Chapter Seven
The sound of his mate screaming his name had Demon’s release pulsing close to the surface. He stayed with her, taking every drop of sweet cream her body released, not leaving her until the shudders of her release eased and she fell back against the mattress. When he had control of his own body again, he crawled up and over her.
“That was fucking beautiful,” he said as he lay over her, holding his weight on his arms. “The way you submit to me and give everything you have is fucking phenomenal.” He settled his hips between hers, reaching down to tug her leg up and over his hip, praying that this would give him more control over the pace and depth of his possession. “I’m going to try to take you gently, angel. Don’t be scared.”
Ana surprised the hell out of him when she wrapped both her legs around his waist and placed her hand on his chest. “I’m not afraid. The Fates believe I am the mate of the Razorback Demon, and I believe that, too. That must mean that I can take everything you have to give. And that has to mean in the bedroom as well. So, show me, my mate. Show me what it is to be mated to you.”
Demon wanted to slam home into her, pound himself into his mate until he didn’t know where he ended and his mate began. But his beast called for restraint. And didn’t that fucking beat all. His beast, the animal that drove him to fight in order to fulfill this need for power, pain, and violence within him, demanded he be patient with their mate. He insisted Demon show her he could be what she needed.
Breathing deeply, he placed the head of his cock at the hot, wet entrance to her body. Tensing every muscle in his body, he pressed forward. He groaned at the tight fit of her body, and when he came to the barrier he knew to be her innocence, he broke through it in a single steady thrust. Ana tensed beneath him, but never made a sound. Brave mate. He held still within her, allowing her time to grow accustomed to his presence within her body. When he felt her relax against him, he began to move.
Ana jerked at first, and when Demon froze, thinking that perhaps she was still in pain, she surprised him by sliding her hands to his ass and pressing down. “Don’t stop.” She groaned against his neck, grazing her teeth against the sensitive skin. “Move in me, take me, own me.”
Demon growled as he leaned up and began to thrust into her, reveling in the way she moved her hips to meet his thrusts. He maintained a steady, firm rhythm, driving them both toward the edge of their release in a quick yet controlled manner. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hold that tempo for long. His control shattered when Ana gasped and arched beneath him, and he felt the flutter of her pussy around his cock, a sure sign that her release was close.
Dropping his weight down on her, and reaching under her to cup her ass, he began to pound into her. “You are mine, angel. I own you, body and soul, but you own me, too. You fucking own me. Now, come for me, come for me hard.”
Ana’s body rippled around him and she screamed out his name for the second time. Unable to resist the erotic pull of her orgasm, Demon roared her name as loud as he could as he slammed home once more and gave himself over to his own release. He thrust a second time as his body jerked, giving her everything he had to give. On the third thrust, he slumped onto her, drawing in great gulps of air.
He pressed a kiss to her neck, nuzzling against her. “When I can claim you without causing you pain, I will. Here, this is where I am going to claim you. Once this fucking bond to that fucker Ezra is gone, I will claim you here.”
Demon’s beast grunted in pleasure at that thought, and he knew he had never been happier. But that moment was made even better when his mate bit gently on the side of his own neck.
“And I will bite you here,” she whispered breathlessly. “Then all the world will know that you belong to me.”
Demon felt the last part of his black heart, stained with the blood of so many sins, surrender itself to the light that was his mate.
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Ana woke with a start, wrapped in the arms of her mate. She had no idea what brought her out of the deep sleep she was in, so she lay completely still, listening. Then she heard it. The muted scrape of nails against the wood panels of the deck. Inhaling, she caught the scent that had her filling with fear. The Alpha of the pack had come for her.
She tensed to move to warn her mate, but froze when he tightened his hold on her. He moved silently to press his mouth to her ear. “Took you long enough to wake up.” His voice was calm. “Your fucking Alpha has been walking around outside for the past few minutes, disarming some of my perimeter defenses. Little does the cocky son of a bitch know I disarmed most of more difficult ones yesterday.”
“Why would you do that?”
“Because I wanted him to actually get to the house. If I had left them armed, he would have been hurt before he got here and then I would have had to go out and hunt the fucker, and I can’t be fucked. Stay here.”
Demon slipped from the bed, and Ana sat up, pulling her hair behind her before grabbing the hair tie on her bedside table and pulling the long strands up into a bun. She stopped when she saw Demon frozen in the act of pulling on a pair of running shorts, his gaze locked to her.
“What?”
Demon grinned. “You have no idea how fucking hot you are. When you arch your back to put your truly amazing hair up, your breasts are thrust forward, and it is all I can do not to fucking jump you right here and now.”
Ana smiled despite the heat she could feel rising in her face. “Save that thought for later. If Ezra is here, he didn’t come alone.”
Demon shrugged as he finished pulling up his shorts. “Don’t fucking care. I want this done. I want you claimed. You’re mine, and he is just one flea-infested, walking-dead wolf shifter standing in my way.”
Ana slipped from the bed and pulled on her discarded t-shirt. “Well, if you are going to face that man, then I am going with you.”
For the first time, Demon looked concerned and he turned to frown at her. “You will stay here.”
Ana felt a surge of strength within her, and she knew she was finding her way to being the more dominant female match to her razorback. She knew she would never become an Alpha, but she felt her confidence building the more time she spent with her Demon.
