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I slid my arms around her and hoisted her up, using the skin contact to our advantage. Touch would help ease the side effects of her heat, but not for long.
My wolf was desperate to fulfill his mate’s request—to ease her pain and complete the bond. It had been the sole focus of his existence since he laid eyes on her.
I looked over her shoulder at my unit mates. “The western hunting cabin is not too far from here. I’ll bring her there.”
“We’ll head back to the den and collect some blankets while you get her settled,” Theron said.
I nodded in agreement.
They shifted and ran back to the den as I turned and headed for the hunting cabin. There were several throughout Hidden Creek. We used them as meeting points for missions, places to rest after long hunting journeys beyond our borders, and safe houses when needed.
Today, we would use the cabin to claim our mate.
My pulse pounded in my ears as I made the short journey to the lodge. Myla held me tight, pressing her soft body against mine.
She nuzzled my neck, and her slick dampened my abdomen. I groaned at the intoxicating smell of her arousal, praying to the Goddess for enough self-control to make it to our destination.
I moved faster than ever, arriving in no time. I kicked open the front door, brought Myla to the bed, and laid her across the mattress.
Her pupils were blown, and whimpers fell from her lips.
“Gentry.” She squirmed on the bed. “Please, I—I need–”
“Shhh.” I knelt on the edge of the bed. “I’m going to take care of you.” I ran my hands down her legs, savoring her smooth skin. Her breath came in shallow pants. “Spread your legs for me,” I commanded.
There was a moment of uncertainty before she opened herself up to me, goosebumps dotting her thighs.
Transfixed by her pink, glistening sex, I inhaled, already drunk off her pheromones and my desperation.
“Good girl,” I murmured, tracing a finger along her folds. “Just breathe, and I’ll make you feel better.”
Her gasp was the last thing I heard.
Chapter 9
Myla
The moment his mouth met my sex, my body ignited. Every lick and swirl of his tongue fanned the flames of my longing. I mewled, leaning into the relief Gentry provided.
My thoughts went quiet as I became a kaleidoscope of sensations. Gentry grabbed my thighs, holding my body in place as he lavished my center with his tongue. There was no hesitation or constraint to his actions as he kissed, sucked, and flicked every inch of my core.
I felt a cool breeze as he parted me with his finger and sucked in a breath.
“You’re so beautiful. Prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, kissing between my legs with a fervor that made me blush.
I didn’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t this floating, restless feeling. It made me want to beg for something I couldn’t even begin to comprehend—something I had feared before this moment.
Maybe that was what Brielle meant when she said my mates would show me that I mattered.
“How does that feel, Myla?” Gentry asked. “Do you like the way I eat your pussy?”
His lewd words kicked my pulse into overdrive. I stared down at him, and my breath caught in my throat as I saw the hungry look in his eye, his plump red lips glistening with my slick.
Goddess, I wanted more.
“Good,” I whispered, not trusting my voice.
“Only good?” He raised a brow and lightly bit my inner thigh. “We’re going to have to change that. I want you screaming my name—so out of your mind with pleasure that you never want to leave this bed.”
