by Jenika Snow
He had been moving this whole time, and I realized we were now in his room. He set me on my feet, but before I could get my bearings, he turned me around and pressed my belly to the smooth, cold, and hard surface of a dresser.
He groaned and palmed my ass in those oversized hands. He stopped touching me with a curse, and I looked over my shoulder to see him all but tearing at his clothing. First, his shirt was taken off, and I was riveted to the bear tattoo on one of his pectoral muscles.
And then he took the jeans off, stood behind me in nothing at all, and my throat dried. He was so long and thick between his legs, so fucking big, that my pussy clenched on its own. I knew he’d fit, knew he’d make it fit, but God would I feel that stretch and burn.
And when Kasias palmed his cock, stroking himself from root to tip, my mouth watered as pre-cum lined the tip.
“Say you’re mine, female.” He stared right into my eyes. “Tell me your virgin pussy is only mine, will only ever be mine.” He moved closer, still with his cock in hand, and started stroking himself faster as he stared at me. “Tell me that once my big fucking dick is in that tight little pussy of yours that you’ll never allow any male near you again.”
I couldn’t breathe or think, but the words fell from me effortlessly. “I’m yours. I’ll only ever be yours.” He groaned. “This pussy is yours.” I popped my ass out as if to emphasize that point. And as I felt strength move through me, I said, “Just the same way you’re mine, Kasias. You’ll only ever be mine.” He closed his eyes, and his entire body shuddered at those words.
“Only yours,” he moaned in a distorted voice.
He let go of himself, and I felt my eyes widen as I saw pre-cum drip off the tip of his cock, this stringy clear fluid falling to the floor. I moaned at how erotic the sight was. My eyes widened even more when he smoothed his thumb over the crown, gathering more pre-cum that seemed to be a constant at the tip, and moved closer to me. I couldn’t tear my gaze from his cock, my focus on that cum-soaked digit, but then I finally glanced to his eyes.
“Open,” he said that one word in a demanding tone, and I found myself parting my lips and obeying right away. I tasted his seed when he ran his thumb over the tip of my tongue, and as I closed my lips around his finger and sucked, sucked, sucked, lights exploded behind my now closed eyes. God, he tasted good. So good that I wanted to drink him up.
Before I knew what was happening, he brought his palm down on my ass so hard I curled my hands around the dresser for support, opened my eyes, and parted my lips to gasp. He pulled his thumb out, leaned in to replace it with his tongue, and kissed me for long seconds.
“Yeah,” he groaned against my mouth before giving me one lingering kiss and straightening. He smoothed his hand over one of my ass cheeks, soothing the sting away. Blood rushed below the surface of my skin, and pleasure took a front seat.
Kasias was staking his claim, marking me in every way, and I knew I was about to really experience the full effect of what it meant to be taken by an alpha mate.
“Fucking say it, mate.”
There was a warning laced in his words, one I knew would not be denied.
“Say you’re mine.”
I didn't want to disobey him. God. I didn't want to.
“I’m yours,” I said instantly, meaning it right down to my core. I meant it with everything in me. He smacked my ass again, and I dug my nails into the wood of the dresser. The pain was so good. He smacked my ass again and again, not overly hard, but with enough force I felt that sting, knew my skin was red, probably his handprints painting my flesh.
The pain and pleasure stopped for only a heartbeat before I felt his breath on my ass. I felt him run his nose up and down the crease of my bottom, his tongue following the path.
“Your body was made for me. And this ass…” he growled low. “This ass will be mine at some point, Penny. I’ll fill every part of you with my cum.” He gave one cheek a gentle kiss then. “But not tonight. Tonight, my mate needs her pretty, tight cunt filled to ease that mating heat.”
He curled his fingers into my hips right before he smoothed his palms over my cheeks, spread them wide, then ran his tongue up and down the slit of my pussy. He sucked and licked, nipped and hummed along my swollen, heated flesh. And I was wantonly thrusting back against him, grinding on him so obscenely I should have been embarrassed. But I wasn’t. I was turned on.
And just when I was about to beg him to fuck me, he stood and started running the thick tip of his cock up and down my center. I could feel his pre-cum on the most intimate part of me, and that heat knew what it was, what it needed. I felt cool and collected for a second before my body temperature rose even higher.
“Penny,” he moaned. “Beg for my cock in that tight cunt, baby. Ask your mate for it all.”
Oh. God.
His words were so vulgar, and, Goddammit, they turned me on even more.
If he wanted more begging, I’d give it all to him and say thank you at the end.
8
Penny
Kasias growled, and I melted against the dresser even more.
Fuck me.
Just shove deep inside me.
I don’t need gentle.
I don’t want sweet.
I want to be fucked. By you.
Of course I said none of those things out loud. This was totally new to me, even if I was acting like some hungry female needed copious amounts of dick.
“Widen your stance for me, female. I want to see your dripping pussy hole right before I pop that cherry.” His voice was a rough timbre.
I was putty in his hands; had been since the moment I saw him at Ginny’s.
I had one cheek against the dresser, my hands curled around the edge, and felt his eyes on my now exposed sex.
