“That’s it,” he rumbles. “You’re mine now.”
It’s only then I realise I’ve done as he asked, biting down on his fingers.
It hurts. There’s no other word for it, but my god, it hurts like growing pains, like a caterpillar reforming into a butterfly. I let out a hiss, and Zane soothes me. I release my jaw as the sharpest pain dissipates, and turn my head to press kisses into his palm.
I close my eyes and for a long moment there’s nothing but the way he’s splitting me open. He’s making space for himself in me, and it’s like from the start. He realised first that we were meant to be together, and pushed through every barrier. Including my virginity.
He strokes my hair and tells me I’m doing so well for him. That I’m his good girl.
That doesn’t make my body cooperate though.
“Breathe,” he instructs me softly, and his hand lifts from my hair.
And I do.
“Look.”
I open my eyes to find his pale-blue eyes full of love. Then I notice he’s holding two fingers before my face. A second later, I see what he means.
“Your virgin blood, little bunny. The wolf got you.” With slow deliberation he takes his fingers to his chest, and wipes bloody streaks across the top of his pectoral. “You’re mine now, and I’m yours.”
“Yes.”
“In every way.” He reaches back down between us and brings his fingers to his lips and crams them into his mouth, sucking my blood greedily as he holds my gaze, unblinking, like the predator he is. “I want every part of you.”
He moves his hips, and I squeak in alarm or protest or surprise, I don’t know which. He’s huge inside me, and it stings. But there’s also a spark of pleasure igniting in the place between my clit and where he has me speared.
“You’re so tight, let me in further,” he murmurs, tugging my hair slightly and magically, something shifts, like that releases the discomfort, and he’s instantly deeper.
I can feel him all the way up to my heart. He’s rearranging me internally with that big cock just as he’s in my mind.
Then he thrusts.
My eyes roll back in my head, because Zane fucking me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It’s a caress to parts of me that are untouched, and are so happy to be found by him, as though they’ve been waiting for Zane to light them up. He watches my expression intently as he repeats the motion, his muscles rippling. He’s dragging out with teasing slowness then entering me faster each time. Each thrust is better as I open for him more.
“Oh fuck, Willow.” His mouth opens and he’s panting. He looks a bit crazed, and that’s reassuring because so am I. “You’re so wet, and feel so good. I can’t wait to feel you come around my cock. I can’t wait for this to be as good for you as it is for me.”
“It is, it is,” I babble. “I love you.” I wrap my legs around his hips to try to bring him closer.
“I love you too.” He sounds on edge. “And you’re my good girl. I want everyone to know you belong tome,” he growls and even pushes deeper. “My ring on your finger, my child in your belly, my arm around your waist. The wolf isn’t letting go of his prey this time.”
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She’s perfect.
I hold her hip down, and thrust harder into her. “You’re not escaping again, you understand me?”
“Yes!” Willow’s cunt grips me tighter, as though it’smethat might escape. Ha. Not likely. I’d live in her like this if she let me. I can’t ever get close enough.
“Mine.” My voice sounds unhinged.
“I’m yours.”
I’m an animal. I breathe in her neck, where the scent of strawberries is almost overpowered by the sweetness of her arousal. And I give in to what I’ve wanted to do since I saw her.
I bite her.
