Page 63 of Primal Claim


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He stared at her for a long moment, debating how to handle this moment. On one hand, pulling her up short and demonstrating—in public—that she no longer had even the illusion of control over anything anymore was likely the most effective response when it came to her training, that wasn’t what he chose.

Because she was simply too stunning. Her beauty, standing there before him in the golden light had him transfixed at the sight, though he would never tell her that. The very last thing she needed to know was the true depth of the hold she had over his emotions—and his lust—now.

Be careful here.

“Ask me then,” he murmured, slowly circling her as she stood there in the middle of the park. A bicyclist sped by, his head turning for just a split second as he passed, eyes fixed on Chastity’s slutty display her top made of her round, heavy breasts. Then he was gone with a crackling of gravel.

“I want to know… what’s in your head. I don’t understand any of this. What I’m feeling… what I’m becoming. But I know one thing. I know you understand what I need… even if I don’t.” She swallowed hard, wringing her hands together in front of her, her fingers tugging at the hem of her too-short skirt stretched tight across the span of her thighs. “I need to know if this is more than just hormones, or chemicals, or whatever the fuck is happening.” Her gaze locked with his then, and he saw the anguish there. And something else too, the realization of it making his heart squeeze in his chest.

Hope.

“Tell me there’s something more here. Between us. Please, sir.” Her eyes welled then, the threatening tears catching the dazzling light. “I need to know that what I’m feeling… isn’t stupid, or misguided, or—”

He laid a finger across her lips. “Shh. You asked the question, now be good and be quiet while I answer it.”

Wrapping a hand about her throat, he pulled her close, staring down into those fathomless blue eyes. “What there is in my head can’t be spoken of. Not by me.”

She grimaced, a line furrowing her brow. But he shook his head at her, and she paled ever so slightly.

“Not because I don’t wish to speak of it, but because I don’t understand it. Not fully, anyway.” He lowered his voice to a whisper, letting his lips brush her heated forehead, her blushing cheeks, the soft down of her eyebrows. “But that doesn’t change what’s happening, and what you are to me. What youmeanto me.”

It was folly to succumb to the emotion welling up inside him, but seeing her, so vulnerable, afraid, and confused, it crystallized what he was feeling. It shone a light on what was unspoken but as obvious as the sunrise now.

He tipped her chin up, and he smiled then. She smiled back, her thick lashes fluttering as a single tear dashed down her cheek. “I’m going to kiss you, Chastity. Because I want to taste you. Because I want you to know… that no matter what you’re feeling, you aren’t alone. Not anymore. Because I’m here. I’m not letting you go. And you’re going to have to accept that. No matter how long it takes you.” He pressed his lips to hers then, and she moaned softly into his mouth. He held her tightly as he explored her mouth with his tongue, learned its feel, reveled in her yielding, the soft surrender, as her sigh of need vibrated against his lips.

The sounds of the city around them faded to nothingness as he kissed her, pulling her up onto her tiptoes, his hand closing around her soft, round breast, squeezing it firmly until she gasped against him.

Finally, he released her, licking his lips as he gazed down upon her. “Most of all, know this. Everything I know, everything I’ve learned… never prepared me for this. I was never told what these feelings would do to me.” His voice grew thick, quieter, and he met her welling eyes. “No one ever told me… that I’d fall in love. But I have. I love you, Chastity. And you’remine. You don’t really understand what that means yet. But you will.” He gave her nipple a hard pinch and she swallowed down a squeak as she peered up at him. “Now, it’s time to get you home. I own you now—and I wish to use my property.Thoroughly.”

CHAPTER24

Adam’s mouth was on hers the second they got back to Chastity’s apartment, and as her body exploded with desire and arousal, a vague thought in the back of her mind pondered if she should ask Adam to formally move in with her. She had never been to his place; she didn’t even know where it was.

And it wasn’t like everything about their relationship wasn’t as formal as it could be, now.

“Fuck, sir…” she gasped the second he broke the kiss and allowed her to breathe. Her hands curled into his shirt, clutching close to him as their foreheads rested against each other.

He chuckled, and the sound went straight to Chastity’s pussy as he backed her up until she was pressed firmly against the cold metal of her front door. “Desperate girl. You’d think your heat hadn’t just ended.”

He reached under the edge of Chastity’s skirt before she could protest the callous words, and she moaned loudly as his fingers pressed deep inside her in one motion. Her thighs were wet with her juices from the embarrassment of the registration, and she knew it, but it didn’t make the wet sound of his fingers moving inside her any less humiliating.

“Such a wet slut for me.” His lips brushed against the column of her neck as he pressed kisses to her skin, and Chastity reached up to tangle her fingers in his dark hair. It was a move bolder than anything she had attempted thus far, but his admission in the park… he couldn’t have been clearer about what he meant, and his intent. It had lit a fire inside her that she couldn’t explain. Both soothing her nerves at her feelings being unrequited and giving her hope for a future that was more than her body serving as her Alpha’s sex toy whenever he felt like.

Though she was sure there would be plenty of that, too.

“Fuck, Adam…” Chastity moaned as his fingers bumped against her cervix, making her legs shake. “I… I need…” Her fingers tightened in his hair, and the hiss of pain he let out made her pussy clench.

“Feisty,” he murmured, reaching back with his free hand and gently disentangling her fingers from his hair.

Chastity blushed, whimpering as his fingers moved inside her again. “S-sorry, sir, I wasn’t thinking…”

He chuckled again, then tilted his head to the side as if thinking of something. “Poor thing. So distracted by your pussy that you forget the basic rules of respect to your Alpha. That’s okay. We can rectify that.”

His fingers were swiftly pulled from her pussy before Chastity could protest or try to defend herself, and she was unceremoniously dragged across the room and bent over the back of her couch. Her skirt was shoved up and over her hips until the flesh of her ass was bared, and a light tap of his hand against one of her buttocks made Chastity whimper in anticipation.

“I was going to spank you anyway, just because I want to. But now it will serve as a little reminder as well.” His voice was gleeful, and Chastity blushed even deeper as one of his big hands smoothed over her skin.

The first blow landed without warning, more shocking than painful, and the feeling of her buttocks bouncing made Chastity clench. The clicking of Adam’s tongue in reprimand made her force her muscles to relax almost immediately, though.

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