Page 32 of Of Fate So Dark


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He thrust harder and only his grip on me kept me from collapsing. Wordless noises escaped me as my pussy stretched, and I swore somehow he was getting even larger inside me than he was already.

“Knot you,” he snarled in my ear.

I rasped out my agreement, even if I had no idea what that meant. But gods, it felt amazing. Possibly like it would rip me apart from the inside, yes. Definitely like my body was struggling to take him without damage.

But amazing.

Grunting, he changed his thrusts, driving himself against me in short, hard jerks like he’d die if he didn’t fill me with his cum soon. His growl became more ragged, more feral, and a shiver pulsed against my back, the strange sensation washing over me and then receding.

He wanted to shift. I didn’t know how I knew, but I did. He wanted to and he was fighting it.

“Take me… as you,” I gasped out. “All of you. Please.”

His grip on my hair tightened painfully. “If I mate bond you…”

A thread of worry carried through his voice, even though he never stopped thrusting into me, hitting me so deep and hard.

I rocked beneath him, another orgasm building like a tingling wave inside my core, and though his hold on my hair made me wince, but I didn’t try to escape it. I wasn’t sure what he was talking about—mate bonds and knots and all that—but even though he sounded concerned, I couldn’t find it in myself to be scared.

Gods help me, I wanted this. Him. All of it.

Because no matter what he thought might happen, I trusted him.

“Do it,” I breathed. “Please. Oh, gods… please…”

Whimpering sounds of need overtook my ability to speak as pleasure began to blur the world again. He snarled, but the sound changed soon after, deepening as the shiver of his magic turned into a wave pouring over my skin. Beside me, his muscled arm suddenly rippled and transformed, becoming the enormous, furred arm of the beast.

A choked scream left me as his cock stretched me farther. He was going to break me apart. Shatter my bones. There was no way he wouldn’t tear me to pieces with?—

His hot breath puffed against my back. The stone released me as he suddenly hauled me upright by my hair.

And then his clawed hand was in front of me, moving so fast, I couldn’t even gasp before it struck.

My eyes darted to the right. Four tightly grouped gashes welled with blood above my breast where his claws had torn my skin.

I trembled, the pain catching up to me. It wasn’t much. Barely more than a sting, really, and the shock was the worst part.

But what did this have to do with a mate bond?

Huffing again, he leaned in close. At the edge of my vision, his long jaw of bone and fur came into view over my shoulder.

A thrill of fear shot through me, the response primeval. Every instinct I possessed screamed that was a predator, a monster.

But what was he going to do? Surely he wouldn’t lick the wounds? That wasn’t safe, right? I was a vampire. He couldn’t drink my blood and not end up turning into?—

Steaming liquid dripped from his fangs onto the gashes.

Pleasure slammed into me so fast, all I could do was scream. My juices gushed around his cock as I came so hard, I lost all sight of the forest. The sky. The world itself. There was nothing but this blinding wave of ecstasy that erased all conscious thought.

Leaving only me. Only him.

So much of him.

I blinked, my vision swimming as awareness of my body slowly returned. I was on the ground now. I had no memory of moving. But my pussy was raw and aching from how hard I’d come, and Ozias was on top of me, his body still in his wolf-like form. His bony jaw was above my head. His hips were between my legs, spreading them wide. Thrusting with slow strokes, his cock still felt like it was splitting me in two.

But in the most amazing way.

Dazedly, I wrapped my legs around him and slid my hands up his furred chest, marveling at it while I rocked with him, my body moving on pure instinct.

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