Chapter 162

Draven’s POV
I growled low in my throat and stood, lifting Caroline effortlessly in my arms. As I carried her to the bedroom, Alaric howled triumphantly inside me. Tonight, we would make her completely ours.
I laid Caroline gently on the bed and closed the door, making sure we wouldn’t disturb Liam. When I turned back to her, my breath caught in my throat. She was beautiful, her golden hair splayed across the pillow, her green eyes dark with desire. I positioned myself over her, capturing her lips in a deep kiss while my hands explored her body.
Slowly, I lifted the loose sundress she was wearing, pulling it over her head. I knelt on the bed to look at her properly, my eyes drinking in every curve. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and the only thing covering her was a delicate lace thong I’d bought her weeks ago. When I recognized it, I couldn’t help but smile broadly.
“Oh, my love, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to tear those panties off you.”
I pulled off my shirt and leaned over her again, kissing her neck before taking one perfect breast in my mouth. I could smell her arousal intensifying, feel her body responding to my touch. I alternated between soft kisses, gentle bites, and languid licks across her breasts, drawing moans from her lips.
“Shh,” I whispered. “Stay quiet, our boy is sleeping in the next room.”
My hand, which had been resting on her waist, slowly trailed down her stomach until I reached her center.Even through the thin fabric of her underwear, I could feel her wetness.I teased her, running my fingers up and down in deliberate strokes, occasionally making slow circles that had her arching against my hand.
I turned her over, positioning her on her knees with her perfect ass in the air. I traced a finger over the rhinestone-studded word “sexy” on the back of her thong, then leaned forward to kiss behind her ear, down her neck, and along the elegant curve of her back. I massaged her ass with both hands, then with one swift tug, ripped the thin fabric of her underwear. I held the torn scrap up like a trophy before tossing it onto the pillow beside her.
“I loved those panties,” she whimpered.
I gave her a smile and continued my trail of kisses down her back, over the curve of her ass. I spread her legs wider, then buried my face between her thighs, licking and sucking at her pussy while sliding two fingers inside her. She was deliciously wet.
I continued stroking her with my fingers while my tongue explored higher, circling her tight hole, making her squirm and gasp. My other hand moved to pinch and roll her nipple, pushing her closer to the edge. She buried her face in the pillow to muffle her cries as she came against my mouth, her sweet release flowing over my tongue.
I barely gave her time to recover before positioning myself behind her. I hadn’t even realized when I’d kicked off my pants and boxers, but my cock was rock hard and aching for her. I pushed slowly into her welcoming heat, groaning at the tight, slick feel of her around me. When I was fully seated inside her, I gripped her hips firmly and began thrusting hard, making her gasp with each stroke.
She was so wet I could feel it running down her thighs. I gathered some of her arousal on my finger and circled her tight back entrance, slowly pressing inward. I felt her stiffen slightly.
“Trust me, love,” I whispered, continuing to stroke in and out of her pussy while gently working my finger into her ass. “I’ll make you feel so good.”
The initial resistance gave way to pleasure as I found a rhythm, thrusting my cock into her pussy while my finger explored her other hole. Soon she was pushing back against me, taking both my cock and my finger deeper. Her walls clamped down around me as another orgasm hit her, and she muffled her screams in the pillow.
“Goddess, Caroline, the way your tight little pussy grips my cock drives me insane,” I growled, feeling my own release approaching.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a final powerful thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, my cock pulsing as I emptied myself into her. As I came, I leaned down and sank my teeth into the junction of her neck and shoulder, marking her as mine forever. The bond between us flared to life, our wolves howling in triumph as the mating bond cemented.
“Mine,” I growled against her skin. “Forever mine.” Latest content published on.net
“Yours,” she whispered back, her mind now linked to mine through our bond. “And you are mine.”
Afterward, I pulled her to lie on our sides, staying inside her as our breathing slowed. Eventually, I reluctantly withdrew from her warmth, grabbed wet wipes from the nightstand to clean us both, then gathered her in my arms. As she drifted to sleep against my chest, I placed my hand protectively over her stomach.
“I love you Carrie,” I whispered, feeling complete at last.