Jaxon Spencer vs. Catherine 'Kate' Stevens

Pix: A warrior and her rogue

Video: Water by Tyla

Dedicated to all lovers of smut

Merry Christmas!

***

"What did you just say?" It was a whisper, but Philip could hear the shock and disbelief in Stan's voice. "Are you shitting me right now?"

"Unfortunately no," Philip rubbed his eyes as he switched his phone to his other hand.

"What the fuck!" Stan exploded.

"Calm down." Philip sounded stressed.

"How the fuck do you expect me to be calm?" he growled.

"Well, you just have to because you know what this means."

"It means he should have been taken the fuck out the very moment he was caught." He sounded livid.

"That would have deprived Kate of her..."

"She would have been better off not knowing her mate if it's that buffoon," Stan growled, cutting Philip off.

"You don't mean that, bruv. Chill the fuck out," Philip growled right back. "I'm only telling you this so that you can prepare your mate before you get back."

"This is going to be difficult, Lip."

"I know. Trust me, I'm dreading telling Paige, but I must at some point."

"Oh shit, Slip is going to flip," Stan gasped. "I'd kill to see her reaction," he chuckled despite himself. "Let me get there before you tell her, please."

"You're an idiot," Philip laughed. "I predict she will be very calm. We did spare Amber, after all."

"You have a point there. But I still want to see that initial expression," Stan said with so much glee it was almost as though he wasn't the same person who had been fuming moments earlier. "He did shoot her, after all."

"How about I organize a Zoom call for that breaking news?" The alpha couldn't mask the naughty amusement in his voice.

"Yes!" Stan sounded as if he was jumping for joy. "Her reaction is the only fun thing I'm going to get out of all this, so I can't miss it. But seriously, something has to give, Lip. That dipshit can't get away with the shit that he's done."

"That's for the elders to decide."

"What is Jer saying about this?" Stan asked.

"He's ready to pull rank in favour of Jaxon."

"Fuck!" Stan bellowed.

"Think he wants to risk going back to the Fort?" Philip drawled. Everyone recalled how Luna had punished Jeremy by condemning him topurgatory, the highest form of punishment. And that was because Jeremy had despised Luna's choice of mate for him and rebelled by treating Ryan cruelly. "I sure as fuck wouldn't wanna. So I'm with Jer on this. Better work on your mate. I will send a Zoom invite."

"Alright."

"Regards to Will."

"Yeah, give Troy a kiss on the arse for me."

"Fuck off," but even as the alpha hung up, he couldn't help his smile. He was optimistic that it would all work out in the end.

The beautiful thing about the Stanwood Pack was that they really cared about each other's happiness. Most packs practiced the authoritarian system, but Stanwood was like a family. Because they cared about each other, it was easy to get people to accept to do the right thing. They did have their disagreement, arguments, and even fights but ultimately, they all wanted the best for one another. No one would want to stand in the way of Kate's happiness no matter who her mate was or what he had done.

As Philip sent out the meeting invites, he couldn't help his amused chuckle. The alpha couldn't wait to see his sister's face when he dropped the bombshell that the person who shot her was going to walk.

"This is going to be good..."

***

Jaxon wiped the aftershave off his face and admired his handiwork. He certainly looked good. He'd given himself a much-needed haircut and a proper shave. He was happy with the outcome. Jaxon had always been his own barber which people found difficult to believe. As he had no choice but to cut his own hair as a kid, he became a pro at giving himself flattering haircuts. When there is no money to spare, you learn to do shit for yourself he thought as he applied some deodorant spray.

He'd had a good night's sleep. It seemed like ages since he'd enjoyed the luxury of a comfortable bed. He sure was grateful for the upgrade. Jaxon hoped Kate had a good sleep too. She'd told him about her inability to sleep since he marked her. A mark he didn't even remember giving her. That silly wolf! From all that had happened to Kate the day before, she was bound to sleep off as soon as her head touched her pillow.

Besides the fact that she hadn't slept for days, she was fatigued from her trip, had cried so much the day before, and had finally gotten a much-needed sexual release. That would drain anyone, Jaxon thought. He wouldn't be surprised if Kate was unable to wake up in time for her meeting that morning. He hated that he had to wait till noon to see her but he understood that she had obligations. Jaxon actually felt giddy at the thought of seeing her.

"Fuck, you're whipped," he mumbled, his expression a cross between amusement and surprise. He never dreamt that he could adore a person that much, or anyone could make him feel like he mattered, or was cherished in spite of his flaws, or that he... Jaxon was startled out of his musings when he heard the main door opening. He sniffed the air and felt his eyes shift and his mouth water. Only one person had that unique scent that made his blood boil and his dick hard within mere seconds. "But she said..."

With just a towel around his waist, Jaxon started for the room. What was Kate doing there at that time, he wondered. It was a few minutes after six a.m. What happened to the early morning meeting she'd told him about? She was supposed to be done by eleven so he was expecting to see her around noon.