“Nope.” She pulled on a pair of Demon’s running shorts, but had to roll the waistband a few times in order to keep them on. She was prepared to face the man who had aided in her torment since arriving in her pack, but she sure as hell wasn’t about to do it with her hoo-hoo on display.
“Dammit, Ana.” Demon growled. “I told you to stay here, and you will fucking stay here.”
Translation: I have to protect you, I need you to be safe. I don’t want to scare you.
Ana stepped up to her mate and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his tense frame. “Demon, I told you before. You are my mate. I want everything you have to give, and that includes your boar. You are my razorback and I will stand with you.” She thought about what it was he was about to face and frowned. “Well, how about not quite beside you, but slightly behind you. I know that I am getting a little more confidence, but Ezra scares the shit out of me.”
Demon growled and his eyes shimmered red. Her boar did not like that at all. He grabbed her hand, and pulled her out to the living area. Ezra’s scent intensified.
“Razorback,” Ezra called from outside, his voice filled with rage and contempt. “I accept your challenge. Come out and face me and bring my little pack whore with you!”
Demon grunted a low feral sound, his body tensing before her eyes as his boar pushed forward. Ana pressed her hand against his back to calm him. She stood quietly while he took a deep breath and then moved with him when he opened the door to his house and stepped out onto the verandah.
Ana stayed behind him, but could see Ezra standing in the middle of the clearing in front of the house. He stood naked beneath the full moon, and her wolf whimpered at the dominance that seemed to be rolling off him. It felt stronger than anything she had ever felt from him before.
Demon scented the air, and grunted a disgusted sound. “You have taken lives in your animal form, have you not? You must fear your death at my hand even more than I thought you did, dog.”
Ana’s stomach turned at what that meant. Ezra had to have challenged the more dominant males in the pack in order to have gained as much strength and dominance she could feel from him. He’d killed in his animal form, and he’d taken of their life’s blood until death. He was damned eternally and Ana was shocked he would have taken such a drastic step.
“Come to me, Ana,” Ezra said, dominance dripping from each syllable.
Ana whimpered as her wolf leaped to do as her Alpha demanded. She took a step forward, but was pulled back against her mate. Despite her immediate relief at begin held back, her body strained to follow the verbal directions of her Alpha.
“She is mine, pig. There is no bond stronger than that of a submissive wolf to her pack Alpha.”
Ana felt Demon’s growl of rage against her back.
“Fuck that, dog. Ana is mine. My woman. My wolf. My mate. And I will be damned if I allow you to put her between you and me and use her as you have the rest of your pack.”
Demon tensed behind her and she sensed a change wash over him. His body turned rigid, and she felt the harsh hair of his boar forming along his chest, and she knew what he was about to do.
“Do it,” she whispered, tilting her head to the side to make it easier and kept her eyes locked to Ezra’s as Demon leaned in and bit her. She felt the bond between them snap into place, and she rejoiced in the rage that formed on Ezra’s face even as he roared it to the world. She had that brief moment of celebration before the white hot shaft of pain ripped through her. She screamed with the intensity of it.
Vaguely she was aware of Demon’s horror and regret that echoed down their newly formed bond. She gripped his arm where it wrapped around her and anchored herself to her mate as she rode out the pain. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. It felt as if acid traveled through her bloodstream and there was nothing she could do but weather it. She tasted blood in her mouth, and realized that she had bitten her tongue in an attempt to hold back her screams of pain.
The pain ebbed after what felt like a lifetime, but would have only been a few moments. She was slumped against her mate, breathing heavily, and bleeding from her mouth and her neck, but no longer compelled to get to Ezra.
Demon’s continuous growl of anger vibrated through her entire body. “I’m okay, Demon,” she whispered as she pushed to stand on legs that shook. “It’s okay, my love. It’s over.” Demon pressed a kiss to the wound on her neck, and Ana felt the love he had for her shimmer brightly along their connection. “I love that I am bound to you, my razorback. But I find myself sickened by the atrocity that is the Alpha bond that links me to that asshole. Kill him for me.”
Demon grunted, a sound she knew was part man, part boar, and she couldn’t stop the bloodthirsty grin sweeping across her face. Her gaze hadn’t moved from Ezra and she saw the frown that appeared on the Alpha’s face.
Ana pushed herself away from her mate, and moved to stand at the top of the stairs. “I denounce you as my Alpha, and stand by my mate for all time.”
Ezra snarled at her, and cursed incoherently. Ana frowned. Perhaps this was his punishment for what he had done. The quick yet inevitable fall into insanity.
Demon gently pushed her back a little and then leaped down the stairs to the ground. “I can sense that there are a few shifters standing in the edge of the forest. No doubt brought here by your pitiful Alpha to assist in my death if need be. Know this. I am about to end this disgrace of an Alpha you have all pledged to. I am the Razorback Demon and will burn this fucker to the ground before this night is through, but I will not follow his lead and take of his life’s blood. I will send him into the arms of the devil with my own two hands. I will not take Alpha of this pack. You will be rogue.”
Ana knew what that would mean for many of the men from her pack. They would have the freedom to go and do as they please. Something many of them had longed for, but had been unable to achieve under Ezra’s rule. Her mate was smart. He had made his intentions clear to everyone in that clearing and no doubt they were all firmly in his corner.