Andrew grabbed her sweat-soaked thigh and moved it further up his side. The movement allowed him to fall deeper inside her, and they both moaned with fulfillment. He loved the sounds she made when he was inside her. It resonated all through him. Her touch, the way her pussy felt like silk as he glided in and out of her, made him want to forget everyone and lose himself in her essence for eternity.

Tonight had been mind-blowing, to say the least. They had been wrapped up in each other for hours laughing, caressing and kissing. They explored each other’s bodies using their hands, their lips and tongue. They talked shit and did everything they could to back up their words.

The moment Andrew had laid Nyla on his bed, he bathed his face with Nyla’s sweet nectar, making her cum repeatedly until she started to truly run away from him. She had tried to push his face away, tried to twist away from the tongue assault that ensued on her clit, but Andrew refused to let go. He merely rolled with her, making her straddle his face, and continued to drink her desires dry.

Nyla had returned the favor shortly afterward, by first wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft and making as much of his dick disappear into her mouth. Andrew hissed his pleasures from the warmth of her mouth. However, when she started moving her lips and hand up and down in a glorious, mind-blowing rhythm, Andrew almost exploded. His eyes rolled in the back of his head. His whole body erupted in goosebumps, and at the same time ignited everywhere Nyla touched him. For the first time, he relinquished control and it felt unfuckingbelievable.

Now, he was sated inside her core, worshipping her deep, caressing her slick walls as he moved in and out of her. He watched her come undone underneath him, her body inundated with avidity. She writhed as he moved inside her, digging her nails deep into his back, but he never broke stride. His pace was driving her crazy, teasing her yet fulfilling her both at the same time. She bowed her back into him, as her walls began tightening against him, but he never broke stride.

“That’s it, baby… yes. Cum for me. Give it to me… fuck…yesss…”

Andrew rested his forehead against hers. He could feel his orgasm building, but he didn’t want this deep-seated feeling of pure ecstasy to end. There was just something about his woman that made him delirious. Then again, his woman looked exhausted. She had come apart multiple times already. He should put her out of her misery. But…

“Oh, Drew,” Nyla’s eyes grew wide as she panted breathlessly. He was so overwhelming. His rock hard rod was filling her completely, spreading her wide and massaging her inner walls with each long stroke of his hips. He kept rubbing that patch of sensitive nerves inside her that had her seeing stars. Her head felt as if it was about to explode and she couldn’t do anything about it. She crawled her fingers into his hair and tightened her grip as yet another climatic eruption threatened to consume her soul. Her body began to tremble. She bit her lip to stop from screaming out. Her climax was building and building.

Andrew began rotating his hips faster and faster, pounding her relentlessly, the moans and whimpering coming from Nyla his only fuel. He angled his hips, grinding deeper, just to see her go insane again. He smiled when she bit his arm and screamed.

“Fuck, baby,” he growled as she tightened around him. He rested his weight on his forearms, which allowed him to peer into her eyes. “I love you, baby. Tell me you’re mine. Tell me this pussy is mine any fucking time I want it.” His hip thrust deepened, pulling almost all the way out of her and slamming back into her.

Nyla closed her eyes and arched into him, her orgasm rocking her body violently. She cried out, praying that he put her out of her misery, screaming that he go faster. He was driving her crazy.

“Fuck, Andrew, please… harder… faster… please, baby,” she whimpered.

“Tell me, love. Tell me what I want to hear, baby.”

Nyla pushed his sweat-soaked hair away from his face and brought her fully sated and lust-filled eyes to his. “Yes, baby. Yes, I’m all yours. I’m all yours. Anytime you want it; anytime you need it. It’s yours for the taking.”

The moment those words left her lips, Andrew let go. He allowed the beast within him to take over. He kissed her deeply before he threw both of her legs over his shoulders and began to fuck the shit out of his woman. The sounds of the headboard banging against the walls filled the entire apartment. But he didn’t stop. He could have sworn Nyla’s fingernails had penetrated his skin, but he didn’t stop. He merely braced himself with one hand gripping the already bent rods from his headboard to channel his strength so he wouldn’t hurt Nyla.

But Nyla wasn’t having it.

