Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 83

Victor and the members of the hunt prowl through the streets of the city, searing for their prey. They sniff the air and follow their instincts, seeking their other halves, the partners with whom they will consummate their hunt. For those amongst his parties who are mated pairs, this means their partners, who will be attending Amelia’s simultaneous bachelorette.

For those who are unmated and unmarried, it means finding the someone who will slake their desires that evening, an as-yet unidentified quarry.

It was an old wolf ceremony, started hundreds of years ago, nobody remembers by whom. But for grooms and brides long ago, it was a chance to try out the relationship before committing to it for a lifetime. One night of passion to see if the match were compatible, fertile.

eremony to create something ethereal that allowed Alphas to smell and pursue those who would best satisfy their needs, be their body’s match as well as their soul’s.

dren conceived o

tor knows it’s all nonsense – just an excuse for men to let loose and let their wolves run free.

first willing woman who crossed his path. He ha

f over to the chase.

eking any sign of her on the wind. Nothing, yet – but the anticipation only makes it sweeter.

re the women wait for them. No matter how long it takes, they will find them.

chance to kick in. He wants to feel the wolf in him rise to the surface, to taste the wind, to smell her on it.

There.

head snap

g – inexorably – the siren song of the hunt.

ave been put aside, just for a moment, and he finds himself wolf incarnate: seeking, hunting, free in the night air, under the light of the moon.

t since that night with his sons –

erful boys. He smells them too, on the air. What?

doesn’t notice the time passing, only his growing hunger. Less patient with the hunt than he was at the start, Victor snarls, ready to find his prey.

is she?

ictor narrows his focus to them. Briefly, some part of his mind notes the presence of Betas at the edge of his vision.

one calls, “are you all right?”

ignores it, m

nders click behind him –

self…”

p him -”

nt those lights ahead of him. A small house develops out of the haze. He slinks towards it.

l steps of the back porch and grasps the handle of the door, throwing his shoulder into it as he bursts into the room.

ion.

er close to his body with an arm around her waist, his other hand moving up her back, her neck, to tangle in her dark brown curls.

s focusing on her. “You are mine.”

s against his, just for a second, and then her face moves through a thousand emotions in a flash. Fear, concern, anger and then – finally – her face shifts to match his own.

She gasps against his lips, relief on her breath, almost a sob, and presses one hand to his cheek. Her other hand roves over his body – searching out the

his palm.

nbuckling his belt, his buttons, sliding his zipper down, releasing him. She takes him into her hands, then, pumping him with two swift strokes.

h, almost a yell, and shifts his body forwar

upstairs.”

his, climbing on top of him to straddle his hips. Victor loses himself to the kiss as she slides her tongue into his mouth. He can feel her moan rather than hear it, an exhalation against his lips, his teeth, telling him that she w

her panties down. They stop, though, at her thighs, which straddle wide over his own legs.

over his, taking the sound inside of her, hungry for it.

pex of her thighs. She looks down into his face, baring her teeth, the pure desire in her eyes sending him over the edge. With a yell, he pulls down on her hips, slamming into her. She can’t help the g

he gasps, the word turning