"Kate?" Jaxon called out as he entered the room. "I thought you said..." but he trailed off when his eyes landed on his beautiful mate.

Kate stood in the middle of the room with a look of hunger and determination. In a long white sophisticated leather coat, white wrap-up heels, and a classy chic ponytail, she looked very elegant and sexy. Jaxon couldn't help but feel a surge of desire course through him as he caught Kate's gaze. The way her eyes dilated, like twin pools of molten desire as they traced every contour of his near-naked body, sent shivers down his spine. It was as if she wanted to eat him up. He could smell her need...so hot and sweet. The air between them crackled with an electric tension, a silent invitation that begged to be explored.

Kate's reaction to the sight of Jaxon was as if she had been dealt a physical blow. Her breath caught and her heart lurched with longing as her entire body responded with a rush of lust. She had always admired his striking features but his current appearance made him look sinfully handsome. He exuded an irresistible allure that made him undeniably seductive. And he was all hers. At least for now.

"I love it when you look at me like that," Jaxon murmured roughly, heatedly.

"How am I looking at you?" she breathed. He wasn't even touching her yet she could feel her nipples hardening almost painfully and her juices flowing just from his voice and proximity.

"Like you want to eat me alive, but you don't know whether to use a spoon, fork, or chopsticks."

"I won't be able to concentrate on anything if I don't have you, Jax," Kate breathed as she allowed her coat to drop from her shoulders to pool around her feet. Her need was like a physical ache, pulsing through her veins with a fervour that demanded attention. She was determined to soothe that ache.

Under the jacket, she wore a mini, coffee brown, cargo skirt that showed off her charming legs, with a sleeveless white shirt that had a deep V-neck and was held together by a tiny knot under her breasts. The show of her bare stomach was damn sexy but not as hot as her perfect cleavage with a hint of those beautiful breasts. If smelling her hadn't gotten Jaxon fully erect, seeing all that sexiness on display got him there fast. He could feel the hunger for her rising so sharp and fast it nearly overwhelmed him. He wanted her like he wanted his next breath.

"I need you." Kate couldn't mask the pleading in her eyes and voice as she started towards Jaxon who hadn't moved from where he stood. His scent wrapped around her, made her drunk on the need to touch him, taste him. She swallowed hard as her eyes ran over his virile stunning body. "God, you're sexy," she breathed, reaching out to touch him.

At her touch, Jaxon shuddered, the deep groan of pleasure that rumbled in his throat washing over Kate. She ran her fingers over his chest and tantalizing six-pack, loving the feel of the hard muscles beneath her palm. When her wandering hand got to the edge of the tented towel wrapped around Jaxon, Kate tugged it open and allowed it to drop. She couldn't curb her involuntary gasp when her eyes fell on her mate's thickly veined length. She licked her lips and swallowed hard, feeling herself get wetter.

That was the first time she was focusing on Jaxon's manhood as she had been far too preoccupied to fully appreciate its magnificence during their previous encounter in the confines of the dungeon. His throbbing cock stood proudly, a testament to his virility. Its girth and length were truly captivating, a sight that left her breathless with anticipation. Kate's breath grew shallow, each inhalation becoming more urgent as if her lungs were craving the intoxicating air that surrounded her. As if she couldn't help herself, her fingers descended, curling around the pulsing length. She moaned when she felt it quivering in her palm. She heard a sound from Jaxon and looked up to lock gazes with him. Then with deliberated sensuality, Kate stroked the heavy length from root to tip.

"Fuck!" Jaxon groaned as his eyes fluttered shut. Kate took in the way her mate's cheeks were flushed and his lower lip was caught so sexily between his teeth and thought she'd never seen a hotter man. "Kate..." he husked, thrusting his cock shamelessly into her palm. "You know we could get interrupted, right?"

"Would that bother you?"

"I don't think I can stop once I start fucking you." He opened his eyes to stare intently at Kate, the desire in his eyes, mirrored in hers. "And I don't give a fuck who comes here because I can't think of anything capable of stopping me once I'm inside you." He went on roughly. "If you think that would be a problem for you, then we shouldn't start." His voice had gentled but still had a rough edge as if it was a struggle for him to contain himself.

To answer his question, Kate descended to her knees before Jaxon with slow, sensual grace. And with her smoldering eyes still locked on his, she flicked her wet tongue against the head of his already leaking cock.

"Fuck..." Jaxon's voice was a dark, sexy rumble, his whole body trembling in reaction. And when those hot lips sealed around the head and began to suck, his knees buckled. "Sweet heavens!" His groan was more of a prayer than a curse. But for the wall behind him, he would have fallen.

Jaxon reached down to grab Kate's ponytail, controlling her head such that just the head of his cock remained in her mouth. He watched her through hooded eyes, communicating with those eyes. Kate understood what he wanted. She began to bob her head, her lips bumping over the sensitive rim, stimulate Jaxon like he'd never been.

"Yes, right there..." His groans of pleasure only encouraged her to suck harder and move faster.

