Mating Seduction-epub (17 page)

“What a beautiful ass you have. So tight and sweet,” he murmured. “You’re so eager to come for me. I’ll let you come.”

Grunting and straining, he rode her, his heavy testicles slapping against her flesh. Friction from the dildo in her soaked channel threatened to spill her over the edge. Lexie arched upward, desperate for release. So close, oh, so close.

Gripping her hips, he held her in place. Each delicious thrust threatened to send her plummeting over the edge. Then he slid an oiled hand down to her cleft. He flicked her clit.

She screamed.

He increased his strokes, hammering into her, flesh slapping against flesh as she sobbed.

The agonized tension in her groin pulsed and flowered and then burst. Lexie climaxed so violently she howled. Her ass squeezed his long shaft, hugging the intruder, caressing him with each violent spasm.

He came then, still pumping wildly. With a loud grunt, Jackson shuddered violently and bucked against her.

Dragging in deep gulps of air, he gently pulled out the dildo from her spasming channel, tossing it aside. Their hearts pounded together as he collapsed against her onto the bed. Slowly, their heartbeats and breathing returned to normal. Jackson pulled his cock out. He rolled to one side, taking her with him.

He kissed her. “You did well. I’m so proud of you.”

“And now, we’re ready for tomorrow.”

Jackson nodded.  “I hope I am,” he said under his breath.

Worry filled her. What if he lost control again, like the time he’d punched Peter?

So much was at stake. She didn’t know if Jackson would tame his wolf for the ritual.

Because when it came to her, this Lupine didn’t like to share with others.

Aiden’s enormous office held an aura of power and control, like the alpha himself.

Photos of horses hung from the pine-paneled walls. An informal seating area was arranged against one wall, with a butter-soft sofa and two matching leather easy chairs. A hat rack had two Stetsons hanging from the pegs. Two sleek, onyx statues of wolves howling at the moon decorated bookshelves crammed with thick legal volumes and books on ranching and cattle care.

Perched on the sofa’s edge, Lexie twisted her hands in the lap of her floral print skirt. Sitting beside her, Jackson slid a proprietary arm around her shoulders. Two elegant brass lamps on end tables cast a soft, golden light in the room.

Anxiety churned in her stomach. Sitting behind a desk the size of Montana, Aiden leaned back. His warm smile did nothing to reassure her.

“I can handle her,” he said.

Lexie shook her head. “She’s my alpha and my aunt. I know how stubborn she is. What if Nikita orders me back to my pack before we do this?”

“She won’t,” Aiden promised.

He lifted the window curtain with the back of one strong square hand. Such power, she thought.
I sure hope Nikita can handle him.

“Ah, our guest is here for the meeting. Right on time. And here we go,” Aiden murmured in a voice rich with male satisfaction.

Lexie rushed to the window. A red pickup truck tore down the gravel driveway, kicking up clouds of dust like a high-spirited stallion racing around a corral. As it skidded to an angry stop before the lodge entrance, she returned to the sofa. An icy chill skated down her spine, yet she’d never been more sensually aware of Jackson, who gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

Downstairs, the front door opened and slammed hard enough to shake the windows.

Jackson’s wide grin contained a trace of devilment. “Think you have your hands full with this one, Aiden.”

Aiden’s smile was all alpha male confidence and pure sexuality. “She’s a challenge, but I greatly anticipate winning.”

Boot heels stomped up the sweeping staircase. Nikita burst into Aiden’s office.

“Mitchell, I want my niece back in my pack. Right now.” She swung around to regard Jackson with a furious scowl. “You’ve had your fun. Now release Lexie to my care.”

But Jackson folded his powerful arms across his chest and met her angry gaze. “I’ve given Lexie the mating mark and we consummated the bond. She’s mine now, by all rights.” His voice deepened. “I’ll go to any lengths to claim her as my mate and keep her with me in this pack.”

Nikita stared at Jackson, but addressed Aiden. “Mitchell, you know that by Lupine rights, Lexie belongs to me and now that Jackson’s put his mark on her, he belongs to me as well.” Triumph glittered in Nikita’s blue eyes. “Unless you physically claim Lexie according to the ancient rituals. And you won’t do that, Aiden. Because like all males in this pack, Jackson is far too territorial to allow anyone else near his mate.”

Aiden’s smile was chilling. He glanced at Jackson, who gave a rough nod.

“I agree,” Jackson said in a firm voice.

