Behind Casimir, Ghere relaxed, like he’d been holding his breath.
The Cleric’s jaw flexed.
Several wolves who’d been watching, chuckled or grunted.
But then it hit me: It was done. I’d done it. I’d vowed myself to him until the day of my death.
Nerves trilled in my chest. Should I be glad, or would I soon want to hurry eternity along?
Only time would tell.
I was in a fog, barely hearing as the Cleric led Casimir in a vow of protection of my person and my throne, promising to use his power to uphold me as Alpha Female, and to give me the heir.
And then…
“…And will you give yourself to her as a vessel, your body for hers, serving her pleasure?”
Casimir’s eyes narrowed and blazed. “I will.”
The Cleric raised his voice slightly. “And do the Witnesses agree and let the vows bind? Do you accept her as his mate? Do you bow to her as your Queen?”
“We do,” they growled in unison.
And something in my chest flared.
I sucked in a breath, swaying forward as something came alive inside me—a curling heat that seared a hole in my heart, but immediately filled it as well.
I could barely breathe and clutched a hand to my chest, pressing on the place, right at the center, where it felt as if the bottom had just fallen out of my world—only to be stuffed full of sensation and darkness and light and…
I blinked and staggered.
Casimir quickly took my upper arms in his hands. His lips were moving, his brows heavy and forehead pinched. He was saying something, but I couldn’t hear him.
But I could feel him.
Instinctively, I grabbed for him, fisting the front of his crisp, white shirt, swallowing, and trying to catch my breath as, inside me, something took shape. Something that was very clearly him.
Strength. Power. Determination. A roaring fire of need. And a hollow, bone-cold, echoing dark.
“Jesse?”
My head snapped up and our eyes locked. I was gripping his shirt in both hands now.
A flash of concern shifted behind his eyes, but he didn’t move, still holding my upper arms like he was afraid I was about to fall.
I was about to fall.
He had no idea.
I was going to pitch headlong deep, deep inside that well of pain and darkness that was him.
It made me want to weep. It made me want to scream—could none of them see it? Feel it in him?
This man, this wolf… his heart was a wasteland. Empty, dusty, dark and cold.
And weeping.
I was blinking rapidly, my brain struggling to define the boundaries between what was me and what was him. For moments I’d feel the desert of his heart, convinced it was mine. Then I’d feel myself again and look into the canyon of him as if I stood above it.
Back and forth, flickering between the urge to rush to him, to soothe him, and to run screaming, the urge to plead, and a crackling need that threatened sanity.
“Jesse?!”
His eyes were dark with something angry and afraid.
This man felt fear?
“Jesse, can you hear me?”
I nodded, still sucking at empty air, still trying to find my feet on the shifting sand under the line that danced between us.
And then… rushing, warming comfort. A third presence. There was another hand on me, on my shoulder, and it brought clarity. Brought strength. Drew the lines between Casimir’s heart and mine so that I could see where I stopped and he began.
I looked up, startled, to find the Cleric, one hand clasping my shoulder, staring at me intently as his lips moved and I tried to take in what he was saying…
“…You are one. Two hearts made one. Before God, and wolf. Before male and female. Before time… you are one. What God brings together, let no creation tear apart.”
I sucked in a deep, cleansing breath and came back to myself with a jolt.
Both Casimir and the Cleric were leaning closer, chins low, eyes intent.
But I’d found myself again—and I understood now. Understood why I was here and why God had let all of this happen and what He was asking me to do.
I shook my head, clearing the last of the fog.
“Jesse?” Casimir muttered. “Are you well?”
I nodded. “Yes. Yes… I just… this… inside me…”
“The bond,” he growled.
I swallowed. “I can feel it.”
“Good,” he said, and even though his voice was tight, his grip on my arms softened. “Good.”
There was a moment when everyone sort of waited, a hanging kind of silence, poised on the edge of action. Then the Cleric straightened and let go of my shoulder. Cazz didn’t let go of me completely, but his fingers loosened, and his eyes…
The fire in those startling eyes was joined by a low, simmering warmth that I hadn’t seen before.
“It is vowed, and it is witnessed,” The Cleric said softly, his tone somehow defeated. “Let every man, every wolf, see and acknowledge the King and his Queen. Casimir Augustus Klane takes Jesse Hudson as his mate. What God brings together, let no earthly hand separate.”
