The combined pleasures of her enveloping my body as the water washed against my skin, the ripple and splash under her soft cries, and the sigh of her pink skin in the haze of the steam all conspired to steal my wits.
Then she dropped her head and her hair parted, revealing the claiming scars, puckered and pink on the other shoulder and a jolt of need crackled through me.
But I had a grip on myself this time. I had prepared for this. I knew what to do.
Jesse and I were bonded, it was true. Claiming her had tied us together. We needed each other. It couldn’t be denied.
But love? Love was no part of that. It would only complicate things and create
~ JESSE ~The next morning I lay in the meadow just beyond the cave entrance, in the grass, watching the clouds drift lazily overhead. It was bright, but the sun wasn’t quite hot enough to remove the chill from the breeze.Kind of like Cazz’s desire, I thought dryly. Plenty of blaze, but it doesn’t quite beat back the shadows.When I had woken this morning—alone—it was to a messenger sent by Maya saying that she had to undertake healer duties and we would have to wait until the following day to meet, so I’d suddenly found myself with freetime.After the day—and night—before, I decided that was a sign. I was still fortifying the chinks in my armor after the roller coast
~ JESSE ~I startled and whirled around to find Rake hurrying towards me, his face thunderous.Before I could respond, he was at my side, glaring down at me. “How did you even find your way out?”I blinked up at him, surprised by his anger. And a little irritated, too.“What are you worried about?” I muttered. “You said yourself, Cazz won't care what I do as long as he gets his puppies.”“Safely, Jesse. As long as you do it safely. And trust me, there is no way on God's green earth that Cazz thinks his Queen being out here alone, where
~ JESSE ~Rake’s expression reminded me of a checkout guy I had once seen at the supermarket trying to help an old lady—he didn’t want to discourage me, but he obviously thought I’d lost my mind.I gave him a look. “I’m not being unrealistic. I know I have a lot to learn. I’m not going to start issuing edicts. But… but I’m going to show up, Rake. And over time…. Over time I’m going to make a difference.”His face softened. “I love that idea. I do. But… Jesse, wolves are very different from people. We don’t think the same way. I mean, we can understand you, but… a wolf Queen isn’t like your human queens.”That&rs
~ CASIMIR (Later that night) ~ I stood half-crouched and poised to leap or shift, I wasn’t sure which. Neither was going to help. But it was instinct to search for a way out. My father stood a few feet away, arms folded and expression unimpressed. His eyes were the cold, cold blue of a winter snow cave when the sun shone behind it and bored into me, bright and piercing… and they were beginning to glow. “No,” I snarled. “GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” “Make me,” he muttered. I fought him as surely as I would any wolf that came at me with fangs and claws—sweating, grunting, heart pounding—but my body barely twitched because
~ CASIMIR ~You were calling for me.That stopped me cold. I sat back, staring at her. “I… called? For you?”Jesse grimaced. “I mean, not with your voice… I felt something through the bond. I didn’t know what it was at first, but it woke me up and… and it got stronger the closer I got to you. And then when I got in here you were thrashing around and you kept saying no, and it sounded like… like…” she swallowed audibly.“What?” I snapped, not meaning to sound so cold, but I had a feeling I didn’t want to hear the answer to the question. And yet…She swallowed again. “You just felt
~ CASIMIR ~The matebond between wolves is a unique and powerful thing. I’d never denied that. My bond with Jesse was my third, but she was the first I had claimed.I told myself that was why I shivered when she whispered my name.I had her pinned to the mattress, covered, my hips between her thighs, my hands planted on the bed to brace myself, still trying to decide if I was clear headed enough to take her.I wanted her, desperately. The looming dark of that dream threatened to suck me back in if I slept. And having her warm softness nearby was soothing.But I felt… fragile.And uncertain if taking her would help that, or make it worse.
~ JESSE ~Something was happening, and it made me shake.Being with Cazz had always been a pleasure, a pure, primal pleasure. And the animal in him was still there, growling approval and seeking me with clawed fingers and bright eyes.But as Cazz kissed me, and stroked, and let his body play mine like music, he shuddered and murmured and… softened against me.His kiss was desperate and deep. But his lips gave, rather than took. His touch was skilled and intentional, but at times he stroked with a tenderness I’d never felt from him before.And as we began to move together, even though I felt him tense more than once, he didn’t trap my hands, but let me touch him, grip his back, slide my
~ CASIMIR ~ “Oh!” I jolted awake the next morning, sitting up quickly, and felt the weight of Jesse tumble from my shoulder because she’d been laying her head there. Still foggy and uncertain, I scanned the room to find Ghere standing a few steps inside the doorway, dry-washing his hands, an apologetic look on his face. “I’m sorry, Sire, but it’s urgent.” I frowned. Why was he— “What’s going on?” Jesse’s voice was disoriented and husky with sleep and desire bolted from behind my navel, straight to my groin. But as Ghere averted his eyes, I realized why he’d apologized. I quickly grabbed th