The Claiming by Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper Book 4

The Contest by Cooper (Jaxon & Evangeline)

Chapter 24 Evangeline

Jaxon and I spend the next few hours exploring each other’s bodies, finding s*ensitive spots, ticklish spots and the

places that turn us on the most. It’s the most fantastic night of my life, not to mention the most erotic.

I’ve k*issed, t*ouched and tasted every muscle, every line of his body until I know it as well as my own. And he’s

done the same.

Now, I’m curled up beside him, my head on his chest, both of us having just found our release for the umpteenth

time tonight. My body is more relaxed, more languid than it’s ever been. And still, I want more.

“Do you think it feels like this because we’ re mates?” I ask him.

“I would guess so. I mean, I don’t exactly have a lot of experience, but I know I’ve never wanted someone like I

want you,” he says.

I lean into him, laying my chin on my hand, looking up at him. “Alpha Jaxon, what experience do you have?” I ask

teasingly.

He tilts his head to look down at me before shaking it. “I’m not falling for that trap, but I will say this. Nothing in my

life has or could ever compare to these last few hours. That was incredible and I hate that our time is coming to an

end.”

I sigh, laying my head back on his chest. “Me too. We should probably head back soon.”

He k*isses the top of my head. “Let’s go wash off in the lake and then I’ll sneak you back to your room before the

sun comes up.” He says.

He pulls me into the water, both of us washing the other. He’s h*ard again and I take him in my hands under the

water, s*troking him in the way I now know he likes.

“Evangeline…” He growls low, reaching up to tug on my sensitive n*ipp*les.

“Just one more,” I say to him, feeling his h*ard length twitch in my hands.

“Oh, there will be many, many more in your future. But for now, one more,” he says, sliding a hand between my

t*highs. He pushes the heel of his hand against my clit as he slides two f*ingers inside me. I’m tender from the

many times he’s brought me to orgasm tonight, but the pain is overridden by the pleasure as he begins stroking

me, building the ache inside me again.

We stand together, stroking each other, our gazes holding, and without words, we begin to r*ub and s*troke in time

with the other so that when my body contracts around his f*ingers, I feel his c*oc*k contracting in my hands.

He pulls me to him, holding our bodies together as we pant, our bodies jerking with the aftershocks of yet another

orgasm.

“F*uck, Evangeline. These next three months are going to be torture,” he says before taking my m*outh in a

passionate k*iss. I wrap my arms around his neck, not wanting this moment to end, not wanting this night to end.

When we finally pull apart, we finish rinsing off and then get our clothes. We walk halfway back, letting our bodies

dry before pulling on our clothes.

“These are mine,” he says, pocketing my p*anties that I tossed aside hours ago.

He helps me into my dress, and I wrap my hair into a messy bun, having given up on trying to make it look

presentable. He pulls on his pants and shirt, leaving the shirt unbuttoned and giving his jacket to me. I put it on,

reveling in his scent.

When we get back to the packhouse, he hands me my shoes and we sneak in like we’re children coming home

after curfew.

We can hear the sounds of people cooking breakfast in the kitchen and we race through the dining room back to

the stairs. Jaxon walks me to the top of the stairwell at my floor, taking my face and pulling me in for one more

scorching k*iss. “I’ll see you soon,” he says.

I watch him walk backward down the stairs before he gets to his floor. He blows me a k*iss and turns. I turn as well,

heading back to my room with Maggie.

I turn down my hall, not paying attention, thinking of the incredible night that I’ve had.

“Do you want to tell me where you’ve been all night?” My father’s angry voice rips me out of my reverie.

My head snaps up and I see him leaning against the hallway beside our door. “What are you doing here?” I ask him.

“I’ve been waiting for you to come back all night. Do you want to explain to me why my daughter is coming in at

daybreak looking like she just spent the night in bed with a man?”

He lifts his nose into the air. “You reek of Alpha Jaxon.”

He pushes off the wall, stalking toward me. “Do I need to remind you that you are underage, Evangeline?”

“He’s my mate,” I say confidently.

“You don’t know that. You’re not old enough yet to feel the mate bond. You could be feeling nothing more than

youthful hormones.”

He looks at me, shaking his head. “Get inside and get cleaned up. We’re leaving in an hour.”

He stalks past me before turning back. “I’ve never been so disappointed in you, Evangeline.”

The pain I feel at his statement is quickly replaced with anger. How dare he cheapen the night I just shared with

Jaxon.

“Well, I’ve got news for you, Dad. You’ve disappointed me plenty. First by not trusting me to run the pack as your

heir, and now not trusting me to know my own mate. You may have the choice in who your heir is, but you don’t

have a choice or a decision in who I choose for a mate.” In two steps, he’s in my face.

“Wrong. Not only am I your father, but I’m also your Alpha and until you are 18,1 forbid you to see Alpha Jaxon

again.”

“You can’t do that!”

“Watch me,” he says, spinning on his heel and stomping away. I feel the tears flooding my eyes and I race to my

room.

“I’m so sorry, Evangeline. He came by to make sure we were both here last night. I tried to mind link you, but you

had it blocked,” Maggie says as soon as I walk into the room.

When she sees the tears, she rushes over and holds me. “Oh, Evie, I’m so sorry. What are you going to do?”

“The only thing I can do. Father is right. He is my Alpha, but he’s not my only option as Alpha.”

I step away from her and grab my phone. It rings several times before she picks up. “Evangeline?”

“Grandma Isabella, I need your help.”