Jaxon was enjoying the wet friction on his sensitive head until Kate suddenly took half of his length deep into her throat in a smooth motion. His head spun. Shit! It would be humiliating as fuck for him to lose it mere seconds into a blowjob, he thought, whispering a heated curse. He was definitely not prepared for that disgrace. When Kate felt the sudden loss of the velvety flesh in her mouth, her eyes which had been shut, opened in surprised. The next instant, she found her back pinned to the wall by an over-six-foot-tall of incredibly hot male body. She gasped.

"You have such delicious, sexy lips," Jaxon breathed huskily. Then his mouth was desperately seeking hers.

Kate hooked her legs around Jaxon's waist and her arms around his neck as he plundered her mouth passionately. Kissing her meant her mark was being stimulated and that sent waves of pleasure cascading through Kate's body, igniting a fire within her that made her even more desperate for her mate. As they kissed, Jaxon deftly tore off her thong, and flung it away.

'What do you have against panties?' Kate asked on their mind-link, amused but too aroused to laugh.

"You bothered to wear one, why?" Jaxon broke off the kiss and murmured, his lips moving to her neck. "With what you had in mind, that flimsy thing you call a pantie shouldn't have been there." His tongue swiped against her neck, its rough texture generating so much pleasure Kate trembled.

"I wear panties when I'm going to work, Jax," Kate mewled, tilting her head to the side and exposing the vulnerable curve of her neck to give that wonderful mouth better access.

"Looks like you missed your way," Jaxon whispered huskily, scraping his teeth over her neck in a slow dangerous gesture.

"Ohhh, Jax..." Kate shuddered as Jaxon mouth not only sent her body into wonderful chaos, but her mind as well.

"You taste damn good, Kate," Jaxon rasped, rubbing the head of his throbbing hardness against her drenched slit. "So wet," he groaned. "I can't promise to be tender this first time." The soft rasp in his voice and the feel of his fingers on her was driving Kate insane.

"I don't care," she whimpered in arousal. "Just give it to me, please," she breathed, loving the feel of her mate's hot hard cock at her wet entrance.

"Good. 'Cause you're getting dicked down."

"Shit, when you talk like that..." Kate gave a breathless moan. That bad boy attitude of Jaxon's...his choice of words, sexy nonchalance, voice, and that smoldering look in his eyes anytime he delivered such naughty words, never ceased to drive her crazy. "Fuck me."

Jaxon didn't need further prompting. With a firm grip on her buttocks, he tilted her until the flared head of his cock slipped inside her. Then came the hard part...the length which was thicker than the head. Jaxon knew he had to go slow in order not to hurt Kate but it was damn difficult. A shocking mixture of anxiety, overwhelming need, and desperation rushed through him as he began to slowly impale her, inch by hot, thick inch, his body shaking with the effort of holding back. The feel of Kate's sweet, tight warmth sheathing him was unlike anything he'd ever felt.

Kate groaned at the feel of that girth stretching her walls, her toes curled and rippling tingles spread through her as her body adjusted to his size. She released a shaky breath when Jaxon finally bottomed out. He was so thick and so deep sweat misted her skin.

"Oh god..."

"Shit, you feel so good," Jaxon groaned, his face pressed against Kate's temple. He was breathing hard, trying to hold on to some control. Kate didn't need him to be a raving sex maniac who fucked her into oblivion, but Jaxon could feel the little control he had slipping. He knew he could not do much about that which scared him. He gripped her hips so tightly, it almost hurt. Then he lifted her off his length until only the head remained. "I'm sorry..." with that guttural apology, he drew Kate onto his full length in a quick smooth move, plunging in deep and hard.

Kate cried out at the sudden invasion as her nerves screamed at the heady sensation of being stretched to her limits. She instinctively tried to squirm away to escape the burning stretch from the engorged intruder but couldn't.

"Where're you trying to go, huh?" Came a voice that sounded more animal than human, the grip on her tightening.

"Christ, Jaxon..." Her words were a shuddery sigh. She tried to relax her muscles but ended up tightening up on him instead.

"Shit, if you get any tighter on me I'm going to fucking die," Jaxon growled. Then he began to move at an angle that caused his cock to hit a spot inside her. And that was when everything changed.

"What the..." Kate gasped as that fleeting discomfort instantly morphed into a blend of pleasure and pressure, spreading incredible sensations throughout her body. And Jaxon kept hitting that spot. "Oh god, oh god, oh god..."

The sensitive tissues inside her rippled greedily around him, begging for the hard-driving thrust of his cock. Sharp pleasure sparked in her belly and glowed outward as her muscles relaxed around him, going liquid. Her mouth fell open and eyes widened in awe as Jaxon thrust into her in long, driving strokes. She was adrift now in a pleasure that threatened to consume her.

Seeking that elusive end, Jaxon thrust his hips rhythmically, his breath powering out of his lungs with every plunge of his hips. He'd never felt anything that mind-blowingly wonderful. With his head thrown back in delirious erotic abandon and face contorted with blissed-out effort, he jammed her hips down his length, fucking into her relentlessly, pumping faster, and sending sensations she had never felt through her.

