Forced her to taste him again.
It obliterated her anger in a single swallow. The bond writhed and shrieked in her chest, as insistent as the male above her. The painful ache between her thighs refused to be ignored, need twisting through her limbs until she shuddered and clung to the intense heat of him.
Losing a little more of herself, swollen lips parted. The wet, slick muscle of her tongue peeking out to lap at his cock. Groan becoming a low hum of satisfaction as she sucked the heady liquid down.
It was him. Her body knew him in those moments. Knew what he would do to her, what he’d give. There were no more unknowns as she swallowed him, chocolate and chilies warming her throat and belly.
“Have it your way, little bird.”
“Fuck me,” Quinn mumbled against his throbbing flesh, fingers scratching a delicate tease over the tensed muscles of his ass. “Fuck me, knot me. Fill me with your come.”
“What was that?”
“Please, fuck me,” Quinn whined, trailing off into a high pitched keen as she rubbed the length of him across her cheek. Nuzzled his base, licking at the tight sac beneath.
“Again.”
“Need it. Knot me. Fill me up. Please, please, fuck me!”
With the speed and grace of an Alpha in his prime, Kahler was back between her legs. Spreading her open, pushing inside before Quinn could do more than grab onto the sheets and whimper. Stretching her around his thickness, the call he gave was guttural. The decadent sound shivered through her bones, prickling her skin as Quinn arched into him. Taking him deeper as he ground their hips together and she wrapped her body around him.
There was nothing soft about their coming together. It was a clash of wills, even as she surrendered to her body’s demands. Biting, clawing, she shrieked and bucked beneath him as he slammed into her body again and again. The tight edge of pain he rode her against thrilling in its destruction of her sense of self.
Moans high and airy, she sucked the sweat from his skin. Taking in more of his heady scent as pleasure suffused her. Gripping her in its tight fist, crushing her against the implacable force that was him.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
“Shut up,” Quinn hissed, scoring her nails down to his ass, urging him to pound her into the bed. Digging her nails deep until the Alpha snarled and did as she wanted.
“Tell me you are mine,” he roared, punctuating each word with a powerful thrust, only his hands hauling her into the surging movement keeping her from being shoved up the bed. Gripping her swollen breast, nails digging into the soft flesh. The taut peak caught between his fingers twisted.
Biting down into his forearm, Quinn shrieked and spread wider. Tipping her hips up into the deep ache as his cock stretched her open. Pounding into her. Thighs trembling with the strain as she begged for more. Utter bliss shoving her before it. A precipice soaring ever higher as the base of his cock began to swell.
The slap of skin and their panting moans were the only sounds then. Arm snaking under her back, he lifted her hips. Wrenching her into his violence, he licked and sucked at her breasts with savage growls as she cried out. Sunk his teeth deep.
Oblivion threaded through her veins, punching into her stomach as he shoved the air from her lungs in raw grunts. The wet sucking sounds of her cunt fluttering around driving flesh twisted through the slick slap of skin.
“Tell me!” Hauled up from the bed, he pulled her body down onto his cock. Bottoming out, grinding in. Caught and held her gaze as Quinn came apart.
“Yes!”
Pleasure crackled across her senses, blinding hot and jagged as it tore away. Ripping through her, dragging a scream from her raw throat. The shrill note held as she shattered under the vicious onslaught. Slamming home, the knot swelled. Locked behind her pelvic bone, he ground against her. Crushing her clit between them. Doubling the intensity, sucking waves pulling her under. Crashing into her, through her.
“I can already smell the change on your skin. You’ll have your heat soon,” he murmured against her hair after they had calmed.
His come still leaked from her, raw folds tender as he pulled her leg higher over his hip. Quinn tucked her face tighter against his chest, willing him to be quiet, praying he would just shut up. The words were said though, drifting through the air to taunt her with reality.
He was right. The bastard was right.
“Then, my little bird, I’m going to give you another baby.” With another yawn, Kahler settled back, nuzzling her crown as he pulled Quinn tighter. “Maybe a little boy this time.”
If he felt the way she froze, how her spine grinded as she straightened, he ignored it. Cradling her head to his chest, he purred until he drifted off.
Sated, he left her alone in the dark with her thoughts.
Hours passed, the moon’s pale glow a distant memory. The stars winking, cruel and uncaring, in the black velvet of the sky beyond the cold glass. He didn’t rouse when Quinn slipped free of his limbs and off the bed. Careful as she padded on silent feet to the closet, there was no other sound but his deep, even breaths in the dark room.
Pulling a shirt and pants from their shelves, she dressed in the old clothing. Pulled them on as a shield to keep her safe from his intent. Nervous hands ripping at the snarled tangles of her hair, she made the quiet trek to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at the disheveled woman there, the one whose pupils were still too wide, lost in the thick scent of her Alpha. Her mate.
