The Omni-Wolf’s Choice novel Chapter 15

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Ryder’s POV

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I pace around her the way a predator sizes up prey. She doesn’t flinch while I reach up and undo the

twist of her bun.

Her curls spill free, untamed and thick, draping over her shoulders like she was born to wear them that

way. She looks unreal-like something men invent and never get to touch.

“No,” she says, voice steady. “No guy has been in my bed across the hall. And technically I haven’t

even slept across the hall.”

“Then you won’t.” I step in closer. “This room is yours now. I’m not doing distance from you-not even

a couch’s worth.”

I move behind her and sweep her hair to one side, baring the delicate line of her neck. Talon is pressing at my skull, urging my canines forward.

Nothing would make me happier than sinking in and leaving her marked-branding her for anyone stupid enough to misunderstand who she belongs to.

“My question is,” I murmur into her ear, “are there any ex-lovers brave enough to come looking for you

here, Bridget?”

My fist closes in her hair just enough to pull a sound from her. Her scent shifts-heat, need-and it

takes effort not to lose myself in it.

I kiss the curve of her throat, slow and deliberate. I pause at the exact spot I want to claim and latch

on, sucking until her breath breaks into a moan.

“Answer me, Luna…”

“I-” Her voice turns to a whisper. “I forgot what you asked.”

A laugh rumbles out of me. My free hand slides down the plane of her stomach until I’m holding her

hips.

My claws push out. One clean strike, and the tight dress is ruined, falling away in shredded pieces.

“Ryder!” she yelps. “I loved that dress.”

“So did I,” I tell her, unapologetic. “And so did every person who ever saw you in it. It had to die.”

She laughs-bright, warm, dangerous-and now she’s in yellow-and-gold lace, a matching bra and thong like a dare. Against her brown skin, it looks like sunlight.

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I hook a claw under the edge of her thong. She doesn’t stop me.

I tear it apart like it never mattered.

“Answer,” I repeat, voice lower. “Bridget.”

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“Only one,” she admits. “And I’m pretty sure he won’t think to hunt me down in a forest full of

werewolves. You’re safe from that kind of threat.”

“Good.” Talon rides my throat, darkening the sound. “For his sake, it’s better if we never cross paths.”

She smiles and starts to retreat, step by step, leaving only the bra between me and everything I want.

She’s playing with me-tempting me with an ache I haven’t known before.

My eyes lock on the bra.

It has to go.

She clamps her hands over it anyway, still backing up until her knees hit the bed and she sits down

hard.

“Ryder,” she says quickly, “not the bra.”

“Bridget,” I order, “get on the bed.

She moves like she was made to listen to me. She crawls toward the middle, and my attention catches

on her ass as she goes-perfect, waiting, promising.

My slacks are tight to the point of pain. I’m fully hard, and patience is a foreign language.

She rolls onto her back and props herself on her elbows, legs long and toned, barely parted.

I yank my shirt over my head. Her gaze follows every inch of me.

I unzip my pants, and my boxer briefs finally have room to breathe, but it isn’t enough. I want skin. I

want her.

Tonight is only my second night with her, and I have already been starving.

“Spread your legs for me, Bridget.”

Her lashes lower as she looks up, then she obeys-slowly, deliberately-opening for me.

She glistens. She’s ready.

I crawl between her thighs and grip them tight, pulling her toward my face as I breathe her in like I’ve been denied oxygen.

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“I’ve been wanting to taste you since the first second I saw you,” I confess, voice rough. “I want your

sweetness on my tongue.”

“Oh hell…” she breathes.

I climb up to her mouth first, taking her lips in a long, unhurried kiss. She tastes like caramel and heat,

and I slide my tongue past her teeth, savoring the sound she makes.

“One day,” I murmur, shifting to her neck, “I’m going to mark you right here.” I tease the same spot

again, sucking until her lips part on a moan.

“Oh, Ryder…”

Her body arches into mine. She bites her bottom lip, and every movement teaches me something-

what she likes, how she begs without words.

My claws extend again as I trail kisses down to her breasts. I’ve already left a temporary claim on her

throat; now I need more.

I slip a single claw beneath the bra, pressing it against the underside of her breast.

“Ryder…” she warns, like there’s any universe where that stops me.

“Bridget,” I answer, kissing the space between her full breasts.

With one swift pull, I rip the bra apart.

Her shoulders drop, a half-second of protest, then she melts back into the bed-too caught to truly

care.

I take one breast in my hand and squeeze hard, testing her limits, watching her reaction.

Then my tongue brushes her nipple-already tight, already begging-and I feel her heat spike.

I pull her into my mouth, suck, and give a light bite.

She moans loud, and her hands shoot into my hair.

“Ryder… that feels so good.”

She arches up, pressing herself against me, and I grin as I kiss my way down her stomach to her hip.

My teeth find her pelvic bone. She gasps, then moans again.

“More…”

I slide lower. I push her thighs wider, hold her open, and bury my face against her slick center.

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I inhale, deep.

“So wet for me,” I say against her. “Do you want me to keep going?”

She nods fast, desperate.

“Yes. Please.”

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I lick her in one long, slow stroke, front to back, and she shudders. Her taste is everything.

I start to drink her down, shameless, and her juices come easy-so easy I can’t stop.

My tongue flicks over her clit rapidly, and she tangles her fingers in my hair, moaning my name again

and again.

“Mine,” I

waited too lophore Talon than me for a second, both of us straining for the same control. We have

I slide one finger into her.

Hot. Tight.

I add a second, working them in as her moans break apart, her body clenching around me.

“You don’t get to come yet,” I tell her, voice like a command. “I’ve got another finger that wants inside

you.”