Those sensations tore through her like a blast of heat, causing the muscles of her core to tighten around the plunging hardness deliciously. Kate felt like she was drowning in a sea of pure bliss as Jaxon's desperation fueled hers. Every touch, every stoke, every word sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. It was as if a symphony of desire played within her and her body had no choice but to dance to the euphoric strings. It was that good.

Kate gave a strangled cry when Jaxon began to rotate his hips, rubbing the crown of his cock against that aching spot inside her while grinding his groin against her clit. A move that triggered the sweet beginnings of orgasm. The warrior's senses were overloaded by the rogue's scent, the heat of his hard body, and the feel of his cock stroking inside her. She was surrounded by him, filled with him, and blissfully possessed in every way. That sweet rush built... expanding with such speed it shook Kate.

"I'm so close, Jaxon..." Her nails raked Jaxon's back and drew blood as she trembled in eagerness for that ultimate pinnacle of carnal satisfaction, a release so desperately yearned for.

Kate watched Jaxon's face, saw the raw ecstasy on his handsome face and felt something bloom inside her. Something that she couldn't decipher, something that she couldn't suppress, something that caused an almost electric tingle to spread throughout her body and with it, a feeling of complete submission which shocked her. All things being equal, a warrior would never submit to a rogue. But Kate knew deep down that it was out of her hands. She already saw Jaxon as her mate in every sense of the word and was ready to accept all that went with it. To the death!

"Jax," Kate whimpered shakily when she felt the cock inside her begin to swell. Jaxon opened his eyes then, baring himself to his mate. His eyes did not only look glazed with pleasure, but were also amber. His wolf was right there at the surface. "Hey..." She threaded her fingers in his hair and locked gazes with him. They could both feel it. That intensely exquisite moment before a rapturous explosion. "Thank you," she whispered just as she felt Jaxon begin to jerk inside her, bathing her in the warm wash of his essence.

And even as Jaxon roared his pleasure, Kate unraveled in his arms, crying out as her body convulsed with release. All the competing emotions that had been running through her over the weeks...fear, misery, pain, uncertainty, lust, joy, and pleasure, coalesced into one breathtaking, exploding fireball of ecstasy so intense and amazing she zoned out. When she felt his lips on hers, tongue demanding entrance, she surrendered to his kiss which only intensified her pleasure and prolonged her orgasm.

Kate felt Jaxon moving as her wrung-out body shook with aftershocks but didn't care where he was taking her. When she felt the cool sheets beneath her, she opened her eyes and wondered why he had placed her on the edge of the bed. Then she saw him going on his knees between her legs and knew exactly what he had in mind. Oh shit!

"Jaxon?" Kate called out shakily but he didn't respond. "Oh god," she moaned when she felt her thighs being pushed apart.

For a moment, Jaxon simply stared transfixed by the sight before him, drinking in the sheer eroticism and beauty of her most intimate treasure. He felt his mouth water, aching to taste the succulent delight before him. The mere thought of tasting her ignited a primal hunger deep within. He felt excitement coursing through his veins, felt his senses heighten, and anticipation building with each passing moment.

"I want to taste you so desperately, Kate." She heard his low growl an instant before his mouth was upon her.

All it took was one gentle stroke of his rough tongue against her swollen sensitive clit. Kate came completely undone, spiraling straight to heaven. The intensity and unexpectedness left her gasping in shock. Her hands gripped his hair as she convulsed ecstatically in fierce tremors. And even as those orgasmic sensations tore through her, Jaxon drew on her quivering clit with steady rhythmic suctions.

"What are you doing to me?" Kate cried out as her senses reeled but her mate was on a mission.

She was soaked with Jaxon's essence but he didn't seem to care. He worked her swollen clit with relish, tonguing and sucking it until Kate exploded again and again. Her throat was hoarse from screaming so much from pleasure. When her orgasms began to roll into each other, Kate feared she would pass out. She had never experienced such prolonged ecstasy.

"No more, Jax," she sobbed, trying to push Jaxon's head away from her. "Please." But Jaxon's responds to her plea was to get to his feet, line his cock with her now dripping opening, and gently push into her overstimulated channel. "Oh my god..." Kate gave a breathless cry, her eyes wild and hot from the feel of the cock filling her silky core.

"I told you I can't stop once I start," he breathed, staring down at her with savage intensity. He hooked one of her legs over his shoulder even as he undid the knot that tied her shirt together to release her breasts. "Damn, these are just..." the reverence in his eyes said it all. Her luscious boobs captivated his gaze and set his senses ablaze. "Brace yourself." With that husky warning, he captured one pebbled nipple in his mouth.

"Ahh fuck..." Kate moaned, her hands moving to tightly grasp his head to hold him to that taut flesh.

