“Mmm,” he hummed before smacking my pussy, making me cry out and tug at my restraints before he continued, “but you’re here now, restrained to my bed and on the cusp of begging me to fuck you, aren’t you? Turns out my presumptions were correct.”
I couldn’t argue that logic, especially with the way all of my limbs were nearly shaking with need. At this point, I was so wound up that if he slapped my pussy one more time, I might actually come from it.
“I’m going to fuck you tonight,Comoara,”he growled as I felt the thick head of his cock rubbing up and down my wet slit.
My hips tried to push back despite knowing it wouldn’t get me anywhere, but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted him inside of me—now.
“And I’m not going to use a condom,” he tacked on, prodding at my entrance with the faintest push of his hips, driving me crazy. “I don’t want anything between my cock and your pussy squeezing the cum out of it. I want to fill you up and watch it leak from you as you’re cuffed to my bed, unable to stop it.”
Fucking hell, did this man have a breeding kink, or did he just want to mark his territory? Either way, I loved it. I still had time on my last birth control shot, so I wasn’t going to use my safe word to stop him. My center instantly pooled with heat at the thought of him doing exactly what he said.
“Mmm,” I moaned, closing my eyes and dying to feel him. “Fuck me, Drake.”
His hips pulled back, removing any touch from me. “Say please.”
I’d get on my knees and beg if I could right now. I didn’t care in the slightest. “Plea—”
He didn’t even wait for me to say the entirety of the word, shoving his cock into me all the way to the base with one swift push. “Shit!” I hissed at his size. I was stretched so fully I wasn’t sure how he’d even gotten all the way in with one go despite the help of my wetness.
His hips began to languidly pulse, making my toes curl. He easily had my body tightening and spiraling toward release within moments.
As I relaxed and adjusted to his size, he seemed to sense it and pulled out almost completely before slamming into me with precise thrusts to time up with his words. “Tell. Me. You’re. Mine.”
My orgasm crashed through me as I blurted, “I’m yours! I’m your mate.”
He practically purred behind me as he slowed to a languid pace one more and spread his hands on my ass, digging his fingertips in slightly. “That’s my good littleComoara,coming on my cock so quickly.”
I was too busy floating in the euphoric clouds of my mind to say anything back. This was bliss. Every nerve ending in my body was vibrating at finally having found release after such torturous build up.
As his hands on my ass trailed toward my lower back, the light touch turned almost reverent as he brushed the skin lightly. His pace turned to a slow and steady one as he murmured, “I’ve spent my whole life looking to find a way to repent for the sins of my past, but it never felt like I had anyone listening. But I swear your pussy is the closest I’ve ever felt to heaven in my life, and if there’s a god or goddess in Divinus listening right now, thank you for giving me such a perfect mate despite not deserving it.”
His crass, yet sweet words had me slamming back into my body. I had one problem with them.
“You do deserve me,” I argued, feeling an ember of fire sparking in my chest.
My brow scrunched at the way he seemed to have such little thought for his self-worth. What I saw in him was a man who cared about his people. A man who persevered through my crazy because he believed in what we could be one day. A man who was willing to anger some of his citizens in order to find justice for the senseless slaughter of my family—people who had killed many, many of his kind.
“Don’t ever say that again,” I demanded, feeling my eyes prick with angry tears.
What if he continued to think he didn’t deserve me and left me one day?
“Shhh,” he crooned, rubbing my back as he increased his pace, easily making my brain let go of the tiny bubble of anger around it in favor of pleasure. “Just because I don’t deserve you doesn’t mean I’d ever let you go,Comoara.I’m not that good of a man. I’m selfish when it comes to you.”
His admission sated my fears instantly.
The way he so easily read between the lines of my mood without even hearing my thoughts was borderline scary. It was like he was in tune with my body and soul—more so than even I was.
When he dropped a hand from my back, I wondered what he was doing, but was immediately rewarded with an answer as he reached down between my legs and brushed his fingers across my clit. I moaned at the contact.
I was already becoming the biggest fucking fan of this position.
“Tell me why you had your fangs out earlier,” he demanded gruffly as he increased the pace of the dance of his fingers on my swollen bud.
Maybe I shouldn’t have been thinking this far ahead in our relationship already. Maybe it was reckless and rushed—but if there was anything I’d learned in my life recently, it was that no day was guaranteed. Drake had proven he was worthy of our bond, and I wanted to enjoy everything it had to offer us.
My answer came out breathy and choppy as I struggled to speak with the pleasure coursing through me. “I…fuck, I…wanted to exchange…b…blood.”
Everything came to a screeching halt as he stilled. My heart hammered in my chest, wondering if I’d fucked up by wanting that too soon.Dammit.
