He pulled her back before she could get far.
Kahler worked his way up the bed, showering her with more attention. Muddling her thoughts as confusion and pleasure warred within.
“All over. You taste incredible,” Kahler said against her breast, teeth sinking into the malleable flesh before he groaned and sucked the taut peak between his lips. Tongue flicking wild over the hard nub as he pinched it with the sharp edge of his teeth, the reverberation of his lascivious growl shuddering through her bones.
Gaping in bewildered rapture, she had no defense when his mouth took hers. A violent assault of her senses, he plunged his tongue between her lips. The slick slide of wet flesh and the bite of sharp teeth made her moan. Brows scrunched tight, she gripped his shoulder, unsure if she was pulling him forward or trying to push him away.
Hovering in a state of panicked bliss, sucking in deep breaths of the excited male, Quinn tipped her hips up in offering. Knew her pupils were blown wide, drunk on the sensations. Prayed it would swallow her up as she felt the heated trail of his excitement smearing against her inner thigh.
They both groaned as he shuffled forward, the throbbing length of his cock sliding home in one smooth thrust. Still gripping her, he forced her eyes to his with his free hand as he began the long, slow drag back out. Hovered with just the swollen crown inside of her until Quinn made an impatient sound.
“You feel so damn good,” Kahler husked against her lips as he repeated the action. Hilting himself hard enough to jostle her, a true smile quirking his lips up when she whined for more. “So fucking beautiful. So tight, you grip my cock so good, sweetness. The Gods made your pussy for me.”
Quinn snarled, hating that he was still talking. Keeping her too aware to tumble into the oblivion of instinct. Wanting him to shut up, to do what he did best and just take what he wanted, she clawed at his back with her free hand. Bared her teeth at his growl, challenging him as he snapped his hips to drive his thickness deep inside of her.
Kahler’s eyes narrowed and then the true torture began.
Languorous, he violated her senses, one after the other. Feeding her their combined fluids on his fingers as he fucked her with slow, agonizing thrusts. His mouth moving over every inch of flesh he could reach as he praised her in a hundred different ways, from the softness of her skin to the blush that reddened her cheeks. Refusing to give her the violence she needed to tip over into nothingness.
On and on, time slipped by until the sun was streaming through the windows and Quinn was screaming. Demanding that he finish it, that he fuck her, to give her what her body craved. Overwrought senses raw, she sobbed when he gave that first hard thrust.
Feral in her need as she drowned in instinct, she bit and scratched at the male moving above her. Urged him to slam his hips against hers, grinding against him to drive that painful fullness that much deeper. Her moans and cries tangled with the sound of sweat slick skin coming together, a ragged symphony directed by the Alpha who seemed intent on pushing so deep inside of her they were one.
Pleasure wound its way up her spine, suffusing her limbs with pulses of heat. Back arched high, she clung to him. Dragged higher into the maelstrom of sensation, she keened when he launched a delirious attack on the reddened peaks of her breasts. Heels digging into his flanks, she pulled him tight. Working her hips to grind her clit against the hard planes of him, she trilled and moaned.
Writhing against the too much sensation as the angry rasp of his stubble scored her neck, she bucked. Shrieked as he hammered against the very end of her. The utter perfection of the pleasurable pain sending her soaring higher. A devastating fall that called to her.
“Mine. My precious, sweet little bird. You are mine,” he husked against her shoulder, mouthing the long line of scars that were his. “Always. Always been, always will be.”
Quinn’s mouth fell open on a silent scream as his teeth dug in. Shoved off the cliff of the impending plunge, her body seized. Every limb locked tight as her pussy fluttered around the pulsing thickness of his cock. White hot and blinding it blazed through her. Crackling under her skin, a thousand incandescent explosions. An endless wave of sensation that crashed into her chest before howling through her veins.
Slick muscle contracted over the faint swell of the knot as he continued to pound through the tight clench. Roaring against her bloody shoulder, fingers shoved deep into her hair. Scoring her scalp as he pushed her open lips against his shoulder. Shoved in deep as the knot swelled, stretching her in a painful rush as the first wave of heady fluid bathed her insides.
Dragging the knot back, making her scream. Shoved home one last time.
Quinn’s mouth clamped shut, taking his shoulder between her teeth. Digging in hard, deep, until the flat iron taste of blood mingled with the decadent flavor chocolate and chilies.
Bit deeper still as her chest cracked wide. Soul split asunder, her heart torn free from its moorings.
Quinn screamed. Screamed and screamed as everything exploded around her.
The world jerked, reality shifting, tilting, crashing. An endless, swirling vortex that tore her soul apart. Fluttering wisps whipped away by an unseen force, so much confetti in the wind.
Senses crashing together, piling up. Smashing, crumpling, becoming something other and new. Leaving her floundering in the darkness.
Still she screamed as he rocked the knot inside of her, purring against the fresh wound he lapped at, teeth still clenched tight.
Shock settled into her bones, the very marrow gone cold.
What had he done?
“Always, Quinn. Always.”
****
“Stop.”
It was unnerving. Impossible, horrible, ridiculous, but above all, unnerving. The way he knew. The way sheknewhe knew.
