Cross Breed (Breeds 23)

His cock throbbed, flexing with another jetting pulse of the hormone inside her, sensitizing her, ensuring her pleasure.

“Fuck,” he snarled as her tongue lapped at the wound, a smothered cry echoing around him. “Like a hot little vise …”

He didn’t pause, sending his c

ock burrowing inside her deeper, pushing inside her until he was lodged balls deep and her cries were like a symphony in his ears. The snug flesh rippled, sucked at his cock.

He couldn’t hold back. He couldn’t hold on.

Holding her to the wall and bracing his body, he began thrusting, retreating, then filling her, each thrust inside her increasing the hunger, the need, until he swore he could feel parts of his spirit become infused by her, pulling her into his soul.

Animalistic groans spilled from his throat as he moved faster, harder, stroking inside her as the sensations turned to flames licking over him, setting everything inside him aflame when he felt her tighten further, felt her orgasm rip through her and trigger his own release.

He swore it was never ending.

The most intense release he’d experience since the last time he knotted her tight little pussy. The swelling of his cock inside the clamped muscles had him growling at her shoulder, his teeth locked in it yet again. Filling her, destroying him, as his seed pumped from his dick in exquisite ecstasy.

“Ah God, Cassie … Halfling … I fucking love you. My life …” He threw his head back, teeth clenched as a snarl of pure, lashing rapture overwhelmed his senses.

He was surrounded in a pleasure that went so deep, filling every corner of his soul and healing the wounds life had placed there. A pleasure filled with hope, with savage determination to hold on to her, and a ferocity of such emotion it swamped him.

Not simply his emotion, hers. They mixed, wrapping around each other, filling each other, binding them together in a way he’d never believed possible.

Always.

A part of each other.

• • •

Hours later Cassie came slowly to awareness. The room was dark, the bed warm, her mate lay at her back, surrounding her.

And they weren’t alone.

She opened her eyes slowly and stared at the misty form of the couple. Carson and Angel. Parents who had been unable to pass to a place where there was no worry, no fear, because their fierce devotion to their son refused to allow them to leave his side.

So much so that his mother had searched out his mate, found her in danger, and left her mate to watch over their son while she watched over Cassie.

Her head tilted in understanding, knowing Cassie’s thoughts as she always had, as her mate looked on in approval.

Seeing you grow, your strength, your heart, has been a joy, Cassie,she whispered across the bond they’d established years ago. I could not have chosen a better mate for my child, nor wished for one truer. He was born, just as you were, not created. My mate raised him with love, taught him rather than trained him, and the heart he possesses is one more fierce than any but you could know. And know, we’ll always be close if there’s a need.

Cassie stared back at the spirit, only then realizing that a part of her had feared Angel wouldn’t be there to warn her when danger came too close.

We can both be near, together now, Carson assured her. Tell our son of our love for him. That emotion resonated so deep and pure from the male spirit that Cassie felt tears fill her eyes. He’s the best part of both of us. And he has fulfilled every dream his parents ever had for him.

She would.

“Thank you,” she whispered, a breath of sound. “For everything.”

For her safety as a child, for the guidance, but most of all, for her mate.

No thanks needed, Cassie, Angel assured her. Build your lives now, see your way through the trials together, and love each other with everything you are. The future won’t be easy. There are battles yet to come for not just you and Dog, but for all Breeds. Stay true. Follow your instincts and your heart. And always love …

They faded away slowly, going wherever the spirits went until they sensed they were needed.

“Thank you, Cassie.” Strangled, filled with awe, Dog’s voice had her rolling quickly to face him, to stare into his eyes and the well of emotions that filled them.

Love, wonder, joy and the sadness that came from the realization of what was lost when the world stole his parents.