Jackson’s acceptance wasn’t formally required. Aiden did it to empower him, she realized, and her respect of the alpha grew.

The pack alpha glanced at Lexie. Awash with anxiety, but staunch in her resolve, she stated clearly, “I agree as well.”

“Of your own free will?” Aiden asked.

“Of my own free will.”

With her words, Jackson pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply. Lexie reveled in the sweet, hot stroke of his tongue.

The Mitchell pack alpha stood and gestured to the easy chair next to the sofa. “Nikita, please sit. This won’t take long. We need you as a witness.”

Nikita sat, her expression tight.

Giving Lexie a reassuring smile, Jackson unzipped his jeans and pulled them past his lean hips. His erect penis sprang out. Sitting on the wide sofa, he patted his lap.

Standing, she took a deep breath, knowing what was expected of her. Lexie unfastened her skirt. It fell to the floor in a graceful sweep of silk, lying like a crushed flower.

Lexie climbed onto his lap and rubbed her slit against his straining erection. Moisture slicked her channel, readying her for him. Her mate lifted her in his strong arms and slowly impaled her on his thick cock.

She folded her knees on either side of his muscled thighs and rested in his embrace. Jackson framed her face with his hands, regarding her with his intense gaze.

Only tenderness and love shone there. No jealousy. No trace of the savage wolf that threatened to rip out Aiden’s throat.

The Mitchell alpha took a mighty chance with this action. It stated his trust and belief in Jackson, and his fierceness in wanting to keep him with the pack. If Jackson went rogue and attacked his alpha…

“I love you,” she said suddenly.

“I love you too, Lex. Everything’s going to be all right. As long as I’m with you, bonded to you in the flesh, I can do this. You’re my center, the balm for my wolf. You’re everything to me,” he said in a husky voice.

Jackson kissed her, his tongue tracing the line of her mouth, then plunging deep into the soft, wet cavern. Deep inside her, his cock pulsed as she tightened down upon him. So much erotic bliss this Lupine had given her. She trusted him and knew what they were about to do was for the best.

“One minute. Table’s in the way,” Aiden said roughly.

As Jackson broke the kiss, Lexie glanced over her shoulder to see Aiden lift the heavy cocktail table like a child’s toy and set it aside. She turned back to Jackson, who began thrusting his hips upward, each surge of his thick cock creating delicious friction inside her.

A belt unbuckled. A zipper rasped. Her aunt stared, jaw slackened, at Aiden standing behind her.

A tremor shook the Blakemore alpha’s voice. “You can’t be serious…”

“When it comes to holding and protecting those under my care, I’m always serious,” Aiden said in a deep voice.

Peering over her shoulder, she saw him grip his thick, hardened penis and took a deep breath, knowing what was expected of her.

“Hey,” Jackson said softly. “He’s not there. Only me. Only us. Look at me.”

She did, concentrating on her mate.

Cool air washed over her bare buttocks, then she felt the touch of cold gel slide between her cheeks. Panic flared. Aiden’s hand upon her back was solid and powerful as he gently pressed her down. She felt the touch of the alpha’s erection slicking across her bottom, then a nudge forward.

Lexie whimpered and fisted her hands in Jackson’s shirt. He stroked her hair and whispered assurances.

“You can do it,” Aiden murmured. “Relax, don’t resist me.”

The pressure from Aiden’s penis increased as he seized her hips. Lexie stared into Jackson’s heated brown gaze and felt her tension ease, replaced with sensual excitement.

Aiden gripped her hips and growled.

“By the ancient Lupine right of the bond of flesh, I claim this female, Lexie Walters, for my pack, along with her mate.”

Lexie bit her lip.

Pushing, pushing, the pulsing of her blood throbbing in her ears as the tip of his penis pressed into her channel. No dice. She was too tense.

Jackson unfastened her blouse. Bending his head, he took the tip of one pearling nipple into his mouth and sucked. The teasing flicks of his tongue stroked to the beat of Aiden’s cock sliding in and out as the alpha began breaching her.

Then, with a smooth slide and a growl, the Mitchell pack alpha thrust deep, penetrating fully.

She moaned.

They began moving and swaying. Sliding up and down to the rhythm of the narrow hips slapping against her bare bottom, she gripped Jackson’s powerful biceps. The sounds of their ragged breaths mingled, as explosive need spiraled through her. Her soaked sex caressed Jackson’s cock as Aiden fucked her from behind.

Claiming her for his pack, as was an alpha male’s right.