Jaxon began with a delicate touch, tracing sensuous circles with his tongue over that sensitive peak, his movements sending thrills throughout her body. Then he began to give tender nibbles, igniting a delicious slither of pleasure which drew passionate moans from Kate. Then Jaxon changed to long, hard pulls that left Kate crying out and writhing in ecstasy. When she began to move her hips, rutting uncontrollably against Jaxon, he chuckled.

'I thought you wanted no more,' he teased on their mind-link as he began to move slowly in her silky softness.

'Shut up and fuck me.'

Jaxon did exactly that. With his mouth rhythmically and deliciously tugging on her nipple, he slid deeper and pounded harder. And Kate succumbed to the delectable pleasure he bestowed upon her.

For hours, furious sounds of sex filled the room as the rogue and his lady got to know each other intimately by fucking their brains out. Jaxon was a beast! And Kate matched his ardour. It wasn't clear whether the stamina they had was due to the fact that they didn't want to waste a moment of their time together or they simply couldn't keep their hands off each other. They fucked, drank some water, and then fucked some more. It didn't look like Kate even remembered she had a meeting. Being with each other in that bubble trumped any other thing.

***

Ryan stared from his mate to the alpha of the pack with a frown. He really couldn't tell whether they were being serious or playing a prank on him. Those two were good at tricking people to get their way. They had been doing that since they were toddlers, he'd been told. He watched as both men went to the bar to pour themselves some juice, his look one of distrust. Still looking at them, Ryan took a seat on one of the plush couches in his living room and cleared his throat.

"Both of you have made it pretty clear how you feel about Jaxon," Ryan said. "And you expect me to trust you enough to allow you to go and speak to him? Alone?" His smirk made his mate smile.

"Come on, Ryan I'm being truthful," Philip said with a straight face. "The elders did task me to speak to him and judge for myself his level of sanity or lack thereof. I'm only asking Jer to accompany me."

"Why?" Ryan folded his arms across his chest with a scowl. He didn't trust his mate.

"Rogues are pros when it comes to riling people up," Philip sounded almost bored. "I need Jeremy with me because I know he can stop me if I get the urge to bash the idio...Jaxon's head in."

Ryan let out an incredulous laugh. "Jeremy? You expect me to believe that Jeremy would stop anyone from killing Jaxon? I was there when he told everyone that if Jaxon is seen anywhere outside his cell, he was fair game."

Philp turned to look at his friend and boss. "You haven't told him."

"Nope." Jeremy's eyes twinkled with amusement.

"Told me what?" Ryan's eyes moved from one to the other.

"That even if the elders condemn Jaxon, he's going to pull rank and decree that he's free," Philip smirked.

"Really?" Ryan gasped, the scowl and mistrust on his face instantly morphing into irrepressible love and joy as he looked at his amused mate. "You didn't tell me," he whispered as he left his seat and started towards his mate.

"Think I'd risk my nooners?" Jeremy chuckled as he enveloped Ryan in an embrace. "I know that's the right thing to do," he murmured, pressing a kiss to Ryan's temple.

'I love you.' It was whispered on the mind-link of the alpha of alphas which brought smile to his lips.

"I love you more, mate," Jeremy responded out loud as he released Ryan. "So when can we go and see him?" he asked.

"Well, mum is scheduled to visit him tomorrow morning so I will let you know when he will be available," Ryan said with mock seriousness, going back to his seat.

"What is he now? Royalty?" Jeremy sneered.

"Or some frigging CEO whom we need an appointment to see?" Philip scoffed.

"You know we can barge in there if we want to, right?" Jeremy scowled.

"If you can break my warding, be my guest." Ryan threw his mate a challenging look.

"Why can't we see him today?" Philip groaned.

"I think he should spend the day with Kate." Ryan shrugged.

"You mean you want them to fuck?" Jeremy growled.

"I really don't think he deserves to get his rocks off after what he did," Philip added with a frown.

"You sure that's the real reason?" Ryan murmured with an amused look. He knew his mate and the alpha just hated the idea of Jaxon having sex with Kate. Male wolves hated it when outsiders came for their bitches. It was a wolf thing. Besides, those two saw Kate as their kid sister and brothers typically despised the idea of some wacko dude getting frisky with their sister. "I did kinda cockblock him last night so I want to make up for it."

"You don't have to," Philip said with a hopeful look which made Ryan dissolve into laughter.

"Can't stand the thought of someone doing the nasty with your sister, huh?" Ryan laughed even harder when the two grunted with disgust. "He's been a perfect gentleman so far," Ryan added. "I'd say your sister is the problem."

"Is that supposed to impress us?" Jeremy drawled even as Philip snorted.

"I expect it to, Jeremy," Ryan crossed his legs. "I recall someone going to the extreme because he couldn't control the pull to sleep with his mate," he said pointedly.

"I'm sorry," Jeremy whispered automatically.

"Just making a point." Ryan waved a hand dismissively, showing that whatever he was referring to wasn't worth thinking about. "The two of you should know how it feels when a mate is found. Jaxon is not a pervert or someone who takes advantage of people. If he were, he'd have had Kate already. And trust me, our Kate wouldn't have stopped him," Ryan said with all seriousness.

