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“And yes,” he continued as if there had never been any interruption, “I expect you to appreciate my efforts to make you happy. You, who thanks a Gods damned doctor for doing her job and not the man who has risked everything for you.”

“You only—”

“Quiet,” Tobias shouted, grabbing hold of Quinn’s kicking leg to pull her under his weight. Burying her in his scent and body as he bared his teeth, one hand went to his throat. Ripping away the fine linen of his shirt, dragging it down his shoulder to expose the red ring of her claim. “The Alpha who did this to prove to you, once and for all, that he is yours as much as you are his.”

“You didn’t know,” Quinn said, stumbling over the words in near silence. Flinching away from the sight that filled her with as much ominous dread as furious gratification. The elated sense of power in the hospital long since fled since her first steps through those doors, she cowered beneath him.

“I knew it would bind me to you, and that was all that mattered,” he hissed, slapping her outer thigh when she resisted the pressure of his knee. “Do not make me tell you to spread one more time.”

“No! Please don’t do this,” Quinn shouted, squirming her way through the crumbling mountains blankets. “If you hurt me—”

“I have never hurt you. I am sick of these accusations.”

“All you have ever done is hurt me! From the very beginning, and have you forgotten what put me in the hospital? You. Raping me for hours, not listening to me, refusing to stop while I bled out under you—”

“Enough,” Tobias yelled, the sound rattling the windows in their casements. Thin veneer of restraint vanishing, so much acrid smoke between them, he set to work. Ignoring her shrieks and yells, Tobias tore her clothes away. The tattered remains of her pants fell under his strength, the delicate sweater becoming tangled threads in his hands. Maneuvering her far smaller body across the bed, he splayed her in the middle of the too large space. “It is long past time that you showed your appreciation to your mate. Shall I remind you of all that I’ve done?”

Wrists pinned to her thighs, spread wide around him, Quinn sobbed. Screamed at the ceiling as he moved down her body with torrid kisses. Tongue licking at the fine sheen of sweat coating her while she continued to struggle. All of it in vain as he called to her, pushing the sound into her skin, the deep rumble vibrating along her spine as she arched and writhed.

“I could have kept you as a breeder, but I didn’t. I gave you the power of being my mate, the mother of my children,” he murmured against her.

Waiting for the rush of heady sunshine that she could fight against where her physical strength would never be enough, Quinn balked when all he did was press that lying mouth against her. Shuddering as his tongue dipped between the slick lips of her pussy, mapping the delicate folds, nothing but the intense warmth of her body’s betrayal came to her. None of his usual tricks, no drowning her in the golden heat. Tobias destroyed her one piece at a time with her basest chemistry.

“I feed you the finest foods, keep you in luxurious clothes.”

Body so used to his touch, she didn’t realize her knees had long since fallen open. That her hips bucked against the slick slide of his lips when he pressed them against the thundering pulse hammering in her clit. The bundle of nerves begging for attention, wanton and desperate while Quinn gasped.

“I gave you safety. A real home where you can raise our children.”

“S-Stop. Just stop, please…”

Thick fingers careful as they slid into her wet heat, he crooked them to rub against that delicious spot. Grinding against it while easing her into the slow rhythm, his mouth caught her clit. Soft suction built to something far stronger, almost painful in its pleasure, while he flicked his tongue over the imprisoned bit of flesh.

“I’ve protected you as best I can, and I will never forgive myself for what happened to you while you were mine.”

Unwanted pleasure fueled by anger tangled up her spine. Ratcheting through the vertebrae, Quinn couldn’t fight against the rising tide of sensations. She bucked against the devastation only he could bring, fingers reaching for his hair, left to scratch at her skin as he kept her locked in his grip.

Quinn’s moans echoed through the room as sweet, hot bliss twined through her veins. Jostled higher with every coarse flick of his tongue, his name flew from her lips on an airy cry announcing her approaching downfall.

Tobias redoubled his efforts.

Brought to the brink, Quinn keened as the impending crash rose up before her scrunched eyelids. Promising a release she didn’t want, he growled words of encouragement between hard sucks to the abused flesh of her clit. Abandoning his hold on her wrists, he palmed Quinn’s ass with one hand, bringing her up to his mouth as a delicious feast. Fingers of his other hand plunging into her in a furious tempo, he gave her no choice.

Teetering on the edge, Quinn cried out. Cursing and praising him in the same panting breath. A sudden flare of honeyed sunshine exploded within her chest. Ripped open, rays of golden warmth bursting forth through her senses brought the doubled sensation of his working lips and teeth. She could feel every movement he made, deep inside her soul and on every inch of her tingling skin.

There was no defense for such a sweet violation.

Screams of ecstasy pouring from between slack lips, she came. Wet sounds grew louder as her pussy rippled and clutched at his pumping fingers, trying to hold on to something that would not come. White hot torrents speared through her, leaving syrupy lies in their wake. Sensation unending as he created a vicious loop. Feeding every touch back to her, compounding it all. Tobias prolonged her pleasure until Quinn could only croak out a hoarse cry. Left her broken and shivering as her lungs filled with ragged gasps of air too thick with the scents of sex and mayhem.

“You are mine, little bird,” he whispered against reddened flesh, nuzzling the soft skin where thigh met hip. “Resist all you want, cry if you must, but I can see inside of you and I know everything that you refuse to admit.”

“You see what you want to see,” Quinn sobbed, heels digging into his ribs to twitch away from his sucking mouth. “You don’t see me.”

Snarling a curse under his breath, Tobias grasped her hips and pulled Quinn flush to his waiting lips. Forced her to endure the ache of too much sensation as he lapped through her wetness, tongue burrowing deep before he began to lick and suck at her thighs and the softness of her mound again.

“I see plenty, little bird,” he said through a sultry growl, lips opening to suck hard on her clit until she jostled and whined before he eased back. “No one has ever offered you even half of what I’ve freely given you.”

“You take too much.” Quinn panted, palms shoving at his forehead when he dipped down to taste her. Whined and jostled when he wouldn’t be moved from lapping at the river of slick.