“Oh goddess…”

“I need it,” she pleads. “Please.”

I give her the third finger, slowly, pumping until her body turns liquid around my hand. She’s leaking over my knuckles, down my wrist, and my mouth keeps working her.

I change the pace on purpose-slowing down, dragging it out-because I know it will make her lose her

mind.

She starts grinding onto my hand. Her heartbeat is a frantic thing under my palm.

She’s close.

“Not yet,” I warn. “One more finger.”

She nods, trembling.

“Good girl,” I praise, letting the words sink into her.

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She’s panting now, fighting for obedience while her body tries to take what it wants.

I slide my thumb inside for a few measured pumps-just enough-then pull it free, slick and shining.

I move to her back door.

“Oh-Ryder…” She tightens instantly.

“Easy,” I murmur, pressing kisses against her clit. “Relax. You can take it, baby. Then you can come all

over my fingers and down my throat-just like you always will for me.”

Her hands clutch the sheets while I push my fingers deeper in her front, coaxing her to loosen.

She exhales, and I feel her give.

My thumb presses, then slips past the seal.

“That’s it,” I whisper. “Relax. Soon you’ll take all of me-both places.”

“Oh goddess, I need to come!” she cries, hair a wreck of beautiful chaos.

And all I can think is how badly I need to bury all eleven inches inside her.

“Please, Ryder!” she shouts, and I drive my fingers harder, dragging her to the edge.

“Wait…”

The wet, obscene sounds fill the room-my hand working her, my mouth on her-and her moans turn sharp, almost frantic.

I love how she begs.

“…Hold it,” I breathe. “Almost… now.”

She breaks exactly when I want her to.

She squirts over my tongue, soaking my mouth, and the taste is so sweet I swear I could drown in it

and still be starving.

I keep licking her, slow and thorough, until the shaking eases and her convulsions finally soften.

“Let me clean you up, baby.”

“Wait…” she pants, reaching for my boxer briefs.

The thought of those soft lips on me hits like lightning.

“You need sleep,” I tell her, forcing control I don’t want to have. “We’ve got all the time in the world for

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that. I promise.”

She pouts.

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I kiss her mouth once-slow, sealing the promise-then head for the bathroom while Talon paces

inside my head.

At the sink, I grin like a kid who just stole something priceless. Our mate is in our bed.

I run the water, grab a towel, and get ready to take care of her.

Bridget’s POV

I’m sprawled out, completely wrecked. My mate has just done things to me I’ve only ever seen on the pages of dirty books.

“Ryder,” I manage, still breathless. “That was amazing.”

I hear the water stop.

The mattress shifts.

Then my hips are tugged toward the edge of the bed, and my legs are opening again before I can even

ask what he’s doing.

When I look down, I meet jet-black eyes-nothing like Ryder’s-and I feel his mouth on me, slow and

hungry.

This isn’t the same tenderness.

It’s raw.

Animal.

Talon.

One full stroke of his tongue drags through my center, and my whole body jolts. I’m already about to

come.

“Talon…” I whisper-moan.

“Tell Ryder to take control back.” My legs start shaking uncontrollably.

“Hello, mate.”

That gravelly voice pushes me closer, and then-like someone cleaned fog off glass-my vision

sharpens.

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When I speak, the sound that comes out isn’t mine.

“Talon,” I hear myself say.

It lands wrong in my ears. Different tone. Different weight.

My wolf.

Seriously? Now? This is the moment she decides to introduce herself?

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I can already imagine the story: How did you meet your wolf? Oh, funny thing-I was getting eaten out

by my werewolf mate and, surprise, inner wolf decided to say hi.

‘You’re ridiculous,’ a voice chimes in my head, laughing. ‘Stop overthinking, girl.’

It’s the same voice I’ve heard forever-the one I thought was me being insane.

“Mate!” Talon freezes and lifts his head.

He’s smiling like he’s greedy for more, and my juices are literally on his lips.

Oh goddess,’ I think.

‘He’s very good at that,’ my wolf adds, unapologetically. ‘Tell me I’m wrong.’

It’s officially two against one.

‘Talon,’ my wolf says with authority, ‘give Ryder control back. Now.’

He stops immediately.

‘Yes, mate.’ He stands. Then he pushes a question through the bond, right into my skull. ‘What is your

name?’

I wait, quiet.

‘I’m Mystique,’ my wolf answers. ‘Pleasure to meet you both.’

Talon leans down and kisses my cheek.

“See you soon, mate.”

And then he’s gone.

“Bridget?” Ryder’s voice snaps, furious and confused. “Damn it-what did he do?”

I grab the sheets around me and pull Ryder close, anchoring him.

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‘It’s okay,’ I mind-link. ‘He brought someone out.’

His frown presses into me through the bond.

‘Hello, mate. I’m Mystique,’ I send, and Ryder jerks back, staring at me.

The shock on his face tells me my eyes have changed.

‘Hello, Mystique,’ he replies carefully. ‘And… I apologize for my mate, Talon.’

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“It had to happen this way,” Mystique says through my mouth, calm and certain. “He loves us both. Don’t punish him for it.”

Then, softer but firm: “I need rest. Training is tomorrow, and I’m conserving energy.”

I’m grinning inside. I can’t wait to meet her properly.

“Tomorrow is going to be interesting,” Ryder mutters, grabbing the towel,

He cleans me gently, and I giggle anyway because I’m so sensitive it’s ridiculous.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asks.

“I promise.” I stretch, yawn, and let the exhaustion take me. “Now come on. Sleep.”

“As you wish,” he says, voice turning tender again. “My Luna.”

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