Jackson’s hand dropped between their bodies, sliding over her wet, female flesh. He stroked her in teasing caress as Aiden kept thrusting. The exquisite pressure of the powerful alpha taking her from behind, and Jackson’s thick shaft deep inside her channel, became almost too much to bear.

Two powerful Lupines claiming her, one for his pack, the other for his heart.Jackson whispered into her ear, “C’mon, Lexie, I’m close. I’m going to explode inside you, you feel so fucking good. C’mon, sweetheart, let go, let it all go…”

Throwing her head back, she screamed as the orgasm slammed into her, feeling the hot rush of Jackson’s seed flood her channel and rush deep into her womb. Fisting a hand in her hair, Aiden growled and she felt the hot, potent wash of the alpha’s seed where it would never take root.

She collapsed against Jackson’s chest as he tenderly stroked her hair. The delicious pressure in her backside eased as the alpha withdrew, tucked his semi-erect penis back into his jeans and zipped them up.

“I fulfilled the laws of the ancient texts,” Aiden rumbled. “I claimed Lexie, and in doing so, claimed Jackson as well.”

“The texts…” Nikita’s eyes widened.

“Have vague conditions,” Jackson added. “Technically, Aiden followed them.”

“You fucked another male’s mate, Aiden,” Nikita cried out. “She has the mating mark, the mark that biologically diffuses any male’s sexual interest in her, other than her mate. It’s impossible.”

Aiden adjusted his crotch and gave a confident smile. “Not impossible. Sweetheart, all I had to do was imagine I was fucking you.”

A dull flush covered her aunt’s face. Nikita looked at Jackson. “You let your alpha do this?”

“I told you, I’d go to any lengths to claim Lexie as my mate.” His voice deepened as his gaze went hard and flat. “Anything.”

Slowly, Lexie slid off Jackson. Aiden handed her back her rumpled skirt and kissed her on the forehead. “You are fully under my protection now, Lexie. Mine and Jackson’s.”

She and Jackson quickly dressed. Nikita went to her, her gaze fraught with worry. “Is this the life you want, Lexie? Are you happy? I want you to be happy, sweetie.”

Emotion clogged her throat. “I am. I want this very much. But you…” Her voice cracked. “You’ve been so good to me. I love you, Niki. I’m so worried about you. I don’t want to abandon you.”

Nikita hugged her fiercely. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine, everything will be a-okay. Got it? I love you and I want you to have a good life.”

Blue eyes luminous, Nikita released her and turned to Jackson. “You take good care of my niece, Palmer.”

As Lexie wiped her brimming eyes, he slid an arm around her shoulder. “Yes, ma’am. I’m going to devote the rest of my life to Lexie.”

But as Nikita started for the door, Aiden called out in a deep voice. “One more thing.”

Her aunt turned and folded her arms across her chest. “Now what, Mitchell?”

The pack alpha handed her a folder. She opened it, scanned the contents and looked ashen.

“The Blakemore ranch now belongs to me,” Aiden told her.

White lines bracketed the sides of her pretty mouth. “You bastard…you bought the note on my ranch?”

Lexie winced. She knew about this, knew how it would end…
Please, Niki, please drop your pride. Your people need help.

“Careful how you address your new owner.” Aiden’s mouth thinned. “You can have the note back on your ranch. I’ll deed it back to you, with conditions.”

The paper shook in Nikita’s hand. “Seems like you Mitchell pack males like blackmailing females.”

“Not blackmailing. Bargaining.”

“Name your conditions.”

“You agree to host a mating challenge at the Blakemore ranch. Winner takes all. You as his mate and he claims all available single females in your pack to mate with any single males in his pack.”

Blood drained from Nikita’s face. “You can’t do this.”

“My decision is final.”

“A mating challenge? With you as the sole competitor? That’s fair.” She gave a gurgling laugh. “Some challenge.”

Aiden’s gaze remained steady. “You’ll invite all the single alpha males within Montana, hell, I’ll even include Wyoming and Utah to make it interesting. And I’ll fight and defeat every single one.”

“You’re a bastard, Aiden. A cocky, stuffed full of yourself bastard who only wants to gain all my pack for your males.” Nikita threw the folder down.

“Sweetheart, I want your pack, true. But I’ve wanted something more for years. You.” He clasped her chin and stared down at her. “Stop fighting me on this. You’re a damn fine competitor, but I’ll show you how nice surrender can feel.”