“Logan is absent,” she exclaimed, anxiously.
“It is acceptable.” “I will consult with father.” He felt his hand caress her back gently.
Her gaze shifted to Ryder, who was communicating telepathically with his father. Although it lasted merely fifteen seconds, it felt interminable to her before he finally met her eyes. “He is fine, residing in father’s suite, where he has slept.”
The relief from the flood was experienced not only by her but also by Layla. Ryder drew her back into his embrace on the bed.
He had not even risen to a seated position. She offered no resistance and derived solace from his presence as his hand glided slowly up and down her back. “He will always be secure here, Brianna.”
“Why did your father not return him?”“She inquired.”
“I shall inquire,” he murmured.
She waited, her head resting on his chest, biting her lip as she recognised that she was now calm. Ryder had spent the night in her bed, looking up at him with her chin resting on his chest as she awaited his response.
“Ah,” he half-smiled and glanced down at her. “Father did return with Logan, but upon discovering us both asleep in the bed, he deemed it more prudent for Logan to spend the night in his suite.”
“Oh.” She was at a loss for words in response to that.
How did we find ourselves in bed together?“She enquired with a hint of trepidation.”
“You are quite adorable, are you aware of that?”His hand made contact with her face. You dozed off while we were dancing. “I carried you up here, and you refused to release me,” he remarked with a smile. “Sol remained, believing it was your desire.”
She attempted to recollect any details after rising to dance with him, only remembering the pleasant sensation, the comfort of being in his embrace, and the fulfilment of holding him and claiming him as her own at last.
She blinked at the thought; did she articulate that aloud?
Assert his presence; questioned whether that sigh was internal or external. She gazed directly at him, slightly biting her lip. “Uh…”
He smiled and replied, “Yes, Brianna.”
“N…Nothing,” she stammered, unable to articulate the question, feeling profoundly embarrassed about her uncertainty regarding whether she had claimed him, her gaze averted from him.
“Brianna?”He enquired gently, allowing his hand to glide along her jawline and into her hair. “Affirmative.”
“To what end?”She enquired somewhat tentatively, redirecting her gaze to him with apprehension.
“You asserted possession over us, exhaled ‘Mine’ directly into my chest before succumbing to slumber.”
She bit her lip while gazing up at him. He smiled gently at her, feeling his arm tighten slightly as he embraced her. “Mine,” he growled, both he and his wolf united in the declaration. A comprehensive verbal assertion regarding her and Layla.
Felt Layla gaze directly at them. “Mine,” she growled in response, and moments later, his lips met hers, soft and gentle.
Her Mate was kissing her, aware of her identity to him; he had officially claimed her, and she had reciprocated. She could scarcely believe it was real as she wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. It resembled the realisation of a dream. Pressed herself against him.
Brianna desired more than a mere kiss; she yearned for his complete devotion to embrace her entirely. She pressed her entire body against his and sighed as she felt his hand grasp her hip, pulling her closer to him. “Brianna?”He emitted a low growl.
“Affirmative,” she replied succinctly. Ascended directly atop him, lacking substantial experience, save for that singular night with him, yet having envisioned countless scenarios of her desires for him. She kissed him passionately, pleading, “Please, Ryder.”
His arms encircled her, securing her body against his as he kissed her back, moaning while his hands descended to grasp her buttocks and press her against him, before they rolled over and his mouth consumed hers. Brianna tugged at his shirt, yearning to feel his bare skin and place her hands on her Mate. Experience the exhilarating sensation of Mate Bonds against her skin.
He was pressing himself against her, lifting one leg, and a gasp escaped her as she sensed his hardness against her core. He gazed down at her, and at last, the shirt was removed. She caressed his chest and descended her hands along his defined abdomen, emitting a deep, desire-laden growl.
She was intensely aroused by that growl, feeling warmth accumulating between her legs. His lips met her sensitive area in a firm kiss, and pleasure coursed through her body, prompting her to moan and grasp his hips, pulling him closer as she gasped his name while his teeth brushed against her sensitive spot.
His hands descended her body, subsequently lifting and removing her dress. He gazed down at her, his captivating eyes locked onto hers, asking, “Are you certain?”He enquired, his voice resonant and profound, imbued with longing.
Brianna affirmed with a nod. He was her Mate, and he recognised her desire for him. She had always desired him and would not deprive herself of her Mate, especially now that he recognised her identity and reciprocated her feelings. Lowered his mouth to hers and kissed him.
His hands emitted searing sparks against her skin as he glided them down her body, caressing her deliberately. His lips departed from hers, creating a heated path along her neck, and she felt her bra unfasten before he vanished entirely. His mouth descended with kisses along her collarbone and further to her breasts, which arched towards him as he teased a hardened n****e with his tongue while caressing the other, eliciting moans with each of his touches.
Her hands grasped his hair, pressing his mouth more forcefully against her b****t, felt him bite her n****e and cried out as intense sensations coursed through her, heard him groan, then his mouth descended further down her body. Minor punctures to her skin as he proceeded.
He grasped her hips firmly for a moment and inhaled deeply, groaning, “Goddess Brianna, you smell incredible.” He then buried his face between her thighs, inhaling deeply once more, and a loud growl erupted from him, filled with desire. He then rose from the bed and removed the remainder of his clothing.
Brianna bit her lip while gazing directly at him, completely exposed, fully aroused, and impressively endowed. She observed as he knelt on the bed, gradually sliding his hands up her legs, smiling at her as he removed her panties. Discovered his lips on the interior of her ankle and observed him as he gradually kissed his way up the inner part of her leg.
His gaze remained fixed on hers as he moaned, biting the interior of her thigh, while his fingers ascended her other leg to caress her intimately. She gasped as waves of heat coursed through her core from his teasing, as he stroked her c******s with deliberate, firm motions, causing her to arch wantonly in response to his touch.
