Chapter 20

20

HUNTER

I have never been a religious man or a spiritual man. I have relied heavily on my instinct and my wolf. The moment my canines press into Emma’s soft neck. The room shifted to a hue of deep blue, my release and claiming mark causing a kaleidoscope of color and light to glint in the air, sealing our fate. Our bond. We are tied through time and space. Then her words whispered reverently as her hands dragged down my back. “I want you. All of you. Forever.”

My perfect mate knew precisely what to do and what to say. She took my knot so easily, just like I knew she would sealing our claiming mark. She soothes the beast that chants.

Hold her. Claim her. Keep her.

I release her neck and lick gently at the red, tender area. I meet her eyes, “Emma, are you okay?” A sense of worry fills my gut. I was too rough, and the bite was too hard.

The green of her eyes is hazy with lust and exhaustion, “I feel your worry, Hunter.” A smile pulls at her puffy lips, “I feel you, and I’m okay. That was magical. Did you see the room explode with stars?” Her soft words slice through me as her hand drags up my cheek, cupping my jaw. “It was all so…right. Th is flutter in my chest feels so content. I feel you so deeply,” she glances down to where we are still joined, “more than just this.”

A soft chuckle escapes me. This new Emma, the one that feels safe and loved has terrible jokes. “Emma, you were made for me. The fates have blessed us both.” I look down to where we are locked together, “you will take this knot daily.” The idea of taking her again has my cock pulsing inside of her.

Her green eyes widen with shock as she feels me growing hard once more. I roll to my back, taking her with me so she’s perched on top. My hands and eyes drag down her beautiful torso. Her breasts are perky, adorned with dusky nipples that are pulled tight. I cup each of them, testing their weight as I pull her towards my mouth.

Unable to help myself, I suck on her nipple, flicking the tight bud before I mark her there, biting through the skin, my tongue soothes the sting of my mark.

“Oh, fuck.” She moans and then begins to rock on my cock.

“Fucking ride me, Emma, own me now like I own you. Her nails drag down my chest, dipping with each dip of muscle as she rocks back on her heels, pushing my cock deeper inside of her.

I watch with my hands tucked behind my head as she begins kneading and pulling at her breasts and nipples. Her head falls back as she moans through the sensations. Her beautiful neck is exposed, and my mark sits raw against her white skin as she continues to rock slowly—her bundle of nerves rubbing perfectly on my pubic bone.

I let her have her moment, feeling our bond. This flow of energy is uninhibited as she pushes and pulls at our love. My heart swells at the sight of her beauty. The dirty blonde curls bounce as she changes her rhythm. This movement causes my knot to swell, and I can’t resist rutting into her once more.

I grip the back of her neck and gently guide her to lie along my chest. “ Mate ,” I growl. At the same time, I bring my knees up and pound into her. I swallow the moans as they grow into pleas and screams, and then she breaks for me. Her body trembles in my hold as her orgasm washes over her like a wave. The sensation of her pressed to me has me filling her once more. The flood of seed spills out around my knot.

An immense sense of pride bursts in my chest, knowing she is full of my cum. That she will most likely carry my child now. It is only in rare circumstances that a mating bond is not blessed with a child.

“Fuck Emma, I want you like this every day. Every-single-fucking-day I’m going to mark you and fill you.”

“That sounds wonderful, Hunter.” Her exhaustion is too much as I watch her eyes drift shut. She lays on my chest as one last tremble rolls through her body, “I love you, Hunter.”

Sleep doesn’t come as quickly for me as I run my hands through Emma’s soft hair and down her back. I let my hand follow the curves of her full frame, soaking in the gentle breaths as her chest presses into mine.

Mine .

The word feels so right. This woman is mine, now and forever. The ache that had divided my beast is a rift that is healed. I feel him stir inside me, not as a foreign object but as a companion and a protector. She is ours now.

I imagine what our life will look like. What will she look like holding a baby, holding our baby, and eventually a wolf pup? Will she give me sons or daughters?

