The Pack's Nemesis (Quirin's Story) novel Chapter 30

Kennedy

I wake up, still wrapped in Quirin’s arms, lying on his chest. It’s unusual because he’s always up before me, headed to warrior training. I smile, thinking of last night when Quirin finally let go. I know he wanted to try and be as gentle as possible, but I knew the minute his control snapped. Now that I know that loves me and wants me, I feel empowered that I’m the one who can make this man lose control.

It was a lot. He is a strong, powerful man and when that power is thrusting inside your body, it’s a lot to take in. But like I said, I was made for him. I took everything he gave me and embraced it. So did Echo. She was purring happily before I fell asleep.

‘We should try to convince him to be late for warrior training,’ Echo says in my head. I run my fingers over his chest. It’s covered with the scars of his bear attack. This is the first time that I’ve really had a chance to look at him and enjoy the man who is my mate.

‘Isn’t he already late?‘ I ask, unwilling to turn and look at the clock.

‘Not quite yet,‘ she purrs as I slide my hand down his hard stomach, tracing my fingers over the ridges of muscles. Just as my fingers touch his adonis belt, he gasps, jerking awake, his hand covering mine and stopping my teasing.

“What are you doing, Little Pup?” he asks, his voice deep and gravelly with sleep.

“Seeing if you’re awake,” I say, kissing his chest.

“Did you have something in mind?” he asks.

I nod. “I wanted to start the day like we ended yesterday,” I say, blushing at my boldness.

His eyes are still half–closed, but he smiles a sexy smile. “Aren’t you a naughty little pup.”

“You know I’m not a pup anymore, right?” I ask.

“No, you are not a pup, but you’ll always be MY Little Pup. So why don’t you slide on top of me and take what you want like the Alpha female you are,” he suggests.

I sit up and look at his body, not exactly sure what I’m supposed to do.

“Straddle me,” he says, pushing the blankets down so I can see that he obviously likes this idea.

I bite my lip and do what he says. His hands come to my hips and his thumbs rub against my hip bones. “In this position, you control the movement. You’re in charge. Slide onto my length and do what feels go to you,” he says softly.

“What about you?”

“Oh, anything you do is going to feel good to me, don’t worry.”

I smile and lean forward, kissing him. In this position, I can even control the kiss. He shifts underneath me while we’re kissing and then I feel the tip of his hard length slide against my wet entrance. He groans as I sit up, gasping at the feel of him as I slowly take him in.

I slide up and down a couple of times, getting used to the feel of him stretching me and sliding deeper than before. When I’m finally seated all the way on him, I look down at him.

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“How does that feel, Little Pup,” he asks, his eyes nearly black with desire.

“Incredible,” I gasp.

“You’re not too sore?” he asks me.

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I shake my head, grinding my hips against his. He holds my hips then pushes his up, going as deep as he can. I whimper at the feel of him.

Then he settles back down, watching me. “Ride me, Little Pup. Make yourself come while I watch you,” he says.

I begin to ride, slowly getting my rhythm while his hands move over my body, cupping my breasts and stroking over my nipples, bringing them to hard peaks.

“Oh, Quirin. This feels really good,” I moan.

“Maybe we should have started in this position,” he growls. “I definitely like the view.”

I can feel the orgasm building, feel my body tightening around him. I begin moving faster, putting my hands on his chest so I can ride him harder until I cry out as I feel my body explode. Quirin’s hands come to my hips, forcing me to ride out my

orgasm.

When I finally start to come down, I look at him. “You didn’t come,”

“Not yet. You’re not done, are you?” he asks, a glint of challenge in his

This .

Say, disappointed.

I slowly shake my head, and sit up, taking him deep again. This time as I start to ride, his thumb goes to my clit, pressing against it, letting my movements direct the pressure and speed of his thumb.

I throw my head back, knowing I’m going to come again quickly.

“You are so fucking beautiful, Kennedy,” he growls.

This time when I come, he grabs my hips, thrusting into me a few more times before I feel the hot jets of his cum spraying my insides. I collapse onto his chest, both of us panting as his arms come around me.

“Quirin?” I ask, not sure if I should be happy or worried that he’s laughing.

“Is that a complaint?” I ask him, smiling back at him.

“Not even a little,” he says, abruptly flipping our positions so he’s laying

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