Page 12 of Feral King


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“I’m not afraid of you,” I countered.

“You should be,” he growled, and my core ignited with a flush of heat. I gasped, but it came out sounding more like a soft moan than anything else. The veins in his forearms were visible as he squeezed his fists tighter.

Instead of saying anything more, I took another step towards him, and his face flashed with fury, uneasiness, and arousal all of his own.

All of a sudden, he lost his battle with his restraint.

He rushed towards me in a flash of movement. With a sharp cry, I took a step back as my own instincts finally kicked in, but it was far too late. In a flurry of motion, he was on top of me. I tried to push against his chest, but his arm was around my waist and my world turned upside down as he lifted me clean off the ground and deposited me flat on my back. His fingers dug into my hip, and I swore I felt the tips of his claws pressing into me.

I didn’t know why that made my insides do somersaults.

“Wait! I don’t even know your name!” I shrieked, but it was too late.

His other hand pressed against my throat, and my mind recoiled, but my body screamed for him. Soon, all I could focus on was his hands on me and the blood rushing through my head. I bit my lip and tasted blood as his eyes bored down into mine, giving me my first real good look into who he was. As if giving me a window into his soul, I saw every emotion flicker through his heated gaze as he stared back at me, the strongest being regret, hunger, and uncontrollable desire.

His irises were a rich emerald green with flecks of glistening golden honey. The moonlight caught his gaze just so, inviting me in at the same time I wanted to pull away. My lips parted as I struggled to cope with what was happening now whether I wanted it or not.

His brow furrowed as his gaze dropped to my lips.

“Please don’t,” I tried, my nerves quelling up from deep in the pit of my belly. I whimpered as his stare burned into mine. His gaze grew darker, hiding the flecks of honey behind dark shadow.

My heart pounded in my chest as he braced himself above me and pressed one knee in between my thighs, forcing my legs open. He breathed in deeply, and there was no question in my mind as to whether he could smell my arousal now.

The hand holding my hip dipped down the curved surface, gliding over my arousal before he pulled it away and held it before my face. Even as his touch left my skin, a fiery, tingling sensation remained, and I wanted nothing more than for it to return and touch me in the place I needed it the most.

My wetness glistened on his fingers in the glowing light streaming down from overhead. A strangled cry of shame fell from my lips, and he stopped short. While maintaining eye contact, he slipped his fingers into his mouth and swirled his tongue around them, cleaning my wetness off right in front of me.

My core constricted even tighter, and my pussy clenched, practically begging in silence for him to take me as hard as he saw fit.

Before I could do anything to stop him, his lips fell to mine. At the moment of contact, my whole body ignited with tiny fireworks, and I trembled, immediately overwhelmed with intense desire. Tentatively, I touched the side of his hip.

His kiss started off vaguely gentle, but it didn’t stay that way. The longer it continued, the more persistent he became until his lips were possessing mine. His mouth demanded my surrender, turning bruisingly hard and devilishly intoxicating. A part of me wanted to pull away, but an even bigger part of me wanted to find out what else was coming.

“Please,” I whispered.

I didn’t know what I was asking for anymore. His teeth nipped my lower lip. They were somehow sharper than I thought they would be, and then he kissed me even more savagely than before.

I fell prey to his demands without meaning to, and I kissed him back. His hand slammed into the ground beside my head as his tongue speared in between my lips, our kiss turning into a wild, animalistic dance that was fueled not by thought, but by raw passion.

I moaned, and he growled in return. I should have been terrified, but his rumbling, feral growl did nothing but fuel my desire to even greater heights. Delirious, I nipped his lower lip and he growled again, only to pull back and nip my throat. His gaze roved up and down my naked body, and I shuddered hard, knowing he wanted far more than what he had already taken.

He dragged his teeth along the sensitive expanse of my neck, dropping downward until he reached the swell of my breast. He palmed my right side, grazing his thumb over the hard tip of my nipple, and I gasped. Without meaning to, I bucked my hips, inadvertently rubbing my clit directly against the fabric of his pants. An electric fissure of pleasure spiked through me, and I bit back a moan, but only just.

He glanced up at me and lowered his mouth further still until it closed over my nipple. Using his teeth, he nipped me lightly, and then his tongue curled salaciously around the aching bud. My whole body trembled at once, and he did it again on the other side as his other hand dipped back down in between my thighs.

I knew what he would find even before he touched me.

I was so wet that it coated both inner thighs now. With every passing moment, I felt another droplet of arousal drip down my naked flesh. Gently, one fingertip passed over my clit lightly and I arched up into his touch with a heated cry.

His answering growl consumed me.

He palmed my other breast, and my body gave way. My mind was a muddy mess of dizzying sensation, and I could do nothing but try to stumble through the staggering haze. Beneath him, I came alive, and I never wanted it to stop.

I knew that it wasn’t my choice, though. I’d pushed him into this. I’d ignored his warning, and even though a tiny sliver of me was afraid of what might happen, I openly ignored it in favor of the needy pulse in between my legs.

His tongue laved at my breast, and then he bit down much harder this time, causing me to arch right off the mossy ground.

My core throbbed with frantic excitement, my heart racing in my chest. His touch was like fire, billowing across my skin with scorching heat. His movements were wild, predatory in nature, and savage with desire. He continued his explorations of my body, pinching and biting his way across the expanse, using the tips of his claws to tease me while he took me down as if I was his prey.

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