The Claiming By Cooper

Chapter 258

The Claiming by Cooper Book 4

The Contest by Cooper (Jaxon & Evangeline)

Chapter 58 (Evangeline)

I barely slept last night. First, I knew Jaxon needed his rest, so I woke up periodically and if I thought he was awake, I’d begin a slow, deep purr to help him relax and fall back to sleep.

While I was awake, I thought about all of the people I love who are in battles today and what if the worst happens, what if they end up battling each other. This is the last chance. You lose today, you’re out of the contest completely.

When I looked at the score boards last night, I realized that over half of the Alphas in this competition are going into day 3. Some, like Jaxon, Tobias and Reid are because they forfeited to their mates. Others like Lazio, Maggie and Rowen just lost to a stronger Alpha, or maybe they had a bad day, or maybe they weren’t meant to be Alphas of their own pack. Either way, I want to make sure that I do everything I can today to support my mate and my family.

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In some ways, I guess it’s good that Jaxon and I got slated against each other yesterday. If something had gone wrong and we’d have both ended up in the competition today and then been placed in competition together, Jaxon would be out of the contest. I would never want to win by default and truth be told, I’m enjoying this contest more because I’m doing it with my mate.

As the time gets closer to get up, I watch the clock and then gently wake my mate. He is my everything and he potentially gave up his chance to be an Alpha for me. Thinking of that, my lips linger on his as I k*iss him awake. My mate, on the other hand, wakes with a very different idea in mind.

“Don’t you need to conserve your energy?” I ask him.

“You are my energy, Eve. Everything about you makes me come alive,” he says as he slides inside me.

I push him over onto his back, making sure to keep him seated deep inside me. “At least let me do the work,” I tell him as settle on top of him, feeling his long, t*hick l*ength d*eep inside me.

“Goddess, you feel so good,” I say, letting my head fall back. I begin to slowly ride him, loving the feel of his hands on my b*reasts as I slide up and d*own his l*ength.

“You’re so beautiful, Evangeline,” he says, plucking my n*ipples, making me gasp and ride him faster. The man knows every nuance that sends my body tumbling toward e*cstasy, every trick to make me come.

He leans up, sucking a n*ipple into his mouth, one hand on my other b*reast, still teasing my n*ipple as the other slides to my clit, giving me exactly what I need to find my release.

“Jaxon!” I say, grabbing his head and holding him to me as I continue r*ide him h*ard.

He pops off my n*ipple, falling back onto the bed and grabbing my h*ips, helping me to keep up the punishing pace. I feel my body getting close, so ready to c*um, and then his thumb is on my c*lit again, and an intense wave of p*leasure shoots through me as my inner walls c*lamp down on him. I hear him growl as I feel his body begin to contract. He slams his h*ips up into me and I push myself d*own onto him, moving back and f*orth, g*rinding against him as we both find out release.

I’m lost in the pleasure, lost in the sensation of my o*rgasm, his o*rgasm, and our combined euphoria, so I don’t immediately realize my dilemma.

“Evangeline!” Jaxon’s warning comes a moment too late. He’s seated so deeply inside me that when he begins to k*not, it’s too late.

I try to move off of him, but he grabs my hips, holding me still. 

“No! You’ll hurt yourself,” he says, holding me as his knot grows, f*illing me in a way that he never has before.

I look down at him, and his concern for me is written all over his face.

My first concern had been p*regnancy, but very quickly, that changes to the uncomfortable size that my mate was growing to.

I soft whimper leaves me as I look at him. “Jaxon.”

“Lay down on my chest. My father told me it can take up to 30 minutes for a knot to go down.”

I do as he says, my throat constricting as Jaxon’s knot continues to grow. He begins running his hands up and down my back.

“Relax baby, the first time is the worst, or so my father told me. Now, he says my mother alternates between b*egging and demanding his k*not. I hope that means that it gets easier for you to take.”

As the pain begins to recede to a more manageable level, my thoughts return to what this means. “Jaxon….”

“I know. I know, love. Neither of us expected this to happen, it wasn’t planned, and I know you still want to compete. The next event is going to be agility. If it’s in the next few months, you should be okay. It will depend on the timeframe for that event. If you can get through that event being pregnant, the other two will be easy. One is sensory, you won’t have to shift to tap into your wolf’s senses and then there’s the logical reasoning. You could do that even if you’re about to deliver.”

I huff a laugh and k*iss my mate’s chest. “What’s that laugh for?” he asks me, stroking my hair.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“You’re worried about me continuing in the competition, but you haven’t said a single thing about the fact that in five short months we’re going to be parents,” I say.

“I told you I wanted pups. If we’re going to have our own pack, I want an heir. But more than that, I want a family with you. We’re going to be starting a new life together. I had planned on that also including a family. Maybe not quite this soon, but I’m still happy, Eve. Well, truthfully, I’m thrilled. I love the idea of seeing your belly get large with my pup.”

I lift my head, looking up at my mate. “You’re not even a little bit angry that we accidentally got p*regnant, are you?”

“Nope. You’re my mate, I love you and now I’ll get to have a little boy or girl that looks a whole lot like their mother, I hope.”

“Hmmm, well, I hope he or she looks like their father,” I say, teasing him. “Maybe we’ll have to have more than one. One that looks like me and one that looks like you,” he says, smiling at me and leaning up to k*iss my nose. “How’s your stomach?” he asks.

“Better. Your body heat is soothing the stretch,” I say.

“I’m glad you’re done in the competition. I’d be worried about you if you had to spar today.”

I lay my head on Jaxon’s chest, breathing in his sandalwood scent. Oh yes, I could get very used to having my mate knot me if this is what comes with it.

When his knot finally recedes, he carries me to the bathroom, and we s*hower together. He doesn’t have time to take care of me, but he takes it anyway, washing me and checking to make sure that I’m not still bleeding.

“I know I can’t speak about other men, but that was one hell of a knot, Alpha Jaxon,” I say as we quickly get dressed.

“I believe the size of a man’s knot is relative to the love he feels for his mate, Alpha Evangeline,” he retorts, pulling me to him and k*issing me fiercely.

“Let’s go grab some food quickly and then go see who I’m battling today,” he says, releasing me.

“Jaxon,” I say, pulling him back to me. “I love you, more than I can say with words.”