The only blemish in our future is the unknown about Cole. I feel anger towards the man and fire that Emma had today. I worry she is more willing to act on her anger now. My only hope is that my brother’s and I can take care of Cole before Emma even worries about it again.

There's a palpable shift in the air now that Emma and I are mated. I don't believe in magic, but some greater force ties us together and binds us. We walked into the clinic a little later than usual. Emma heads to her office while I greet my parents. They had volunteered to stay at the clinic overnight since we are now short-staffed with Amy being sick.

Once my parents arrive, Trevor and Emma head into the lab. I watch her work with awe. The bond has allowed me to feel her all the time. It's interesting to see her relax and feel the relief and joy she has as she walks into work this morning. There is also this underlying need that rolls through her occasionally. I’m not sure she's even aware of it. The response is similar to when a wolf goes into heat.

I continue to stalk her from across the room and her reaction each time the need washes over her. I don't think she realizes her physiological shift. I'm taking in every inch of her change, cataloging her beauty. Her mossy green eyes are so dark with lust. Her breasts appear fuller. Her body is flushed.

“Emma?”

“Huh?”

“Why don't you come to the office really quick?” I ask, moving closer to her. The desire in our bond seems to ignite as my body crowds her against the lab counter, pushing my groin into her ass.

“Give me just a minute, Hunter,” she says in a soft breathy moan.

“I’m not sure you have a minute baby.” I nip at the corner of her neck.

Her head falls back against my chest as she temporarily forgets what she was doing and lets my mouth explore, licking and sucking along her long column .

“Hunter, I’m so close to finalizing this—” her words fall off as I bite down on my mark. The room almost perfumes with her lust as she lets my arms hold her up and play along her body.

“Office now, sweet girl,” I growl

As we walk into her office, I scoop her up in my arms, her legs naturally wrap around my waist, and I carry her to the large oak desk. I set her down, and her hands quickly work down the buttons on my shirt. I let her. Then she drags those dainty fingers up my stomach, my abs contract at the contact. Her face is a mix of pleasure and awe. I pull her up to stand and make quick work removing her clothes, letting her sit back down on the desk completely naked and at my disposal.

“Take my pants off.”

Her green eyes are full of heat as she works on the buckle, and I help her wiggle them over my thighs, pushing my briefs down as well. Her small hands wrap around my cock and slowly start to stroke, feeling her desire and the pulse that seemed to only grow stronger. I push her back on the desk, and a slight tremor works through her body. The room is flooded with the energy of our mate bond as I notch my large head to her entrance.

“Hunter…” her voice is a soft gasp.

“Watch how well you take me, Mate. ” My wolf’s growl has me realizing he is a part of this. My eyes shift, letting him fully take her in as we slowly stretch her wider.

“Oh God! Hunter, please!”

Without warning or hesitation, I push into her quickly. She shifts from the intrusion, but I pull her hips up towards me. Seated deeply inside her, I clench my jaw as I begin my slow, punishing pace. I grab her breasts, pulling at them and teasing her tight nipples. The sound of our pants saturates the room. “You're going to come on this cock, Emma.”

I rub at her clit and pinch her nipple. She throws her head back as her scream crescendos. I know Trevor heard that. Fuck. I bet anyone outside heard her release. I pull her body up off the desk and against mine.

I continue to slam into her, chasing my release while holding her. Finally, I whisper against her throat, “ Mine. My Mate. ” My canines descend, and I bite her hard again as my knot lodges into her entrance. She screams, and the mate bond once again explodes through the room. Her sounds have me moaning against her soft skin and pulling her impossibly closer to me, tilting her hips up. Making sure she can feel every bit of what she's done to me as I pour into her.

That magical feeling fills the room once more. The world seems to fall away as I sit with her in the chair. She leans heavily into me, and her fingers rub slowly through my hair at the base of my neck.

Reverently, I brush the few curls out of her face. She's shy now, her body soft and flush as I run my hands down her bare back.

She rests her head on my shoulder, “I love you, Hunter.”

The sun could never shine again, and I would live in the fullness of her light.

