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Sadness swamps my body again as I take two clean towels from the cabinet and head to the bathroom so I can shower the dirt from my body, especially my feet, wishing some special soap existed to wash the dirt from my soul.
21
Riley
I’m growling at the ceiling while lying on the twin mattress in this tiny room. Because first I was flooded with her sorrow and now her scent surrounds me. And it’s intensifying by the steam of the hot shower she’s in.
She’s in there, a thin wall the only thing separating us. No clothes on, undoubtedly running soapy hands over her wet skin.
The visual hits me like a freight train and I’m suddenly sprinting from the bed, leaving the towel that had been wrapped around my waist behind.
Without premeditation, I’m ripping the bathroom door off the hinges to get to her. It crashes to the floor, then I’m hauling the shower curtain aside and taking in her form amid the steam. She’s shocked. Dripping wet. Naked.
Mine.
I growl in her face as I grab her and haul her up into my arms.
My gums ache as my canines elongate, a pinching sensation coursing through them with the urge to bite.
Intense urges control me now. More than I’ve ever felt, not that day I identified her, not yesterday or the day before. My control has snapped and left the fuckin’ building. It’s on me so strongly I no longer have free will.
I guess it’s my primal instincts that are now in control. Tired of waiting, tired of battling with me. Mase wagered it’d take an hour, but it’s only been twenty minutes.
She’s now on the double bed in the other room and I’m on top of her, one hand full of her hair, holding it tight as I stare at her creamy throat while my chest rises and falls with deep breaths.
“Riley,” she whispers brokenly, tears filling her eyes. “I’m so, so fucking sorry, Riley.”
I snarl and slam my hips forward, impaling her with my rock-hard, aching cock, feeling like her body splits apart at the seams with my forced entry.
She grabs my shoulders and screams at the intrusion as our eyes are locked.
And I have zero control. I’m in the rut. My cock is in charge. The witch and I are just dragged along for the ride.
Hot slickness wraps around me, and I smell the faint tang of her blood on me, too. I drag two fingers through the space where we’re joined, lift my hand and inspect the tinge of pink. Yes. Mine. I taste it and groan, supremely pleased she saved this for me.
She’s jolting at my touch and though her face is pained as she holds on, she doesn’t ask me to stop. She swallows hard, staring deep, telling me with her soulful eyes that this is mine to take. And take it, I will. I have no choice.
I’m not gentle; I can’t be. I’m slamming my hips forward over and over, muscles straining in my neck as primal instincts buzz in my blood.
She still has those freckles on her nose, like so long ago, and I resist the urge to count them. Seeing the tightness in her expression, I somehow find the sense to not continue to be a completely savage neanderthal and find her clit with my thumb as I continue to rut. I rub circles over it and feel her body relax marginally as she lets out a little grunt of more pain. She’s so tight and hot around me, it feels fuckin’ perfect. I rub faster circles and feel another gush of wet. I watch her pretty pink nipples harden, then focus on her pulse throbbing in her beautiful, creamy neck for a minute before I brace one elbow into the pillow and move wet strands of copper hair away from the curve of her throat where her neck meets her shoulder. I’m salivating as my teeth extend further while a growl rolls up from the depths of me. Another hot gush of her essence helps ease my way in and out of her tight, fluttering heat as I clamp down on her throat.
Her body jolts as she cries out. I rub faster, her slickness coating my fingers as my cock continues to slam inside over and over. As I taste my mate’s blood in my mouth, emotions surge through me. Hers. Mine. And it’s so much. So much emotion, I can’t untangle it all.
I’m marking her, making her mine.
Mine!
Urgent, carnal need crests over me again and again while pain shoots through my cock and my balls. I piston harder and harder, unable to stop myself until my knot snaps out for the first time, revving up painfully. The pain and vibrations sending the rutting need into overdrive. And I can’t move.
Fuck, it hurts.
Fuck, it’s right. The most right I’ve ever felt inside a woman.