"Well, he did mark her so it's only natural she wants to jump his bones," Philip pointed out.

"His level of control is amazing. I left them in that room for hours yesterday and nothing happened."

"Y'all sure he's a rogue?" Jeremy muttered, the surprise in his eyes unmasked.

"He is," Ryan nodded. "Just different I guess. I'm sure you know all you need to know about him from the report."

After learning who Jaxon was to Kate, Philip had insisted on knowing everything there was to know about Jaxon Spencer. He'd had him investigated.

"Yeah, but no matter how accurate that report is, there's no way it could have captured everything as he's a werewolf and a rogue," Philip pointed out. "I'm pretty sure he's done stuff that would blow our minds if we knew about them."

"And y'all don't have any skeletons in your closet, right?" Ryan drawled, giving the two friends a smirk. "He who is without sin..."

Philip turned to Jeremy. "I don't think we can win here." Then to Ryan, he said, "And I'm also pretty sure those two fucked when you left them last night."

"I left with Kate," Ryan countered. "So get your mind out of the gutter."

After the revelation the day before, Ryan had decided that Jaxon didn't need to be in the dungeons anymore. He had appealed to Philip to allow Jaxon to stay in the room instead. The alpha had agreed with a directive to ensure Jaxon stayed in the room. At least until everything was sorted out. Ryan had been happy with that but had remembered what Jeremy had told the others on the day Jaxon had been caught. He had in effect given them the authority to do anything to Jaxon once he was seen outside his cell. Ryan had therefore decided to ward Jaxon's room. It was supposed to keep Jaxon in and everyone else out. Unless Ryan allowed it, no one would be able to enter that room.

Except Kate.

After their dinner the night before, Ryan had advised Kate to go back home and allow things to take the right course. She had told him about their dawn ritual and expressed the desire to continue but Ryan had reminded her that she no longer had to sneak around to meet her mate. He had suggested she rather spend the day with him. Kate had been worried about how Philip, Jeremy, and Stan would react to that but Ryan had assured her that he would handle those men. The lady warrior had been happy and thanked Ryan profusely. She had a meeting with a modeling agency outside the pack house that morning and was due back around noon. Well, that was what he'd overheard her telling Jaxon the night before when she was kissing him good night.

Ryan looked at his watch. It was half past eleven.

"Going somewhere?" Jeremy murmured.

"I have a lecture, remember?" Ryan responded, getting to his feet.

"Isn't that at noon?"

"I'll pass through Jaxon's and then be on my way," He said, stretching. He needed to leave some lunch for him and Kate so that when she eventually came back at noon, they could eat and then spend the day together. Ryan went to give Jeremy a kiss. "See you two later." With that, Ryan left his mate and Philip.

***

"What the..." Ryan gasped when he materialized in Jaxon's room and his eyes landed on the couple busily fucking on the rug right in the middle of the room.

He hadn't bothered to knock because he thought Jaxon was alone. He definitely hadn't expected to see what was going on before him right then. A very naked Kate was on her knees with her chest pressed to the rug, with Jaxon on a knee behind her, fucking into her with ruthless precision. Both seemed to be in the throes of passion if their moans and cries were anything to go by. And from their sweaty bodies and the rumpled state of the bed, it was obvious they'd been at it for a while. Neither even heard his gasp nor sensed his presence. And Ryan was too shocked to leave discreetly as he would have done under normal circumstances.

"You said you'd be back at noon," he screeched.

"Ryan..." Kate opened passion-glazed eyes to look at Ryan. "If this is bothering you, it's your fault," she said breathlessly, her eyelids heavy from irrepressible pleasure. "Feels too good to stop, sorry," she added, not pausing in her erotic movement for even a second. "You should ha...have knocked." Everyone knew how nudity bothered Ryan.

"I wasn't expecting to see you here," he snapped, his face flushed.

"Well, I've...fuck...been here since six this...ahh... six this morning." She said jerkily. Carrying on a normal conversation when she was on the verge of orgasm was damn difficult she thought as she threw that juicy arse back on that cock. "Oh, fuck..." she gasped brokenly when a particular thrust hit that sweet spot inside her. Jaxon stayed right there which had Kate's eyes rolling back in pleasure. She wouldn't have been able to suppress her cries of pleasure even if she'd tried.

Jaxon, on the other hand, didn't even spare Ryan a glance. His eyes stayed glued to Kate's luscious bum, watching himself move in and out of her body with surging thrusts, a sight so captivatingly hot it threatened to destroy his sanity. Jaxon's upper body remained rigid but everything below his waist moved in a sexily skillful pumping motion which had Kate crying out in greedy lust. It was so awesomely erotic. His own ecstatic groans sounded more like feral growls. He wasn't alone.

Werewolves were an exhibitionist species. They didn't give a fuck who watched them fuck. In fact, they basked in the thrill of being seen. Ryan, even though a werewolf, had never been comfortable with that. He felt people needed their privacy when they were being intimate with each other. So he very much wanted to move...to give Kate and Jaxon their privacy. But he felt as if Mother Nature had decided to play a prank on him and turned his feet into tree roots, firmly planted in the ground.

