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“You can’t just come into my room, sneak into my bed, and decide to fuck me awake.”
“First,” he said, coming to the conclusion that she didn’t realize she was in his room or in his bed and laughing, “I would ask you to look around. This is not the room you went to bed in last night. This is the alpha’s chambers, and last time I checked, that would mean they are mine.”
Brie looked around. “Oh, shit. I must have been so fast asleep that I sleepwalked down here.” She plopped back down on the bed.
“Don’t get me wrong, sweetheart, as I said, you are always welcome in my bed anytime.”
He fisted her hair and gently tugged her head back, his mouth claiming hers in a kiss that was half fiery passion and half seduction. She made a noise, one that he couldn’t decide if it was a groan or a moan, but it didn’t matter as she didn’t fight him. In fact, she brought her arms up around his neck and slipped her tongue past his lips, sliding it along his and exploring his mouth before tempting his tongue to follow back into hers.
While fucking her awake might have been an outstanding way to start his day, he couldn’t really complain about the way things were shaping up. It would seem Brie’s subconsciousness had led her to where she knew in her heart of hearts she belonged.
Leaning forward, Colby wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back onto the bed with him, positioning her so she was facing away from him. He palmed her breast before seeking the nipple, twirling it between his thumb and forefinger.
“You’re here with me, Brie. Are you really so angry at yourself that you’ll deny both of us what we both need?”
“Colby, please…” she said, dragging his hand back when he offered to move it away. “Don’t stop.”
His hand slid down her body, finding her clit and teasing it with his fingers. He inhaled deeply and growled low in his throat as his hand slid lower, and he found her labia swollen and wet with her arousal.
“So wet,” he purred, teasing the entrance to her core and feeling her push against his hand, trying to take him deeper.
Colby rolled up onto his knees and pushed Brie over onto her belly. She tried to change position, but he held her in place with one hand pressing down on her neck and the other wrapped around her waist, pulling her up onto her knees. He positioned his cock, grasped her hip, and began to push the bulbous head inside her pussy, breaching her in a single, determined stroke. Brie cried out. He had never trusted himself to take her from behind. The urge to take the back of her neck in a claiming bite was too strong.
Brie gasped in pleasure and surprise as he pressed in. His cock was fully engorged and for the first time, he allowed the raised nubs that would turn to barbs make themselves known. He was deep inside her before he pulled back, allowing the nubs to become rigid and hard and score her tender flesh.
“No,” she moaned.
“Yes,” he purred as he pushed back in.
Thus began the dance of intimacy and arousal. As hard as he was and as long as he’d waited for her, he refused to rush this first time. Slowly, he began to thrust in and out, the barbs retreating as he stroked deep and then extending and plowing rows in her vaginal walls. Her moans increased and her hands grasped the headboard; not to get away, but to try and keep him deep.
“I knew you would find the barbs incredibly erotic. Do you know what it does to me to know that? You will yowl for me, my mate—one way or another. God, you feel incredible,” he groaned as he fucked her.
Maintaining control and not going feral as the barbs dug into her was an act of sheer willpower. There would come a day he would give in completely to the mating frenzy, and thick stone walls or not, her cries would echo throughout the abbey.
Brie purred, moaned, and sighed beneath him in supplication and surrender. No matter the circumstances that had brought them to this time and place, he wanted Brie in a way he’d never wanted anyone. From the first time he’d sunk into her depths, he’d never bedded another woman. He wrapped his hands around her hips, holding her in place.
Growling deep, he surged in again and again, drawing forth an orgasmic response. Brie yowled as he shoved himself all the way to his root. No sound had ever been as sweet. Holding still, he allowed her to ride her orgasm as he purred and stroked her body with his hands. As her breathing returned to normal, she pushed back against him.
“More,” she growled.
If she wanted to feel him thrusting hard inside her, he was not going to be one to disappoint her. Wrapping his hands more tightly around her hips, he let loose any control he had over his rampant cock. He began fucking her with a feral intensity he’d never allowed himself before. He dragged himself out before pushing in, letting the barbs rake her inner walls, digging into her wet heat and giving her the strength and fury she instinctively craved. Her breathing began to become thready, and he slowed, allowing her to catch her breath. Flattening the barbs more closely to his length, he drew back, allowing them to stiffen and score her flesh once more.
Colby drove deep, setting up a rhythm that was hard, rough, and possessive. He knew the barbs were pain and pleasure morphed into one, and he could feel his mate relish it. He fucked in and out, pounding her pussy, his cock finding that sensitive spot inside her as he hammered away.
Leaning over her back, he covered her body with his, riding her relentlessly, not giving her time to process what was happening. He meant to claim her this morning, possessing her body as he sank his fangs deep into the nape of her neck, forging the bonding link and claiming her soul. He drove in and out with a feral frenzy, forcing climax after climax from her ravaged body. Their mating pushed them both higher and higher, and he could feel his cock twitching and swelling.
Nosing her hair out of his way, he surged into her a final time with a brutal thrust as he lowered his mouth to her, his fangs elongated and made ready to claim what had been denied him for so long.
“Colby, no,” she wailed, struggling to get away from his barbs, his grasp, and most importantly his claiming bite. She had been on the razor’s edge of committing to him but now sought to be free. “Get off me!”
Desire and need faded to nothing. He fell back to the bed, and she scrambled off.
“I can’t,” she said. “I just can’t.”
“You can, but you won’t. There’s a huge difference. Get out, Brie.” The hurt that flashed through her eyes cut him to the quick, but he was done being her good-time guy—the man she came to when she wanted to fuck. “Get out, and don’t come back until you’re ready to surrender your soul to me.”
The pain on her face turned to anger in a flash. “Fine. I won’t.”