The wolves in the room repeated the line, and then everything went silent again.
The Cleric swallowed audibly. “Your Highnesses, as God’s hand here, I declare you vowed. Mated. And married. Sire… you may kiss your bride.”
I stared up at Cazz, sinking into those eyes, still breathless at what I could sense of him, of what his heart revealed, still reeling.
Casimir hesitated only a moment, one hand lifting from my arm to take my chin as he leaned in.
“God is not here,” he muttered. “But we are.” Then he lifted my chin and took my mouth in a slow, deep kiss that stole my breath all over again.
His lips, so full, softened against mine. His tongue flickered, teasing and tempting. And then, instead of pulling away, he sucked in a breath and tilted his head and pulled me up on my toes, into his chest, as he wrapped those steel arms around me and devoured me.
I was still gripping his shirt, trying desperately to catch my breath, but overwhelmed with the sensation of that kiss—the promise of it, the urgency and… something I couldn’t define.
As if it was a place I was meant to be.
When Cazz sucked in and pulled away his hair was messy, falling over his face—had I done that?—and his chest was heaving. He stared at me, eyes wide and startled, the warm flames licking at the surface of the ice, as if they threatened to burn through.
Then he blinked, and that beautiful gaze shuttered like he’d slammed a door.
We were left clinging, staring, blinking.
And then he stepped back, eyes still locked on mine, but giving nothing, before he cleared his throat and turned, tearing his gaze from mine to the wolves gathered to witness.
“Leave us,” he hissed, and I felt that power detonate from him.
SOUNDTRACK: Eternal Flame by Atom Music Audio, with Randall Jermaine and Alexa Ray.*****~ CASIMIR ~This was my third vow-forged bond, and it never got easier, feeling my soul entwined with another like that. Each one had made my skin feel too tight, as if I wanted to claw out of it.But this one… Jesse… dear god.The moment the pack leaders acknowledged her as my mate and the bond was forged, I was ripped out of myself. Left flailing.I fought as I’d fight a hurricane, leaning in and forcing my body to weather the pummeling blows that seemed to come from every direction at once.Mate.Wife.Mother.Soul.Twisting, turning me, flipping my heart on its head like a babe in the ocean tide as I fought, wrestling for control of my own fate.Because that was the source of my power—dominance always won. The more I owned, the more strength I gained.That must be the difference this time—she’d come to the vow willingly, choosing it without compulsion from me. And so it struck as true and dee
~ JESSE ~I’d flinched when that wave of power left him, felt the impact in my bones like a sonic boom. And yet, when I took a breath and blinked, I was still myself, while every man around me cowered or knelt, all their eyes on the floor, every head bowed. Except Rake.As if the wolf had seen it coming, he’d stepped back and away, and was obviously untouched. Stunningly, so was I.Cazz hadn’t touched me with it.I looked up at him, trembling. What was he doing?He didn’t even look at me, just swept me up like I weighed nothing and carried me from the room without a backward glance.His breath was harsh in my ear as he stormed through the maze of tunnels and hallways outside. Voices raised in protest behind us. But he ignored them completely, one hand under my knees, the other curled at my ribs, his chin low and brows pinched, eyes glaring—and glowing again.I would have felt afraid because he looked enraged. But from the moment he’d let go of that power, I could feel him again. Could
~ JESSE ~Cazz stood in front of the door for a half a second, hands still on the beam, head cocked as if he was listening to something. There was a strange tension in him that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. But then he turned and found me with his eyes.In that space in my chest where I'd been connected to him, I felt the spear of desire that rocked through his body. It made my breath catch.When he began to walk towards me, it was with the slow grace of a predator, the fire in his eyes burning inside me as he locked on, only the rapid rise and fall of his chest outwardly giving away the tension in him that I could feel. A few strands of his hair fell over his eyes, but he peered out at me through them, like a wolf in the grass and when he spoke, his voice was guttural, so deep it seemed to come up from the stone beneath my feet, and barely loud enough for me to catch the words.“You’re stronger than I gave you credit for,” he murmured, prowling towards me.I swallowe