Kate let out a gasp when Jaxon suddenly pulled her up so that her back was pressed against his front. That gasp, however, turned into a cry when Jaxon's fingers sought and found her swollen clit and began to stroke it with speed. "Ahh Jax..." her words became lost in a long, lilting moan, her eyes rolling back as her lids fell closed. "I'm going to..."

And that was when Ryan saw the fangs and amber eyes of the rogue. Jaxon stared directly at him as he tilted Kate's head for a perfect angle. Those eyes, filled with sheer male dominance, challenged Ryan...daring him to stop him. But Ryan didn't have any intention of doing that. After all, he'd already marked her. What was one more? Besides, werewolves were noted for their penchant for biting during good sex. Well, as far as he could tell, the couple was a vision of pure ecstasy. If that wasn't good sex, Ryan didn't know what else was.

Just as Kate's orgasm began to explode within her, Jaxon sank his fangs deep into her neck even as he began to fill her with his hot cum. And that entire time, his fingers strummed that swollen bean between her legs like a guitar, generating sensations that ripped Kate past the fabric of reality and flung her into a world of unimaginable bliss.

Ryan saw the tears running down Kate's face and wondered what emotions Jaxon was releasing through his bite at that moment. When mated couples synced with each other on such a level during sex, they were unable to control their emotions. The biter would relay what they truly felt for their partner through the bite. It was the most intimate of all things werewolf because the biter usually didn't have any control over what they felt at that point. And it was only natural for a partner to lose it when they got hit with all those emotions from their mate. The lady warrior was clearly overwhelmed by whatever her rogue was channeling through his bite.

What Ryan was witnessing at that moment was so beautiful a sight, he felt humbled and awed. Their bodies, entwined in a passionate embrace, was undeniably sexy. And their contrasting skin tones, like a canvas of desire, painted a picture of exquisite beauty. They made a gorgeous couple.

Jaxon and Kate trembled as ecstasy exploded through them. The sounds Kate made were delectable, helpless, and sexy enough to drive a man wild. Through it all, Jaxon kept that silent hold on his mate, channeling his respect, admiration, adoration, and the fact that having her in his life that short while had made his entire existence worthwhile.

From that intimate hold, Kate got to know that her mate felt like the luckiest man on earth to have her in his life no matter how short it was likely to be. He felt grateful that she gave an unworthy person like him an iota of her attention. He thought she was the most amazing person. What shocked Kate the most and completely broke her was when Jaxon conveyed that she had his heart...if she wanted it. It killed her when she felt his hesitation...almost as if he didn't think his heart was worthy enough to be wanted by her. Kate started bawling her eyes out even before Jaxon withdrew his fangs.

He pulled out of her and then turned her around to straddle him. Then he allowed her to cry to her heart's content, whispering sweet nothings to her on their mind-link the entire time. At some point, he released the clasp holding her hair in a ponytail to allow her dark tresses to flow freely at her back. He ran his fingers through it, loving the feel. He loved everything about her.

She was his. His woman. His mate. His fucking Nirvana!

"Are you okay?" Jaxon whispered when Kate eventually quieted down. She could only nod, drowsy with repletion. She was exhausted from the demands he had made on her body and yet exhilarated. "Let's get you into bed," he murmured, getting to his feet with Kate in his arms.

Ryan couldn't help but smile as he watched how Kate snuggled into her mate's chest and turned her face into his neck as he took her to the bed. Jaxon gently placed her in bed, covered her with the comforter, and then finally turned around to give Ryan a tired smile.

"Hey, Ryan."

"Hey yourself." Ryan watched as Jaxon went to the bathroom and came back with a washcloth. "You've been busy."

Jaxon chuckled as he went back to the bed to wipe Kate's face. When he started wiping down her body, Ryan busied himself by covering the dining table with assorted dishes. By the time he was done, Jaxon was back in the bathroom and Kate was out like a light. She was clearly drained.

"Did a number on her, I see," Ryan sighed when Jaxon came back into the room, still naked and still very hard.

"Couldn't help myself, mate," Jaxon shrugged as he grabbed a pair of sweatpants from the closet. "I've never felt anything like this. Look at me." He gestured at his cock. "Is it even normal?" he whispered, pulling on the sweats. "I don't know how to describe it, Ryan." He looked lost in thought. "The feeling is scarily intense and at the same time so sweet I don't want it to stop." He looked at Ryan with an expression of helpless regret. "And I can't believe I just told you that."

Ryan chuckled. "Yeah, being intimate with a mate would do that to you." His expression softened. "That's how it's supposed to be."

Jaxon turned to gaze at his sleeping mate when she made a sound in her sleep. He went to her and brushed a tendril of hair off her face. Then he bent to kiss her forehead. "She's too good for someone like me," he said quietly.

"Don't say that," Ryan admonished.

