CHAPTER 227: URGENT

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Vera’s challenge was the final spark. Dax’s control, already hanging by a thread, vaporized. The air in the locker room crackled with their frantic energy.

"Work,huh?" Dax growled.His hands, which had been gripping her thighs, moved to the waistband of her underwear. He didn’t bother with finesse. With a brutal, tearing pull of fabric, he ripped the delicate material away, the sound obscenely loud in the surrounding silence. "Is this the work you wanted, Vera?"

She cried out,gasping in pure approval. "Yes! Fucking hell, yes!"

Her own hands were just as frantic, just as destructive. She shoved his remaining clothing down his hips, her nails scraping his skin in her urgency. "All of it now, Dax."

It was clumsy, it was desperate...a battle fought against their own clothes. Finally, they were bare against each other, skin to feverish skin. The cold of the metal locker seared Vera’s back, a stark contrast to the inferno of Dax’s chest pressed against her front.

He didn’t enter her. Not yet.

He held her there, pinned, his arousal a hard, demanding pressure against her core. He was breathing like a wild animal, his chest heaving against hers.

"Tell me," he demanded, his voice ragged, his forehead pressed to hers. His eyes were black with need, fixed on hers. "Tell me who you belong to."

"You,my Beta, " she gasped, writhing against him, seeking friction, seeking fulfillment. "You, Dax. Just you."

"Louder."

"You!" she nearly shouted, her voice echoing off the lockers. "I belong to you!"

It was the confession he needed. With a guttural snarl that was more wolf than man, he drove into her in one fierce, claiming thrust.

Vera’s head slammed back against the locker with a cry that was half pain, half ecstasy. Her legs tightened around him, her heels digging into the small of his back, pulling him deeper.

"Fuck," Dax choked out, the sensation too overwhelming.

He stilled for a fraction of a second, buried to the hilt, his entire body trembling with the effort of holding back a tidal wave. "So good... fuck Vera...you feel so good..."

Then he began to move.

It was not lovemaking. It was a possession. A conquest. Each thrust was a punctuation to his words as he stroked her breasts gently.

"Is this what you needed?" he grunted, his rhythm brutal, relentless. The locker door rattled and banged with every drive of his hips. "Watching me out there... did it make you wet? Make you ache for this?"

"Yes!" she moaned, her fingers scrambling for grip over his slick shoulders. "I watched you... all that power... and I couldn’t control myself..."

He bit her shoulder.Vera let out a loud moan. "It is yours. Every fucking bit of it." He changed his angle, slamming into her deeper, and she saw stars. "You feel it? That’s all for you. My strength... my rage... it’s all yours to take...always had been..."

Vera could only gasp, her words fracturing into incoherent pleas and moans. Her world had narrowed to the devastating friction building inside her.

"Ah! Fuck...it’s so hot in there...so wet," he murmured against her skin.

"Yours!All yours..." Vera literally sobbed with pleasure, her body coiling tighter, climbing desperately towards the edge he was ruthlessly pushing her toward. "Dax... please..."

"Please what?" he taunted, though his own breath was coming in ragged bursts, his control fraying. He slid a hand between them, his thumb finding her clit, applying an additional rough, circular pressure that made her scream. "What do you want, little fox? Beg for it."

"I want to come," she begged, shamelessly, lost in the storm of him. "Let me come. I need you to make me come..."

He laughed."Then come. Come on my cock. Show me what I do to you."

But just then Dax’s rhythm faltered for a bit. He blinked, blocking it away... even though he knew it was a mind link... an important one... possibly from the Alpha himself... Kieran.

In the meantime,his command, the crude, desperate poetry of his words, shattered Vera under him. Her climax ripped through her with a violence that stole her breath, her vision whiting out. Her inner muscles clenched around him, milking him, pulling a ragged roar from his throat as he reached his climax as well.

He drove into her twice more, deep, thrusts that emptied him into her with a guttural, almost pained cry. "Vera!Fuck! I love you..."

Dax lowered his body,his head buried in the crook of Vera’s neck...as his body finally slouched a little...spent against hers.

Slowly, reality seeped back in. The chill of the air on their heated skin. The sharp smell of sex and sweat. The dented locker door.

Dax finally stirred. He pulled back slightly, his hands, now gentle, moving to her hips to support her weight as her legs threatened to buckle. He looked down at her, his gaze intense, the wildness receding to reveal a deep, smoldering satisfaction.

He leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was surprisingly soft, affectionate...

"I need to take this mind link...it’s probably urgent..." he murmured against her mouth.

Vera let out a weak, breathless laugh, her body still trembling with aftershocks. "Now," she said, her voice hoarse, " that you smell of me...you are free to show off your power else where..."

Dax chuckled as he finally connected with the pack link... because the urgent link that he was getting had been severed by now.

" It’s Beta Dax! What’s the ground report? My emergency mind link was buzzing just moments ago! "

The voice on the other side was frantic. " Beta, it was the Alpha! He was mad because he couldn’t connect with you. He called for urgent back up. Somewhere inside the Greater Woods... he said..." The person gulped.

"He said what?! " Dax was already dressing up, haphazardly putting on whatever clothes he found in the locker room. His heart too was thudding. He could sense it wasn’t just any casual news.

" He said he lost Princess Freya while they were playing in the woods... now he can not track her anymore... she seems lost..."