“Touch me, Andrew,” she asked, panting as she looked up at him. “Please, baby hold me.” She brought her hands to the sides of his face and pulled herself up to him.

Andrew slowed his pace. It was painfully agonizing because he was two seconds from sending his seed inside his woman, but he did as asked. He sat up, brought Nyla with him and sat in the middle of his bed. Nyla wrapped her arms around his neck and met his desperate thrusts with her own frantic movements. Her breasts smashed up against his heaving chest.

She clasped his soaked hair in her fingers and looked him straight in the eyes. “I love you, Andrew. I’m all in. I’m all yours, baby. Never let me go. Never let me go.”

Andrew kissed her feverishly. Despite what she wanted, he laid her back on the bed and resumed his efforts to pound her into his mattress.

The scent of her arousal had been driving him insane all night, but right this very moment, he felt as if he was about to combust. He looked down at his woman and the look of salaciousness and love glowed all over her face. The beast inside him started to get stronger. He felt himself starting to shift. The grip he had on his headboard grew taut, the reinforced beams that supported his bed started screaming its protest. But he didn’t care. The look in Nyla’s eyes had him mesmerized. Her hair was stuck to her forehead, soaked. Her complexion seemed to be on fire, glowing incessantly.

Andrew tried to swallow down the urge to enforce his will on her, but his need to dominate was too strong. Her scent was intoxicating. His cravings and desires for this woman, for his woman, overwhelmed him completely. Then suddenly, this warm sensation instantly took hold of his entire body. It was as if he was weightless, floating in the sea of her love. It seemed as if everything around them ceased to exist. Andrew felt nothing, saw nothing but her. His mind was completely filled with thoughts of his love for Nyla. His heart seemed to slow, his breathing seemed nonexistent. But he felt Nyla.

She was calling to him. Her body and her soul reached out for him. And when she touched him, when her being grasped him, he relaxed. Everything in him, his strength, his rage, his dominance was all gone. He felt helpless and exposed but again he didn’t care. All he cared about was the woman in his arms.

She smiled at him. He smiled back.

She touched him, and he felt euphoria throughout his soul.

She kissed him on his lips, his cheek, and his neck.

He bit her.

* * *

Silence seemed to blanket the entire city. Every night sound that typically serenaded the creatures that lived in the dark grew quiet. Even the cool night air stopped moving for a brief moment. The moon that illuminated the sky, seemed to brighten. The stars that could be seen against the midnight sky shined brighter despite the city lights.

Cedric woke from a dead sleep and felt himself beginning to shift. He had a hard time controlling the change inside him, which confused and pissed him off. At first, he wasn’t sure what the hell was happening but then he knew. Fuck…

Rinic knew immediately what had awakened him. He closed his eyes and tried to sense his Alpha, but it was as if he didn’t exist anymore. He started to climb out of bed and go to him, but he knew there was nothing he could do. It was done. Instead, he located his cell phone sitting on his nightstand and made necessary preparations for what was to come.

* * *

Andrew woke with a start and quickly brought his eyes to the baby monitor that was sitting on the nightstand next to Nyla. He focused his keen eyes on the image and watched closely until he caught her movements and heard the sounds of her sucking on her tongue. Satisfied the baby was okay, he surveyed his dark bedroom. He listened in the silence for a few seconds and at first, heard nothing but the quiet settling sounds of the night. Then he heard it. It was faint at first and then it seemed to overwhelm him instantly. It was the howling cries of his brothers. He had also felt their confusion, anger, and anxiety, which he stumped.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Andrew asked using his mind, but there was no answer. Well, no intelligible answer. Instead, the howling grew louder.

Andrew growled under his breath and laid back down on the bed. He ran his hand through his hair, ready to tell them to shut the fuck up when he felt movement next to him. His head snapped to the woman lying next to him, her face inches from his.

Then she moaned and mumbled softly, “What is that noise?”

Andrew stared at her shadowed features in the dark, stunned. First, he was very certain that her mouth didn’t move when she spoke. It echoed in his mind. And second, he knew for a fact that his brothers could only be heard by him. It was the connection they shared in any form they took that enabled them to communicate without being close to each other. But she had heard them. How could that be?