Jaxon snorted. "I will be the first to admit I'm punching, Ryan."

"Luna knew you would be a good match that's why she paired you two. You are supposed to complement each other," Ryan said. "As for punching, I don't know about that. You're both smart, have lucrative jobs, and are no pushovers. I think you're perfect for each other."

"Yeah, till I have to leave her and break her heart. Fuck!" Jaxon groaned, turning away from the bed. "I hope she'll be okay when the time comes."

"You will both be okay," Ryan said simply, looking at his watch.

"Damn, I'm famished."

Ryan laughed then. "So eat. I'm off to school. My last lecture ends at six thirty so I will see you in the morning. Gloria, Jeremy's mum, will be here in the morning to see you. Try not to give her the show I got, please."

Jackson chuckled. "I'll try not to. Can Kate spend the night?" He paused in the process of dishing some food onto his place to look at Ryan.

Ryan shrugged. "Why not? At this point, there's no need to keep you apart. Did she forget she had a meeting this morning?"

"I guess she drew a scale of preference." He gave a cocky grin which made Ryan shake his head.

"Topped the scale, huh?" Ryan chuckled. "I'm off." He turned to leave. "See you in the morning with Gloria. I will knock."

"I really don't give a fuck if you don't, mate."

The warlock couldn't help his chuckle as he shut the door behind him. Jaxon usually didn't talk much but when he did, he often acted like a typical rowdy dude much like the men in the Stanwood Pack. He wondered how the conversation between him, Philip, and Jeremy would go. They could either connect as boys and hit it off or Jaxon's rude nonchalance would rub the other two the wrong way and lead to aggression. Ryan prayed for the former because he liked all three men. One was his mate, one was his alpha, and he felt responsible for the other.

"It had better go smoothly," he muttered to himself as he got into his hedonistically sleek Mercedes-Benz Maybach S-class, a gift from his mate.

'I suggest we hand them over to Syl if they don't bury their egos and behave like adults.' Ryan's wolf murmured. 'They should be able to act like grown men after five minutes in the bodies of newborns.'

The mate of the alpha of alphas imagined the three guys as adorable little babies and burst into laughter. He laughed all the way to school.

***

"Do you have to go?" Jaxon groaned, his face buried in between Kate's breasts.

It was almost nine p.m. They had spent the entire day lost in their own world of pleasure, fucking in every corner of the room, their bodies melding together like neither had ever experienced with anyone. Thanks to Ryan's thoughtfulness, they had enough food so didn't need to go outside. Well, so he thought until Kate informed him that she had to leave to handle something important.

"I'll be back before you know it," Kate said softly, stroking his hair. "I need to do this before morning."

"But I'm not done exploring this amazingly gorgeous body," he groaned, drawing soft laughter from Kate.

"You're insatiable, Jaxon Spencer."

"Well, have you seen you?" He pressed a kiss to the side of her breast. "You can't blame me, Sexy." There was nothing about his mate that didn't make him hot and hungry.

"I won't be long, I promise."

Jaxon sighed. "Alright, if you say so." He turned his head and leisurely captured a nipple between his teeth.

"Oh, fuck that feels good," she gasped, loving the gentle scrapes of Jaxon's teeth against that nerve-packed peak. "If you don't stop, I won't be able to leave," she breathed, sinking her fingers into his hair. But when he released the nipple, she guided his mouth to the other, drawing a chuckle from Jaxon. "Gotta treat em the same," she drawled breathlessly.

By the time he was done working that second nipple, Kate was straddling him, unable to resist the desire surging through her body. She rode Jaxon to a rapturous orgasm before leaving his thoroughly satiated body for the bathroom. When she came back into the room, Jaxon was still in the position he was when she left him...on his back, arm over his eyes, looking thoroughly fucked. For a moment, Kate just watched him, feeling pure female triumph that she could do that to him. Then her gaze landed on his semi-hard dick.

"You must be fucking kidding me," Kate gave a surprised gasp. "Don't you ever go soft?"

"Not when you're around me," Jaxon said gruffly as he removed his arm to focus on his gloriously naked mate. "Damn, you're gorgeous," he breathed, his eyes following Kate who had begun to pull on her skirt.

"Thank you," she flashed a grin.

"Sorry about your pantie," he murmured insincerely when Kate held up her ruined panties with a mock scowl.

"No, you're not," Kate sighed, fixing her shirt. "But you should be because now I have to be walking around pantiles." She rolled her eyes, taking a seat to tie the laces of her wrap-up heels.

"That skirt..." Jaxon murmured huskily, Kate's grumbling about her panties totally lost on him. "It's giving sexy reverse cowgirl vibes."

"You're something else, you know that?" Kate laughed as she sashayed to the bed and crawled over Jaxon. "And I won't have you any other way," she whispered, and then took his lips in a gentle kiss. When the kiss ended, she dropped kisses on his nose and eyelids and smiled tenderly at him. "I'll be back soon."

Then Kate left with one destination in mind: Gloria Stanton's house.

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