The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)
Chapter 89
Jara
As I stand in front of the Winter’s Bite pack, listening to Mason as he says the ceremonial words about me becoming their Luna, I feel love and warmth spread through me. I am finally taking my place as a leader in my own pack.
When Mason turns to me, slicing his hand and letting his blood drip into the ceremonial cup, my hands twitch with my need to make our final connection a reality.
I say the words that will make me their Luna, swearing to love and cherish them, honoring my mate and Alpha and my pack above all.
He hands me the cup, his fingers rubbing the backs of my hands as he watches me drink his blood. The moment the connection is made I rush to tell him how I feel.
“I love you.”
We both say it through the mind link at the same time. Then we laugh and I throw my arms around him, kissing him passionately in front of the pack. Wolf whistles and howls echo into the night, but I don’t care. This pack needs to know that I love this man with all my heart, and I plan to make sure I’m the best Luna this pack has ever seen.
Then it’s my turn to slice my hand and drip my blood into the ceremonial cup. It takes time for every pack member to come, swearing their loyalty to me, drinking my blood and opening the mind link connection. But when it’s done, I can hear the low-level buzzing of excitement and happiness from the entire pack.
My mother and Hana had moved the area of the party to the pool, saying it’s a much more festive atmosphere than the training field. They were right, of course, and the music pumping through the speakers only adds to the celebration.
That night, I dance with nearly every member of the pack, promising those that had to return to their patrols that I would make it up to them. It’s early in the morning when Mason and I finally get back to our room and while I’m exhausted, I still want to finish what we started earlier.
When Mason goes into the closet to change out of his clothes, I take off my dress, leaving my lace thong and heels on. Because the dress was a one-shoulder dress, I hadn’t worn a bra tonight.
When he walks out of the closet, he stops short, he eyes going black and a low growl rumbling in his chest. Never taking my eyes off of him, I lift my neck and point to the center. “I believe this is where we left off earlier, Alpha.”
He begins prowling toward me, hunting me as I knew he would.
“You are sexy as f*uc*k, standing there half-n*ake*d.” He growls through the mind link. I can feel his desire, feel his love for me and it’s only adding to my own for him.
“Do you like it?” I reply coyly in the mind link, leaving my neck exposed, I let my finger slide down my throat, to my chest and over my b*reas*t. The growling intensifies.
He reaches out his hands, rubbing his thumbs over my n*ipp*les that have already peaked into hard nubs. My body jerks in pleasure as I stand before him. His mouth starts at my throat, working his way down until he swirls his tongue around my n*ipp*le, before s*ucking it into his mouth.
“Mason.” I moan through the mind link. I don’t need to speak out loud now, he can hear my thoughts and I can hear his. The growling in his mind is only getting louder the longer he touches me, the vibrations from his chest tickling my other n*ipp*le.
My hand goes into his hair, tugging as his hand slides down my stomach and over the top of my panties between my thighs.
“Always so wet for me.” He says through the mind link.
“I can’t help it, my mate is a hot, s*e*xy man.” I reply as he pushes my panties aside and slides a finger inside me. Since he’s still bent over, sucking my n*ipp*le, I scratch my nails over his back, feeling his hair stand on end at the sensation.
He leans forward, grabbing my thighs and lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist as his lips crash against mine. He walks me to the bed and sets me down, turning me around so I’m facing the bed while he stands behind me.
His body presses against mine, the heat of his skin against my bare back warming me. “Bend over.” He whispers in my ear.
I do as he says, looking at him over my shoulder. His hands rub up my back, slowly, reverently, before sliding back down and over my a*s*s cheeks. He smacks my a*s*s. “Spread your legs for me.”
I do as he asks, and he puts his hand on my lower back, gently pushing down, forcing my body into an arch. As he holds me there, he slides his finger between my a*s*s cheeks until he gets to the soaked area of my panties again. He pushes the thong aside, this time sliding two fingers inside me.
The feeling is different than the other times and my back begins to arch on its own, wanting to take his fingers deeper. The hand on my back comes around and begins rubbing circles on my c*lit.
I fist the blanket on the bed, trying to stay quiet, but he feels so good and he’s quickly bringing me to my peak. When he slides the third finger in, it pushes me over the edge, and I pull the blanket up to my face as I scream my release.
My inner walls are still contracting, my body shivering when he pulls his fingers out and holding my panties aside, he slides his long hard length inside me.
When my body continues contracting around him, he growls his pleasure before grabbing my hips and thrusting hard and fast inside me. Almost instantly, I feel the pleasure beginning to build. My body arching hard wanting to take him even deeper.
“Again.” He growls, increasing his pace, making me whimper as my body takes the pleasure he’s giving me. This time when I explode, I see stars, my entire body contracting with the force of my o*rgas*m and my p*uss*y walls contracting hard around his length.
As I come down, he slows his thrusts. “I need to know if you want my knot, Jara.”
I look at him over my shoulder again. “Yes.” I say, pushing back against him.
He pulls out of me, and I whimper from the loss.
“Just a moment, my insatiable mate.” He says as he nips my a*s*s cheek before leaning around me and unhooking my shoes.
“I can’t knot you in this position, we’d have to stand here until my knot goes back down.” He pulls my shoes off. Then, while still kneeling behind me, he slides my panties down and I step out of them.
He stands up, sliding his hands up my sides. I lean back and I can feel his hard length, still wet from being inside me, pressing against my back.
“You seemed to like that position.” He says, his hands coming around and tweaking and tugging on my n*ipp*les. “Yes, I did.”
“Good, then get on the bed and lay on your side, facing away from me.”
I crawl up on the bed, making sure to present my a*s*s to him as I pull the blankets back. I yelp when his mouth latches onto my p*uss*y lips, his tongue sliding inside me.
When he’s tasted me to his satisfaction, he pulls back, looking at me. “Don’t offer it if you’re not willing to give it to me, love.”
Now it’s my turn to growl. A hungry, possessive growl that this sexy man is mine.
I lay on the bed as he instructed, and he lays behind me. His hand pulls my a*s*s cheeks apart and he guides his length back inside me. I arch again, already knowing he’s going to bring me back to my exquisite pleasure.
He leans forward and kisses the back of my neck. “I love you, Jara.” He says before grabbing my hips and pounding into me. I don’t have a minute to catch my breath and he brings me up and over, up and over and by the time he shoots his warm cum, coating my insides and knotting me, I’m a whimpering mess.
He pulls me against him before reaching to grab the sheets and blanket, pulling them over us. He slides one arm under my head and wraps the other around my waist. “Sleep well, my Luna.”