Andrew looked at her questioningly until it hit him. He haphazardly pushed Nyla on her back and turned her head to look at her neck. To be quite honest, he didn’t need to look at her neck to know what he had done. He could smell his scent all over her. However, he wanted to be certain. He wanted to see it for himself and as he focused on her neck, there it was.

Shit, shit, shit…

Andrew forced his fingers in his hair and fisted his tresses tight. When did this happen? He had asked himself.

He closed his eyes and tried to remember the moment when he had claimed her. He remembered making love to her. He remembered looking into her eyes and seeing the love she had for him. They talked a lot of shit to each other, making promises to each other that he knew for certain they weren’t going to break. He also remembered his chest swelling with pride, with love for her and that was it. He didn’t remember anything else. But he knew. Fuck, he knew he had claimed her. Besides the evident mark on her neck, he knew it in his soul.

Did he feel guilty for doing what he’d done? After all, Nyla knew nothing about who he truly was nor did she know about herself. Andrew gazed at her lovely face and smiled. He brushed his knuckles along her smooth skin. No, he didn’t feel guilty at all. She’d understand what he’d done and she would be fine with it.

Just then, her eyes fluttered open. She blinked a few times, a confused look on her face and then she smiled at him. She stretched and moaned. His body instantly came alive.

“Is everything okay?” she asked him once she settled on his face.

“Yeah,” he responded through the lump caught in his throat.

Nyla reached up and pushed his hair away from his face. He moved to kiss her and she placed her fingers against his lips. “Huh-uh. My breath tastes like death.” She giggled.

Andrew moved her hand away from his mouth. “I don’t care,” he told her right before he placed a light kiss against her lips.

“Hey you,” he smiled down at her.

Nyla’s face brightened as she smiled warmly. “Hey.”

“Are you okay?” Andrew bent his arm at the elbow and rested his face in his hand.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Nyla replied then shot up on her elbows and looked around for the baby monitor. “Is Se’Nya okay?”

“Yeah, she’s fine. She’s still asleep,”

Nyla confirmed for herself that her daughter was okay before she fell back against the pillow underneath her head.

Andrew brushed his fingers along Nyla’s stomach and traveled between her breasts, grazing her skin lightly with the tips of his fingers. She shivered and tiny little bumps materialized along her skin.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” Andrew tilted her face toward him, swept his thumb along her cheek, and stared adoringly into her eyes.

Nyla, suddenly feeling shy, covered her face with her hands, her fingers spread wide so she could still see him. “Stop. You’re making me blush.”

“Why? It’s the truth.”

“You’re such the charmer, aren’t you?” Nyla shook her head, smiling at him.

Andrew gave her a wink. “Well, I am a man of many talents.”

“Oh, wow… ummm yeah, that you are!” Nyla chuckled.

“I know, believe me being this good at everything gets exhausting, but someone has to do it.”

Nyla busted out laughing. She couldn’t help it. “It’s all about sacrifices,” she replied jokingly.

“Exactly. And I don’t mind sacrificing myself for the greater good.”

“You are so crazy. You know that? And a bit full of yourself.”

“I beg to differ. I’m referring to the full of shit part, of course.”

“Oh, of course.” She giggled.

“Look, baby. I’m just a confident, self-assured man. That’s all. Just be honest with yourself. Stop denying the truth.”

“And what truth is that?”

“That I’m the best man you’ve ever had.” Andrew gave her a quick peck on her lips before she could breathe a protest.

Nyla’s eyes grew as she laughed. “Oh, you are, are you?”

Andrew pinched her nipple. “You damn right, I am.”

“Oww… Hey…” Nyla covered her breasts with her hands.

“Come on, you know it’s true. Say it,” Andrew coached then playfully pinched her side. Nyla yelped and squirmed away from him. “Oh no, you’re not going anywhere. Tell me I’m the best you’ve ever had… come on…”

Nyla giggled and tried to push Andrew away, all the while laughing as his fingers lightly skimmed all over her body.

“All right, all right. You are the best I ever had,” she said finally. Her sides and stomach aching but in a good way.

“See how easy that was?” He grinned down at her.

“That was a coerced confession, you know.”

“That’s okay. I’ll take it,” he admitted before he kissed her lips.

