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I let out a quick snarl and pushed him, rolling us. He moved easily, letting me control him. "You aremine, Seonjoon. And if you ever forget it, I'll rip your throat out." I bared my teeth and pinned his hands over his head. He let me pretend I could dominate him, and I loved it.
Joon thrust his hips up against me, a smile teasing his lips. "You gonna put me in my place, little beast?"
I dragged my nails down his shoulders, moving over his pecs and along the soft grooves of his abs. "Yes," I whispered, rolling my hips over his thick shaft.
I hated that we were both wearing pants, but something about it was a little thrilling. The soft barrier of fabric between his steely member and my wet center made my clit swell.
I let my robes fall off my shoulders, then squeezed my breasts for him, making my nipples pucker out. Joon's eyes fell to my hands, and he grabbed my hips, helping me grind over his bulge while I palmed and squeezed my breasts.
"Pull your nipples," he commanded, alpha slipping into his words.
I pinched them softly and pulled them out, letting my breasts jiggle as they bounced back.
"Again." His dark eyes pulsed red.
I did as I was told and circled my hips over his cock, making my clit throb. A breathy pant left my lips, and I was suddenly on my back. Joon's massive body hovered over me, trapping me in place. He ripped my pants off in one quick motion, then cupped my sensitive core.
Pushing his palm over my clit, he moved in slow, deliberate circles. He looked deep into my eyes as he rubbed my sex in the most unimaginable way. Then slowly, he pushed two thick fingers into me, and I closed my eyes.
"Open," he ordered, his wolf inching forward.
I obeyed, looking deep into his eyes, unable to defy him even if I wanted to. But I wanted his dominance. I wanted him to own me, fill me, fuck me, take me. Force me to do whatever the hell he wanted.
I was his to control.
Joon thrust his fingers deep inside me, filling the cave with a wet, squelching sound, followed by my breathy moans. All too soon, my pussy tightened, tipping me over that blissful edge.
"That's it," he growled, curling his fingers wildly inside me. "Show me how hard this pussy can come."
My orgasm ripped through me, flashing across my skin and up my spine. I pushed my hips into his hand, not stopping until every swimming pulse of pleasure within me stopped.
Once my body calmed, I dropped my knees, letting my legs fall open. Joon brought his hand up, looking at my slick coating his fingers. I expected him to suck them, but instead, he brought his hand to my mouth and wiped my fluids all over my lips and chin.
He let out a deep growl, then leaned into me, licking the slick off my face. "Do you like the way you taste?" he asked, kissing the tip of my tongue.
"I like the way I taste on your lips," I whispered, breathy and desperate.
Joon thrust his tongue into my mouth and rolled his hips forward, filling me completely. His cock was so hard, and the stretch burned for a moment before bliss took over. He slammed his hips repeatedly, fucking me wild. His feral thrusts pushed me quickly to the edge of another climax, and my body spun out of control, falling apart around him. His eyes flashed red, and he bared his pointed teeth.
Without thinking, I gripped him by the hair and shoved his face into the crook of my neck. Then I demanded, "Mark me."
Then I closed my eyes as he sunk his teeth deep into my flesh, right over Korban's mark.
The Cave Floor
Joon
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My fangs pushedinto Tzidal's soft throat, and my mouth flooded with the sharp tang of blood, followed quickly by the sugared taste of her honey scent. My knot immediately expanded, and I thrust forward, lodging inside her sweet cunt as I came.
My cock pulsed in time to my omega's fluttering heartbeat pressed against my tongue. I was floating in a sea of honey and slick and sex and love.
It was so fucking hard to breathe, and I thought I might pass out for a moment.
Taking a few steady breaths, I sucked hard at Tzidal's throat, causing more of her sugared scent to push into me. The soft taste of cedar followed, then faded, and I finally removed my fangs. I immediately lapped, sucked, and kissed, trying to soothe the torn flesh. My body still thrummed as I worked, holding my mate close.
Tzidal placed her trembling hands on my shoulders. I could already feel the love and happiness within her surge through our mating bond, mixed with fear and sadness. I understood her torment. The last of her mate—the small bit of his essence that lived inside her—was washed out and replaced by my own. All of him was truly gone for her now, and only her memories of him would remain.