“Fuck, you’re so pink and wet.” His body heat was exponentially more potent without his clothes on, and I felt so hot from it.
Kasias ran his finger down my slit and pushed it into my pussy, which my inner muscles immediately clamped down on. He grunted in approval.
I closed my eyes, and image after video image of him pounding into me coursed through my mind.
“You’re gonna be sore come morning, mate.”
Good. God. Yes.
“Fuck me already.” I was past caring about anything but feeling him stretch me.
And then I felt that thick, bulbous head in my hole. He used his foot to kick my legs farther apart and nestled his lean hips between my thighs. That first touch of his cock head to my pussy hole had electricity coursing through my nerve endings.
But to my disappointment, he didn’t thrust in. He kept tormenting me by rubbing himself up and down my cleft, gathering my pussy cream, and smearing his pre-cum in me.
Lifting my ass, begging him, propositioning him without words, I bit my lip and purred. And then his cock was being fed into my body, pushing through the barrier, the tight ring of unused muscle, claiming the space as only his.
“Fuck meeeee,” I cried when he went agonizingly slow. He roared out and shoved right into me, deep, hard, and so damn thoroughly that I cried out as pleasure—relief—stole my breath, my pulse, hell, my very sanity.
I'd never felt so completely taken with only one thrust. My inner muscles clenched along his length, and he grunted, buried balls-deep in me, bottomed out, staying still so I could adjust if only for this one moment.
Kasias pulled my ass cheeks apart wide, and I knew he was watching, staring at where he impaled me. He kept a steady pace of pulling out of me and then pushing back in.
Back and forth.
In and out.
Over and over again.
I felt his raw, animalistic magnetism, felt the mating heat consume me.
“Fuck.” He picked up speed and slammed harder into me. “Your cunt is so damn tight… mine.” He slammed into me again and again, and I was mindless, delirious from the pleasure.
Sweat formed on every inch of my body. I felt my orgasm start to move forward, outwar
d, encompassing all of me.
Kasias worked his dick in deep, long strokes. I panted, begged, moaned, and needed more.
And then it was right there. The pleasure. The intensity. “I’m going to come,” I gasped. It was like I couldn’t get enough, like there was no way for me to stop the climaxes from coming and coming and coming.
I was insatiable
He was feral.
I was wet and hot, swollen and needy, and I knew the only male to ever be able to satisfy me and my cravings with this one. My male.
Kasias.
I felt beads of his sweat fall from his body and land on my back. I wanted to be covered in it, in him. I wanted to be saturated in all things Kasias. His pheromones were in me, on me, but I wanted more. So. Much. More.
I gasped out when he reached around and found my clit, rubbing the already ultra-sensitive bundle of nerves, causing another series of aftershocks of pleasure to fill me. He pumped three more times and pulled out, but before disappointment could fill me, Kasias had me turned around and in his arms.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.
His big palms curled around my ass, his thick cock jutting against my slit.
He strode to the bed at the same time his mouth latched onto the base of my neck. And once I was in the center of his massive bed, I sighed in pleasure. His huge body covered mine, his hand roughly pushing my knees apart so he could settle between them. He started moving against me then, not penetrating me, just sliding that thickness up and down my cleft.
I clawed at his back, knew there would be marks. But I knew he’d leave his brand on me, and I wanted the same thing for him.
He wasn’t gentle as he thrust back into me, and then he started moving harder and faster.
“God,” I cried out. “It’s so good.”
He growled and started biting my throat again gently. He thrust in and out of me, and the sound of my pussy sucking at his cock bombarded all my senses.
“Mate. My female,” he groaned. “It’s so fucking good.”
It was more than good. It was everything.
9
Penny
Kasias pulled back to look down at me. He was larger than life, aroused beyond belief, and all I could do was breathe, or try to remember how to.
His lips slowly curved into a grin, but there wasn’t anything humorous about the look. It was… feral. He was on me then, like a predator pouncing on his prey.
He gripped my legs with an iron hold and wrenched them open. A surprised, aroused sound left me, and I gripped the sheets beneath me, curling my nails into the soft material, smelling nothing but the wild, woodsy scent of Kasias.
The monstrous dick that rose from between his thighs looked like it could do some serious damage, split me in two, but God I’d never wanted to be destroyed as much as I did right then. I flicked my gaze from that third limb to his face and saw him looking at me right between the thighs.
His massive chest rose and fell from the force of his breathing, his mouth slightly parted, his canines visible as they pressed to his bottom lip. The sting of pain from his claws digging into my flesh had my pleasure increasing.
“Penny,” he moaned. “I’m going to tear you up, just eat you alive until there’s nothing left, little mate.” He snarled, snapped his teeth, showed me exactly how very animal he was right now. “I’m going to fuck the mating heat right out of you.”
Oh. My. God.
I clenched my hands even tighter in the sheets. A tingling sensation traveled throughout my whole body at his sandpaper voice. His animalistic masculinity was something to be rivaled, and his fierce, strong, and intimidating presence made me feel like his prey.
The corded muscle and tendons that were laced and bulging right underneath his golden flesh had the urge to claw at him fill me in the most desperate way.