Nyla couldn’t help the huge smile plastered on her face when he pulled back from her. Her cheeks even ached from all of the smiling she had been doing. In order to stop looking like a grinning idiot, she looked away from him, stretched again then winced.

“What’s wrong? I thought you said that you were okay?” Andrew pushed back the sheet she had covering her legs and started examining her body.

Nyla snatched back the sheet and covered herself up to her neck. “I’m fine, Andrew. I promise.”

“Yeah, if you were fine, why did you wince like that? Did I hurt you?”

“No, you didn’t hurt me. I’m sore, but that’s okay.”

“Nyla, how is me hurting you okay?”

Nyla touched Andrew’s forehead and tried to smooth out the crease in his skin. “Because, baby,” she smiled up at him and captured her bottom lip in between her teeth. “It hurt sooo good!”

“Oh, you know what…” Andrew started then resumed his tickling session. Nyla yelped and laughed all the while trying to fight him off of her.

When he hovered over her, she smiled up at him before placing her hands over her face.

He felt warmth invade his body as he traveled his fingers down her stomach. When he passed her bellybutton, Nyla spread her legs for him eagerly anticipating his touch. Her body ignited immediately the second his fingers touched her clit.

Andrew stroked her into a frenzy until Nyla pushed him on his back and completed a disappearing act with his dick.

They made love again with Nyla on top riding him hard. Andrew surged up into her core with each manic thrust of his hips. They started off slow, but it didn’t last. He rubbed her clit with the pad of his thumb to drive her insane. She bucked and rocked on his dick unabated until she found her release, three times, before she weakened and collapsed on him. Then Andrew took over, still keeping her on top, and brought both of them to a gratifying end that placed them both in an orgasmic coma for the rest of the night.

Nyla laid on top of him spent. Andrew strummed her spine, back, and ass with his fingers. Her breathing slowed as well as her heartbeat. He continued to caress her, thinking about how he was going to explain the huge bite mark on her neck. More importantly, how was he going to explain who and what he was?

Regrettably, he had to admit he would need help with this. Rinic was going to be pissed. But at least he didn’t claim her during her shift. That was the big deal, right? He couldn’t claim her while she was going through the change, or was it before? He couldn’t remember. All he knew was that he would need to figure out how to break the news to Nyla that she was a hybrid wolf. Then together they would figure out how to guide her through her shift.

Andrew closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked over at the monitor and studied Se’Nya as she slept. He couldn’t believe she slept through their loud trysts. From Nyla’s crying out to his growling and the headboard banging a hole in his wall, she had slept through it all.

He had thought at first that he should get up and check on her, but he saw her move and stretch before she settled. Besides, he was in heaven. There was no way he wanted to move from this spot.

Andrew gave Nyla a squeeze and kissed her forehead. In that moment, his eyes closed basking in her addictive essence, he swore on his life that he would protect both Se’Nya and Nyla from anyone that threatened them. Everyone would know who they belonged to, and if anyone attempted to approach them, hell would rain down on them ten thousand-fold. And the first person he would set straight was Downs. The next would be Darrius and he hoped and prayed that the son of a bitch pushed back. He was looking forward to ripping his throat out and pissing down his neck.

A slow grin appeared on his face as he drifted off to sleep thinking about all the ways he was going to kill Darrius slowly and very painfully.

* * *

Nyla rolled on her side and shivered. Beads of sweat fell from her face and soaked the pillow underneath her head. She felt cold, despite the sheet that covered her body. And her body… God, she hurt all over, especially her head. “Hmmmm…” she moaned and shuttered.

Nyla blindly reached behind and in front of her, looking for him, but the bed was empty. She opened her eyes to confirm that she was alone, but she quickly closed them back. Her eyes hurt like hell.

“Andrew,” she whispered through dry lips. She felt he was close, yet he wasn’t close enough.

The next things she felt was the bed dipping and his touch along her face.

“Baby, you okay?” he whispered to her.

Nyla reached for him and felt his face as he drew closer to her. She gripped his shirt, and when she felt him lay next to her, she rolled into his arms.

“Babe, you’re burning up.”

He touched her face and rubbed her back through the sheet.

Goodness, he felt good. She felt better with him close to her. Nyla managed a moan as she drifted into welcoming darkness.