I can feel sweat dripping down my spine, my borrowed shirt in tatters around my elbows, but I wouldn’t stop this even if the building caught fire. This is exactly what I wanted—an alpha who doesn’t give a shit about my comfort, who’ll use me until I break. And holy fuck, is Suha delivering.
“Harder,” I manage to get out between gasps. “Come on, is that all you’ve got?”
His grip on my wrists locks down like steel cables, fingers digging deep enough that I can practically feel individual metacarpals protesting. Not enough to actually break anything—yet—just enough to make sure I stay exactly where he wants me as he drives into me with zero regard for my ability to take it. The cheap wooden headboard smashes against the wall in a stuttering rhythm that’ll probably get us noise complaints, but I couldn’t give less of a shit because holy fuck, he’s wrecking me in the best possible way.
Every thrust knocks the air from my lungs, brutal and businesslike, like he’s trying to carve his name into my bones from the inside out. The pain’s still there, sharp and bright like live wires under my skin, but now it’s tangled up with this filthy,undeniable heat, my ass clenching down around him like I’m trying to milk him dry.
I should be writhing away from the borderline-too-much sensation, should be scrabbling at the sheets for purchase or bitching about the fact he’s got my arms pinned at a weird angle that’s gonna leave me sore for days. But instead I’m fucking laughing and arching back against him like some overeager omega in pre-heat because I’ve never wanted anything more than this alpha’s hands leaving bruises on me in every possible way.
“Mmfuck—” The headboard cracks against drywall again as I spread my knees wider, greedy for it. “That all you got, or you just getting started?” My voice comes out hoarse but still grinning, because if there’s one thing I inherited from my shitty father, it’s the ability to take a beating and come up swinging.
“Fuck, you’re pathetic,” I gasp out, the words barely coherent. “This is how you fuck? No wonder you have to pay for it.”
Suha snarls and shifts his angle, driving in deeper. His teeth sink into my shoulder hard enough that I feel skin break, blood welling up hot and wet. The pain makes me arch and curse, my vision whiting out for a second, but I’m still grinning when it clears.
“Yes,” I moan, my voice gone hoarse. “Like that. Fucking mark me up.”
His hand releases my wrists and comes up to wrap around my throat instead. He hauls me up off the mattress, my back pressed against his chest as he squeezes. The pressure cuts off my air and makes my head go light, black spots dancing at the edges of my vision. But I can still feel every thrust, still feel the way his cock drags against something inside me that makes my toes curl.
“Shut the fuck up,” he growls against my ear, his breath hot on my skin.
I try to laugh but it comes out as more of a wheeze. “Make me.”
His hand leaves my throat and cracks across my face. The slap echoes in the room and my head snaps to the side, cheek stinging. The shock of it makes my cock leak against my stomach, precum smearing across my skin.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp out, dizzy with it. “Do that again.”
He does. Harder this time, the impact making my ears ring. I can taste blood where I bit my tongue, and it only makes me want more. I’m covered in sweat, my body aching from the impacts and the bites and the relentless pounding, and I’ve never felt more alive.
“You fuck like someone who’s never had to work for it,” I pant out, deliberately goading him. “Like you’re going easy on me. I’m not even close to satisfied.”
Suha makes a sound that’s barely human. His pheromones surge again, so strong they make my knees buckle. He shoves me back down onto the mattress face-first and covers my body with his, one hand fisting in my hair while the other grips my hip hard enough to bruise.
The angle changes and suddenly he’s hitting that spot inside me with every thrust. Pleasure crashes through me in waves, making my whole body shake. I’m moaning into the sheets, my hands scrabbling for purchase on the expensive fabric, completely at his mercy.
But I still can’t keep my mouth shut.
“That’s it,” I gasp out between thrusts. “Finally putting in some effort. Took you long enough.”
He yanks my head back by my hair, forcing my spine to arch. His teeth find my neck again, biting down on the junction between neck and shoulder. The pain makes me see stars, but I’m pushing back against him, meeting each thrust, my body singing with it.
“Harder,” I demand, my voice wrecked. “Come on, you can do better than this. Or are you too weak?”
His grip on my hair tightens and he slams into me with enough force to make the whole bed shake. I can hear the frame creaking under the abuse, can feel bruises forming everywhere he’s touching me. My throat aches from being choked, my face stings from being slapped, my shoulder throbs where he bit me. I’m a mess of pain and pleasure, and I never want it to stop.
“Fucking brat,” Suha snarls, his voice barely recognizable. “I’m going to ruin you.”
“Try it,” I shoot back, grinning even though he can’t see my face. “I bet you can’t even knot me properly. Probably don’t have it in you.”
That does it. His control shatters completely. He fucks into me like he’s trying to break me, each thrust brutal and unforgiving. His hand wraps around my throat again from behind, squeezing until I can’t breathe, until the world starts to fade at the edges. But I can still feel him inside me, still feel the way his cock is starting to swell.
He’s close. I can tell by the way his rhythm falters, by the way his pheromones are flooding the room, by the desperate edge to his growls. He’s going to knot me. Finally, after months of searching, I’m going to get what I need.
“Come on,” I wheeze out, my voice barely audible past his grip on my throat. “Knot me. Show me what a real alpha can do.”
Something about my words seems to do the trick, cause I feel it, the stutter of his hips and the distinct, unmistakable swelling at the base of his cock.
The knot starts as a dull pressure, just a hint of what’s to come, then blooms into an inexorable swell that fills me completely, stretching me until the sting of my rim expanding is blinding. I can feel every ridge and pulse of him as he locks inside me, the thick base of his cock pressing against tender places that make my thighs tremble. My breath comes in gasps assensation overwhelms me, pleasure and pain twisting together in a dizzying spiral until they’re indistinguishable.
