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“Yes!” I cry out, feeling that initial shock of pain.
The huge tip of his cock is stretching me out. I can feel it forcing me open.
Grunting, he thrusts forward again, slipping the rest of his impressive length into me. I cry out again, a deep moan, as I feel him fill up my insides until there is no room left. He is at my very limit, as deep as possible from this angle.
My whole body shudders with pleasure as he pulls out and slams back inside. Moaning into my ear and pinning me against the wall, he starts to pump his hips back and forth hard. Each time his huge cock slams into me, I feel my inner walls quiver, and I cry out with pleasure.
As he gets used to the feeling of me, he starts to thrust faster and harder, playing my body like a well-tuned instrument. He pumps himself in and out of me with swift and strong thrusts of his large hips. He is so close to me that I can feel his pelvis rub against my clit with each one. Gripping his hair, I tug his head back, my lips molding around his as I kiss him, rocking my hips as much as I can while his grip on my ass grows tighter, and he thrusts inside me, hitting my G-spot.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he mumbles against my lips before swallowing my moans. He pulls away from the wall slightly, gripping my hips. I arch my back, leaving only my shoulders against the wall as I feel the pleasure overwhelm me when Jake pounds into me.
Seconds later, he slams back against the wall, his hand fisting my hair as he tugs my head back, and his lips travel down my neck, nipping and biting at my skin. It hurts, and I know he broke the skin, but his tongue is quick to soothe over any pain, leaving me a moaning mess again.
The sudden shock of pain makes me cry out when he grips my hair, and I feel my pussy somehow get even tighter around his huge cock. I am squeezing him, convulsing, as I come hard while Jake drives himself into me.
My toes curl, and my eyes roll into the back of my head as my body shudders helplessly against his. He thrusts into me harder and faster, on the brink of pain, but I love every second of his brutal thrusts as he chases his own release, bringing me greater pleasure as I come hard on his cock. Moments later, and after a few more thrusts, he stills inside me; his cock twitches, and my insides warm as he finally finds his own release.
We try to catch our breath when the door opens suddenly, and I shriek as Alisha strolls into the apartment. She stops, her bags slipping from her fingers, hitting the floor, and her mouth agape. Jake and I scramble for our clothes.
“About fucking time,” she says, kicking the door shut before she stops. “Wait, I thought you were gay?”.
“Not gay!” Jake tells her.
“Well, I can see that now since I just found you balls deep in my best friend,” she retorts, and my face heats at her words as I quickly tug my shirt back on before racing to the room to get a pair of pants.
Chapter
Eighteen
Axton
One minute I’m asleep, the next, I wake up in the worst pain I have ever felt in my life. I can’t breathe. I can’t think past the pain ripping through my chest. Khan howls in agony, making my head feel like it’s split in two before my claws slip out and start ripping my chest apart as if he alone could rip our heart out just to stop the pain.
Then, I feel nothing. Everything goes black, time escapes me, and I can hear their screams and feel Khan’s rage as I fight for control, but he shoves me further back until I stop fighting at all. The pain is too much. I have lost control and I am too pained to fight him, so I let him loose, knowing it is pointless to try.
However, when I come to, and control is suddenly given back to me, I relish the pain of my bones snapping and realigning, anything to stop the pain that burns through my chest and sears my soul.
That relief lasts only moments. When I come back to my surroundings, I am drenched in blood and surrounded by patrols with guns raised. Now I realize why I was given control suddenly: because of tranquilizers. My world is spinning as I see the concrete drenched in blood rush toward my face. I stare at the body of one of my men next to me when everything goes black once again.
Khan feels dead inside, numb. Even his rage is gone, and I am left with this hollow void in my chest and head at her betrayal. Flickers or glimpses of Khan’s fragmented memories filter through my head when I remember all the blood, so much blood. I lurch upright in panic, praying it’s some sick nightmare and not my reality. The pain is gone, but I am no longer on the ground when I open my eyes. No, I am in a hospital bed.
Frantically, my eyes scan my surroundings to find Eli sitting in a chair across the room by the door, his head in his hands.
“Eli?” I ask, petrified, praying he would tell me I didn’t kill them all. That Khan didn’t kill them.
Eli looks up at me and leans back in his chair. He folds his arms across his chest. “I took care of it.”
My heart races in my chest, yet tears stain his face as he stares out the window. It is still dark outside, and my head turns to look at the window before looking back at my best friend.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t see him until it was too late. He got too close,” Khan murmurs, and my stomach sinks.
See who? Who did he kill?
Eli turns his head back to me, his eyes all bloodshot, and I shake my head when I see his lip quiver as if he’s barely holding himself together. There is only one person Eli would cry over: the man who practically raised us both.
“No!” I choke on the word, and it becomes more of a whimper. Eli swallows, but I shake my head. No, Khan wouldn’t. He loved him just as much.
“After you killed Samson and Timothy. You went after Alpha Derrick, wanting to breach his borders. We would have been banished from the city,” Eli says, and my heart sinks hearing my pack members’ names.
