49. Jasper

Chapter forty-nine

Jasper

R eina turns from me and dashes into the trees. My body trembles as I restrain myself, giving her a proper head start. Her ass jiggles as she leaps over a fallen log and then disappears between golden branches.

Ten, eleven, twelve, I count to myself, keeping my focus on waiting, on giving her a chance. It'll be no fun if I snatch her up in seconds…then again, burying my straining cock deep inside her would satiate this primal claiming greed that makes my blood run hot.

Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen. My clenched fists shake and I tune my ears to that of the wolf, listening for my prey. She's still running, fast and flat out, but she's not far enough away that I can't catch her in moments.

Twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, I count, gritting my teeth against the feral urge to rut her senseless and fill her with my cum. I envision myself tackling her to the ground and forcing her face into the dirt with a fistful of her hair to hold onto as I pound into her from behind. She'll scream, and drool, and pant, and beg as I make her come again, and again.

My body jerks from the ground and I charge forward, following the scent of her arousal. I leap over the fallen log and land with sure feet. My pursuit is relentless, instinct overtaking thoughts as I move to fulfill our mating and finalize our bond to reunite our souls.

I stop as I notice her scent coming from two different directions. I follow the fainter one for a moment and stop at a small aspen tree. There on the bark is a smear of glistening arousal.

"Clever girl," I trill low in my chest as I lick it off and follow the stronger scent.

She's planted several more of these distractions, but I ignore them as I close in on her. I can hear her breathing now, and smell just how terrified and excited she is. I bite my lip, tasting the bitter tang of the paint she's left there. Soon, all I'll taste is her gorgeous pussy.

She giggles and I catch a flash of her golden hair.

Mine.

I surge after her, closing the distance in seconds. She glances over her shoulder and squeaks in fear, then laughs again and pushes faster. Her powerful thighs flex as she runs from me, and I take a gratifying few seconds to just observe, basking in her glory.

Saliva pools in my mouth and I lunge for her, wrapping my arms around her waist. I spin us, defusing some of the momentum before dragging her down to the ground. She rolls onto her belly and digs her fingers into the dirt as she tries to pull away. I bite into the meat of her ass, not breaking skin, but asserting myself, willing her to surrender to me. She kicks her legs with a delightful squeal. She sounds like soft prey, and I dominate her as such, pulling her legs on either side of my hips.

The tip of my cock brushes against her hot, wet center and she squirms, fighting me harder. She twists and throws a fistful of dirt that hits my face. I cough, loosing my grip on her just enough. She scrambles out of my hold and takes off again, tripping and stumbling. I wipe the grit from my eyes with a grin.

I dig my claws into the earth and sprint forward like a beast. I leap onto her back and spin us toward the ground again. She wiggles and pulls on my arms, then lurches forward, grabbing onto a nearby branch for leverage. I hold her hips and thrust up into her. My cock slides through her slick center, but misses her opening. Reina moans and pulls away from me.

I growl and thrust harder, trying to get her down onto my painfully needy cock. She gets her feet under her and tries to stand, but she's fighting against my full body weight pulling her back down. I use her next attempt to escape to pull myself up behind her.

I tighten her hips against mine and wrap my arm under her belly to reach her opening. Her feet dangle off the ground and she kicks her legs, still holding desperately to the tree branch as if she can get away if she just pulls hard enough.

My fingers stroke across her clit and the head of my cock. I pull back and line myself up with her opening. She wraps her legs around my hips, pushing her heels into my back.

Finally, surrender.

Mine.

She releases the branch as I thrust. The momentum of her upper body swinging between my legs throws me forward. I suck in a surprised gasp as I catch myself with one hand just before I crush her against the roots of the tree. She releases her legs and drops to the ground, then crawls out from under me, laughing the whole way.

I whirl around and capture her again easily. I grab a fistful of her hair and bend her over, pushing her face into the dirt. I cage her in with my thighs and lick the sweat from the small of her back. She whimpers, pushing her ass up and back.

I fist my dick and press my head against her swollen sex. The tip of my cock tingles against her hot cunt and I groan, barely restraining myself. I don't want to hurt her delicate human body with my vicious rutting.

"Do it," she moans, pushing back onto me.

My cock slips inside her an inch. Bliss radiates up my body at the joining. My hand flexes against her scalp and I thrust into her with a hard, ruthless strike. The slap of our hips is punctuated by a hiccupping moan from Reina that urges me on. I slide my other hand from her hip to her clit and begin to stroke her in time with my thrusts.

She pushes back to meet me, her arms shaking on either side of her head. I kiss her back with a rough, open mouth, flashing fangs and licking tongue. More. I need more of her taste.

I pull my fingers from her clit and suck them into my mouth with a groan. "You're mine. Every bit of you."

"Not yet," she says, breathy and close to coming.

I slide my hand from her hair down her back, preparing to grab her hips and buck into her until she screams. Reina's hands glow blue and she pushes forward, sliding off me and into the dirt yards away. My cock is left cold and throbbing in the autumn chill. She climbs to her feet while I kneel there, stunned, cock dripping.

She looks back at me with an impish grin, then puts on another burst of speed. I chase her again, delighting in her resistance.

Strong mate, so strong. A good mate.

The dirt underfoot is damp and the scent of water makes my selkie thrill. Reina barely evades me as she runs down the slope of a hill toward a large, glittering lake. She leaps into the water and ripples scatter from the impact as she goes under.

She can't swim, my rational mind screams, and I dive after her. When the bubbles clear, she grins at me, her white-painted lips spread wide. Suddenly, blue runes flare to light across her ribs, wrists, and ankles. Slits open along her chest and dark skin grows between her fingers and toes.

She lets out all of her air underwater and I grab her waist, prepared to drag her back to the surface, but she stops me, shaking her head. Her eyes fall shut and she opens her mouth, taking in a deep mouthful of water. She convulses, holding tight to my arms, and panic sets in, dousing my rutting need.

But then she opens her eyes and smiles at me. I run my finger over the slits on her ribs. Water warmed from her body pushes out as her chest falls. My lungs burn as I watch her breathe.

She grins again and kicks her feet, swimming away.

She's still running.

Catch her! Rut her! My selkie roars back to the forefront.

I transform, keeping my upper half as a man. I flip my powerful tail and surge after her. She's not nearly fast enough. Moonslight shines down on her tanned skin, making her glow red and silver. The taste of her arousal in the water slides through my gills and pushes me faster.

Mate her! Claim her!

My cock, newly hard after the scare of her possible drowning, presses against the seam of my protective pouch. I catch her by the foot and yank her back. She twists in the water, turning to face me as I pull her legs around my tail. She digs her hands into my hair and kisses me. Her lips are hot, soft, and everything I want.

I grip her ass, my nails pressing into her silky skin, and grind her against my bulging slit. Her moans rumble around me, enveloping me. She pulls back from the kiss and blinks slowly, a protective sheen over her eyes, just like a selkie's. Her fingers trace my cheek to my ear, then up to my hair, her gaze following the touch. Then her eyes locks on mine.

"I want all of you," she says in selkie. "Show me."

All of me. She wants to see my full selkie form. My cock is monstrously different enough, but to see all of me? The scales that pepper my cheeks, chest, and sides. The thicker skin that wards off cold and predators' teeth. My claws. My fangs. Not only will she find me disgusting, but if I try to mate her in that form, I will bite her.

"I'll hurt you, my soul."

"That's what healing magic is for," she says in ethereal Fynish, then kisses me tenderly. "Show me the monster you want to hide, so I can love all of you the way you deserve."