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“Fuck!” He roars then stops, holding himself just inside me.

It hurts, making my abs spasm. “Stop,” I whine as my vision drifts in and out of focus.

“It’s okay,” Killian pants, squeezing his eyes shut tight. “Just a little more.”

It takes me a second to realize what he means, then his hips move and more cock is shoved inside me. It pinches, then burns, consuming my entire body. “No!” I scream, slamming my fists against his shoulders and back. I swear my stomach bulges where his cock pushes at my insides.

“All done,” Killian whispers, not doing a damn thing to stop me from hurting him. And he shouldn’t. He’s ripping me in two. The least he can do is let me inflict a little of my own pain.

“Stop!” I pant then puff, struggling to breathe through the pain. “Take it out.” I strain, trying to escape the pain inside me.

And then he purrs.

As if a switch was flicked, every tense muscle in my ragged body turns to jelly and my hips instantly relax. It takes a second, but my inner muscles loosen, adjusting to the intrusion. And just like that, the pain settles and the burn falls away like magic.

“That’s a good girl,” Killian hums as he settles on his forearms. It frees up his hands to cradle my face as he kisses my cheeks, lips, and even over my eyes. I’m still breathing hard, but I somehow relax as my body molds to his impossible girth. “Such a good omega.” Killian’s hips pull back ever so slightly, then push back into me.

An unintentional moan pushes from my throat, and he does it again.

“Can you feel how hard I am?” Killian rumbles in my ear. “Do you feel how turned on you make me?”

I’m nodding.Why am I nodding?I don’t want this. I want to leave. I want to walk right out that door and never see this fucking pack again.

“More,” I beg, spreading my legs a little wider. “Please.” I rest my hands on his shoulders, needing him closer.

“I’ll give you more.” His voice grows tight as he begins to fuck me properly. His thick cock pistons in and out of me, his hips slapping against my wet skin. The feel of him so deep, and so wide, has my body spiraling already. Intense pleasure builds and I move my hips with his, desperate to come again. “Come for me, omega,” Killian snarls, and his cock twitches inside me.

He’s close. I can feel it.

“Come!” Killian’s alpha command rains down on me, and my body explodes.

Wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure crashes over me, just as Killian lets out a mighty roar. Heat bursts inside me as he comes at the same time. My inner muscles clamp down on his dick, massaging his cock. Milking him of every drop of cum.

But it’s not quite enough. Something is missing. I need…a knot.

The realization makes me jerk and my eyes snap open.

“Such a good girl.” Killian pulls his cock out of me. A gush of warmth pushes from my abused entrance. “Look at that,” he stares down my body, and I lift my head. There’s a tinge of blood on his shiny cock, proof of how thoroughly he just rutted me.

Why do I feel proud?

“You did so well, Beth.” Killian kisses the tip of my nose then he moves. He tucks my back against his chest, curling around my still-flushed body. He places a gentle kiss on my shoulder before dropping his head into the crook of my neck. He nuzzles right beneath my ear, scenting me gently.

It feels so good, but I’m too confused to enjoy it.

You don’t want this alpha to knot you. You want to go home,I remind myself, shocked that my body would crave anything else.

Because I do miss my family.

I want to play with the little ones in the yard and pick wildflowers around the back of the house. I want to sit in the living room and finish crocheting a new blanket with my mom. I want to hear her sweet voice and feel her fingers in my hair.

They all feel a million miles away.

Slowly, I close my eyes, then suck in a forceful breath as I make up my mind.

I can’t reason with this pack. Even Jeremy. It’s clear they won’t let me go or help me get home. I’ll have to sneak out.I’ll have to make them trust me so I can slip away, but I don’t have much time. Maybe a day or two. I vaguely remember a discussion about heat-suppressors, and how they’d leave my system soon, but I can’t remember how soon. And once they wear off, I won’t be able to stop myself from begging this pack to mate me.

No. I won’t allow that to happen.