Chapter 144 – Owned by the Alphas Novel Free by Jen Cooper

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They were strong, and the pack was stronger when they were closer.

I chewed my lip and tried not to worry, my body really sensitive to my emotions lately, but it was hard.

My heart clenched with worry. I missed them. I missed how it was. Light and easy.

We woke in the morning, fucked the day away, they took turns keeping me company and doing pack stuff, but the last couple of weeks hadn’t been like that.

Derik and Kai were gone more often and always came back worse than when they left.

Derik would be hopeless and breaking with hurt, Kai would be viscerally angry and spend hours at the training field before making it back to me.

It was the hardest it had ever been between us, but I had to keep it together.

“They’re okay, Spitfire. They know what they’re doing, and we’d know if they were in trouble,” Brax tried to reassure me as we watched the ladies try to learn the throat punch that was Anetta’s favorite move.

I leaned into him, and he kissed my cheek again.

“I hope so,” I breathed, shivering again, and he rubbed my arm over my coat.

“C’mon, they’re fine out here. Galen and Anetta have complete control,” Brax said, and I frowned up at him.

“Where are we going?” I asked, and he smirked.

“To warm you up,” he teased, nipping my ear between his teeth.

I grinned and moved inside with him, glad we could steal moments of peace in between the chaos together.

With the other two mated, sometimes Kai got a little bristly when Brax bit me, but since he was always with me, I needed it most from him and it usually led to more.

Actually, it always did. Not that I was complaining. It was probably my favorite part of the day at the moment.

Especially since we only had a couple of hours of free time between Galen checking me and the baby, training, now human training, and my mates coming home covered in blood, bruises, and darkness.

“Don’t think about that right now, Spitfire. Think about this moment, the one where none of that matters,” Brax whispered, pushing me against the wall on the inside of the mansion, not caring that anyone could walk in at any moment.

Neither did I. The humans were beginning to understand the needs of the werewolves as much as themselves. That sex was a huge part of their–our–lives.

Brax’s hands ran down my sides, lifting a leg against him, slipping beneath my coat to caress my full breasts.

I sighed as his mouth moved along my neck, kissing and licking the tender flesh before his teeth grazed it.

My spine tingled with the rush of adrenaline that simple sensation gave me. My body knew what it meant, and the anticipation was almost too much.

I lifted my chin to give him easier access and ground my hips forward, pleasure tingling beneath my skin, running through every vein, kissing every ending until I no longer felt the cold.

“Brax,” I breathed, pulling his mouth to mine, kissing hard as he slipped his hand beneath my skirts and panties, finding the damp folds there.

My breath hitched as he slid two fingers inside. I moaned, my thighs trembling, my spine arching as my body drew tight.

I rocked against his fingers, moaning and sighing until my body hit its crest.

His fingers were a fucking spell all on their own. They knew exactly where to press, where to caress to leave me a desperate mess.

His mouth moved against mine, his tongue dancing with my own, and my body was bending easily to his will, at his beck and call.

He told me how high to climb, how much pleasure to have, and I obeyed because I couldn’t help it.

His shadows moved into me, infiltrating every part of me, and it had me clutching his shoulders, begging for more.

I kissed him hard, needing to feel more, when he pulled back, his teeth extended again, then yanked down the shoulder of my dress and sank his canines into the flesh there.

I cried out and almost collapsed, but he caught me under the ass, holding me between him and the wall.

I tightened my legs around his waist as his toxin filled me as fully as his shadows.

Mixed together they were an intoxicating combination.

One that exploded in my body so fiercely I almost had tears in my eyes.

I clenched them shut and rode the feeling, riding his hand as he teased my clit, making the release that much more intense.

His toxin kept filling me, his shadows stirring it through my body until every ailment became easier to bear.

I felt lighter somehow. I wasn’t sure how, considering I was wearing a beachball as a stomach, but magic was like that. Who was I to question it when it felt so damn good?

Brax pulled his teeth from my skin, licking over the wound he left and making me shudder around him before nudging my hips wider, nestling his leaking cock at my entrance.

We were still clothed, but the demand on my body when we were like this was always too much, and it didn’t matter to me as long as I felt him inside me, had that physical connection that always made me feel so fucking good, like no matter what happened outside these moments, we were going to be okay.

Brax groaned as he filled me, the sound deep and guttural in my ear, making me moan right back.

I was on fire for the full feeling in my core. He thrust against me, finding my mouth again and tasting me as he entered me over and over again.

It was enough to make my head spin, my body tighten. My breaths were harsh as they came out of my throat.

He fucked me harder, demanded more from me until his shadows were tingling inside me, anticipating the explosive orgasm that was about to wash away all the darkness.

I felt his body tighten and shudder but he held on, fucking me hard and fast, with barely a breath in between, but I loved it.

There was no space for anything but us and the feelings between us.

He was my connection to everything I thought was wrong about myself. He made them feel so fucking right.

I met each of his thrusts, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, using him for leverage as he gripped my ass and slid me onto his thick cock again and again until his stamina finally gave out.

He growled. His teeth descended, sharpened, and his claws dug into me. His eyes went cloudy.

And then he came as I did.

It was a burst of light inside me, our shadows colliding in an epic, overwhelming explosion that had me arching into him, my entire mind wiping of anything cohesive, no room for anything but us.

I clutched him tight, screaming out the pleasure into his shoulder as we finished together.

I breathed hard, holding him still as his thrusts slowed to an end and we rested against the wall.

He held me to him, kissing along my shoulder and neck as his shadows caressed my nerves and core. They soothed every ache fucking like we did gave me.

Brax’s aftercare was unrivaled, and it was almost as good as the sex. Almost. Like we were in the heat and he had to make sure I came down from the high at the right pace.

He kissed and licked, his shadows calmed and soothed. It had me sighing and kissing him right back.

I held his cheek as I looked in his cloudy eyes.

“Such a beauty,” he whispered, and I smiled.

“Beauty is nothing in this world. Us? Our connection? That’s beauty,” I said back quietly, so our voices didn’t disturb the silence.

“I meant in here, Spitfire,” he said, then pressed his palm against my chest, over my heart, and I grinned, kissing him again.

“So are you.”

“Hmm.”

He didn’t agree, but he would learn. I had as much faith in his heart as I did my own.

“We should go check on the humans,” he said, and slowly put me on the ground.

I smiled and nodded, fixing my clothes as he did his.

“Do you think things will ever be okay between the wolves and the humans?” I asked.

He shrugged. “The ones here? Maybe. They’ve adjusted surprisingly well. Some resentment for the years before, but nothing malicious.

“And appreciation, respect for you too. It’s a mix. But the ones out there?” He pointed out to the city, and I knew he meant my father’s lot. “They’re a wild card that I can’t read.

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