“Perfect fucking mate.” Kissing the top of her head, I say, “I love you too, sweet girl.”

Pulling her body flush to mine, I sit back in the mahogany chair. Her tits rub my bare chest as my hand slides between us. The sensation has her moaning into my ear, which has my body ready for round two.

“We really should’ve stayed home today. I want to have you again and again until you can't walk. Until you can't see straight. Until your body weeps with my cum.”

“Hunter, oh god.” I gently pump into her. Her body is rocking to get the friction she needs at her center.

“Mmmm, that's right, take what you need.” Her next orgasm is quick. She is quieter about this one, pressing her mouth to my neck, and she bites down hard. Her teeth break the skin, the sensation so overwhelming I feel myself spill into her again. A warmth spreads through my body. She’s claiming me in a way I didn't know I fucking needed. She sucks softly at the spot before smiling timidly at me, kissing her nose softly. I pull her head back down to my chest, savoring this moment.

I run my hands down her back, through her soft curls, as we sit and soak in all the magic of this moment. “I can’t wait to see you swollen with my baby.”

She laughs and swats playfully at my chest, “Be careful there, big guy. I think you have a breeding kink.”

I laugh, “I fucking do. I just love you and would love little Emma’s or Hunter’s.”

She smiles against my chest, and I feel a comfortable warmth seep through our shared emotional connection. “I’d like that too,” she finally says.

The moment is punctuated by the sharp sound of monitors going off. Her eyes connect with mine in urgency. “Oh, no.” She whispers as she presses up.

“What the fuck is that?”

Her small form starts running around the room, collecting her clothes and pulling them on. “That's the sound of someone's heart monitor no longer receiving information.”

“Amy?” I whisper.

She’s pulling her top on, panic evident in her body language.

I pull my jeans up just as there is a knock on the door. Trevor's voice carries through the wood, “Boss, it's Amy. I've lost a heartbeat.”

“Oh god!” Emma's plea is not one of lust and passion but of pain. She starts speaking as she moves towards the door. “I know the antidote isn’t ready… Stay? Stay here. With me, please.” Her soft green eyes catch mine, “I can't do this alone. If I lose her—” The sheer dismay coming through our bond has me pulling her into a tight embrace.

“Breathe. I'm not going anywhere. I made promises earlier of taking you repeatedly, and I plan to see those promises through. As soon as we help Amy.” The teasing lilt seems to calm her, but only slightly. She nods into my chest. I hear her breath in my scent.

Kissing the top of her head. “Come on, Doctor.”

She walks into Amy’s room, and Trevor is already performing CPR on Amy. Her big eyes turn to me.

“Trevor, continue doing what you're doing, Hunter; please help him.” I nod as I watch her walk out of the room.

Trevor gives me some instructions, “Okay, place your hands here. I will have you do the compressions for a minute, and I'll pump the oxygen in.” Nodding, I start with a firm compression against my friend's chest.

Emma enters the room again with a large syringe in hand. “This is a shot of adrenaline. It's a natural hormone that's released in response to stress. When injected, it rapidly reverses the effects of anaphylaxis.” She places the syringe into the tubing near Amy’s wrist and slowly presses it in. Amy hasn’t had a heartbeat in at least two minutes, and I'm guessing we are quickly running out of time.

She pulls the syringe out and slowly backs up, watching her closely. While I can't stop watching Emma. The feeling of her pain is almost overwhelming me. Then something happens. Something I wasn't expecting, Amy’s monitor begins beeping once more.

“Oh, God!” Emma’s hands cover her mouth. As I pull a blanket up over Amy’s body, Trevor checks her blood pressure.

“She’s stable.”

Thank fuck.

A sense of incapacitating panic fills my body as I follow Emma into the lab. Just after she gets through the doors, she doubles over in pain and begins to cry. “He’s such a fucking bastard,” the pain and tears morph into rage and anger. Her eyes shoot up to mine, “Why is he doing this to me, my friends, our pack.”

I don’t waste another second and quickly pull her into my arms. I hate that she feels this way, that she has gone through so much already. “Tell me what you need right now.”