~ CASIMIR ~Standing behind her as I was, I had a perfect view down her cleavage as her chest rose and fell very quickly. I looked forward to plunging my length down that dark valley.I’d been furling up the skirt of that spider web of a dress and now I set to my task with focus. As the hem drew up to her thighs, I let my fingertips brush her skin as I continued to raise it slowly, slowly, smiling when her skin pebbled under my touch.She shivered when the cool air of the room met her hot skin, then shuddered when I grasped the skirt in one fist and reached for her with the other, urging her to spread her stance a little wider.“Tell me everything,” I whispered in her ear. “What you like, what you don’t. What makes you tremble. Tell me if it hurts or when you want it to hurt more. Tell me when you’re going to come.”She gave a short little huff, but then I slid two fingers into her folds and she tensed.“Relax,” I growled, and had to remind myself not to give her a taste of the compul
~ CASIMIR ~“Quickly,” I rasped. She was keeping her body just clear of mine, reaching up to pop the brass buttons at my chest, but her eyes were on the bared skin at my throat and collarbones.“Tell me,” I whispered. “Tell me while you undress me.”“I-I like the way you look,” she murmured, her eyes flicking up and down between my face and the buttons as she worked them loose.Then my jacket was open and she slid her hands up my chest to my shoulders underneath the stiff fabric, pushing it off and back, her hands following the rounds of my shoulders, then down my arms.I hadn’t told her to take it off, but I was too impatient to correct her—and this first time it was better to encourage her when she was bold.Then she leaned against me to push the jacket off my arms and her body brushed against me and I groaned.Had she been more experienced, I would have had my trousers off in seconds and plunged into her. But it was important to train her body to trust that each new step would be o
~ JESSE ~Somehow, when Cazz kissed me I felt it in my belly. An ache started down low and I didn’t just get breathless, I got a little bit desperate.Then he straightened, locking eyes with me—and his were glowing—and he growled, “Get on the bed. Now,” and his voice vibrated against my chest, but I felt it all the way to the soles of my feet and started scrambling backwards, trying to get my ass up on the high bed.I tried to jump and missed twice.Cazz gave a chuckle and shook his head, dropping to squat, his hands sliding all the way down the backs of my legs, then cupping the back of my calves.There was a moment he just knelt there, looking up at me and I looked down on him and everything in me that was aching gave a stab of desire, right behind my navel. My breath rushed out of me and I started to shake. His eyes flashed and I braced my hands on the bed behind me and heaved, and this time he helped lift my weight until I was sitting on the thick fur, and it was the most luxuriou
~ JESSE ~A flash of fear speared through me because I thought he was going to cover me then, and take me. I screwed my eyes tightly closed and gripped the fur, bracing for the pain that I’d heard would happen this first time.But Cazz tsked and his hands returned to stroking up and down my thighs, from knee to hip, top, then back, then inside until I was shaking again.“No, Kitten. No. Don’t tense. Don’t do that,” he cautioned, sounding a touch frustrated. “Just relax and seek your pleasure. Leave the rest to me. Watch.”I opened my eyes to see him take himself in hand. His jaw flexed as he rubbed himself against me, softly at first, just separating my folds and drawing himself up in a very similar way to the way he’d used his fingers, but… it felt very, very different.There was so much more of him and he touched so much more of me. He started slowly, right where he’d enter me, and that made me tense. But then he’d draw himself slowly up, pressing slightly harder as he reached that
~ CASIMIR ~No one had ever come so close to stealing my control.She was stunning. Skin flushed and pink, lips soft and open, she clawed one hand into my neck and I could have howled.When she came, I’d swear I heard God in her cry.And even when she was blinking and stunned, swallowing, I didn’t let up.We weren’t finished.“Hold on. We’re only just getting started.”Her eyes—glazed with pleasure, but clearing—locked on mine and her mouth opened like she’d speak, but then I rocked into her again and her jaw dropped.She was twitching, her body over-sensitized. The risk of course was that she’d grow desensitized, so I lowered myself to my elbows, cupping hands over her head and finally indulging the urge to be skin-to-skin with her. As we rocked together slowly, I groaned and dropped my chin, our cheeks brushing and even that sweet contact was heightened.When her hands came up, her fingers sliding on my scalp, I kissed her and she clung, taking my tongue as readily as she’d taken th