The Lost Pack (Paige) novel Chapter 287

Book 2~ Chapter 52

**Jake’s POV **

My eyes close for half a second, grounding myself the way I do when my wolf fights for control, or trying to.

“You’re…” I start, then stop, because I don’t have a word for what she is right now.

I move to stand directly behind her, both of my hands on her hips now. So close, just one small movement would be all it takes.

“I’m trying,” I admit quietly, more to myself than to her.

Trying to keep control. Trying not to take more than she’s giving. Trying not to let this turn into something I can’t pull back from. But it’s getting harder every second, and when she reacts again, that small, involuntary response, the urge pulls tighter.

“Jake, it’s okay, we…” her words trail of when I line myself up at her entrance, the tip of my c*ck getting its first feel of that warm, wet heat I know is waiting.

My control breaks as I push forward and… fuck… There should be a thought here. Something intelligent and doctor–like. There isn’t. There’s just a sharp, overwhelming click as something in me slots into place, my wolf surging forward like he’s been waiting for this exact moment his entire life.

Poppy moans, and whatever scraps of logic I had left disintegrate on the spot. Brilliant.

Years of training, and this is how I go out. I’m not even mad about it. Because this… she… Yeah… I’m not recovering from this.

The couch creaks as I begin to move, and at any other time I’d say this is reckless; we could break it, but right now, when she feels this good, I’ll break every damn couch in this pack for more.

“Jake,” she whimpers, her body already fluttering around me.

She’s close already, and that only encourages me. When she tenses around me, I almost follow her over that edge. My teeth clamp together and I still, gripping the back of the couch whilst she rides it out.

Leo moves then, positioning himself on the couch in front of her, stroking his length, and she lifts her head for him. Strangely, it only makes it more erotic as I watch him slide into her mouth.

I quicken my pace again, synchronising with Leo’s rhythm, and catch her muffled cries as the three of us connect in the way we were always meant to.

This isn’t just physical or instinct anymore. It’s her, it’s always been her. I’m gone for her. And suddenly, everything else, every rule, every responsibility I’ve held onto… they fade away as if they never really mattered. Because this, right here, the three of us, this is what matters now.

Leo throws his head back with an animalistic groan as he finds his release in her mouth, and our goddess takes it all as if she was made for it.

I’m close, so close, every thrust pushing me closer to that edge. I want it to happen, but I also never want this to end. My c**k throbs inside her and my gums ache as my wolf urges me to mark her.

My gaze drops to her neck, locking onto the soft curve of skin just beneath her pulse. It would be so easy to close the distance… to sink my teeth into her and end this constant restraint.

“Jake… please…”

The bond tugs at my chest, a brutal, relentless pull that claws through my control. Fighting it feels like trying to stop a reflex once it’s already fired.

My wolf is wide awake now, pacing beneath my skin, fixated. He knows exactly what she’s asking for. Exactly what she needs. And worse… he wants to give it to her.

Poppy tilts her head just slightly, exposing her neck.

“Mine.”

There’s no hesitation, no fear, just trust, and that’s what stops me. My grip tightens for half a second before I force it to ease. My teeth graze her skin, and I close my eyes, dragging in a slow breath as if I can pull myself back with it.

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