The thick crest of his cock pressed against the entrance of my pussy once more. He held my gaze for a suspended moment before slamming into me with so much force I slid up the bed. A shocked cry left me on its own, yet it wasn’t one that was meant to stop this, but one that was a plea for it harder, rougher… for him to fill me impossibly more.
Everything around me faded until there was only this one moment.
He pulled back, and I lifted up slightly, looking at his cock, which was glossy from my pussy cream and streaked with my virgin blood. My thighs were glossy, tinged in pink, the combination of all our fluids so damn hot I couldn’t even breathe.
He pushed into me and pulled back out over and over again, and there was no way I could look away from the very erotic sight.
My arms shook, and my breath left me in uneven gasps. I knew he was losing control by the way his body seemed to get harder, tighter, by the way his breathing was frantic.
And then there was his polar bear. As he looked right in my eyes, I saw that animal flash across his visage. His beast stared at me… wanted me.
I could almost hear what his animal roared out.
“You’re ours.”
“You’re mine as much as you’re his.”
And as I watched his animal take a little more control, a little more dominance, that’s when he really started fucking me.
Kasias placed his hand on my hip, his claws puncturing my flesh until I hissed out in pleasure and pain. He made a low, deep growly noise, pulled out of me, and then lowered his face to my hips, stroking his tongue over the small wounds. His mouth was warm, his saliva filled with his pheromones. It moved into my bloodstream, and I grew high from the sensation. He was so gentle—intimate—as he licked at those wounds. It was a show of his ownership, of our mating.
I wanted to rub myself all over him like the cat in heat that I was.
“Pull your pussy lips apart, let me see all that pink, wet, perfection as I keep feeding you my cock.”
The air left me so hard I grew dizzy but reached down and did what he wanted—what I wanted to do.
His cock then stretched me so wide, so much that I didn’t think it was even possible, but here I was, filled to the max with all of Kasias’s cock, and still I wanted more. I pulled my lips apart, and he rewarded me with a satisfied sound. His focus was on my cunt, where he fucked me, the wet, sloppy sounds we made together filling the room. All I could feel, hear, smell was us.
He seemed so big above me, pumping into my body like he owned it, like I was made just. For. Him.
I was. I am. The same as he is made for me.
“More,” he seemed to growl to himself right before he pushed my knees to my chest, sinking deeper inside me. He slammed in and out with so much power my orgasm exploded through me, blindsiding me and having me cry out so loud my ears rang.
“Christ,” he gritted out. “That’s it. Milk my fucking cock, baby. Take that cum you need.”
Over and over, he slid in and out of me, drawing out my orgasm until I was crying, my hot, salty tears tracking down my cheeks uncontrollably.
I thrashed my head on the bed, not knowing if I’d ever come down from the high.
His sweat dripped onto my bouncing breasts, mixing with my own, seeping into my body.
Once.
Twice.
And on the third forceful thrust, he buried himself deep in my body. His big balls slapped against my ass as he emptied himself in me, gave me what I so desperately needed.
I gasped, cried out as I felt his seed take root in me, coat every available inch, ease me… cooled me. It was the most incredible feeling.
I forced my eyes to stay open as I watched him come long and hard, his eyes locked on mine as well. Kasias’s big body strained, his cock throbbing in me, the sounds leaving him frightening during any other time.
He came and came and came, and the whole time, I could only watch in pure female appreciation, because I was the reason he found so much pleasure.
I thought he was finished, his big body wracking, but a shocked gasp left me when he pulled out, strings of his cum dripping from the tip of his c
ock and landing on my pussy. He stroked himself, using our combined fluids as lubrication. Another coarse grunt, and he was coming again.
White ropes of his seed covered my belly in hot arcs, his grunt of competition filling my head. I gasped when he reached out and started rubbing his semen into my skin, the possessive, scorching-hot look on his face having my inner muscles clench. He was staring into my eyes, the shift in him nearly taking control. His polar bear kept flashing forward.
And even though he’d come so hard… so much, his cock was still like a lead pipe between his thighs.
We were just getting started for the night. I knew that without a doubt.
10
Penny
Hours and hours later
Kasias collapsed on top of me, breathing harshly, the sound twisted and distorted since his animal was right there at the surface. The weight of him pushed me into the mattress, and I gasped from the pleasure as I felt every inch of him.
He rolled to the side only a moment later and curled his arm possessively around me, shifting me so I was now snug right up against him.
The feeling of being complete for the first time in my life claimed me so thoroughly I felt my body tighten and relax because of it. And for the first time since my mating heat started, I felt… clam. There wasn’t this burn and frantic need inside me. I felt his cum start to slip out of me, but he growled as if he sensed that too and had his hand between my legs, gathering what seeped out, and pushed it back into me.
“I stay in here. I stay in you.” He started running his nose up the length of her neck then moved his mouth over the mark he’d given me.
A soft sound left me at how sensitive it was. The mark would never heal, not in the way it would go away. It was strategically placed so it could always be seen. His scent was in me now, forever seeping for my pores so there was no doubt in anyone's mind I was taken.
