by Jisa Dean
How can he tell anything about my eyes when he's behind me? But when I raise my head and look straight ahead I see both of us in the full-length mirror hanging on my closet door. My eyes have started to glow and the barest hint of fangs have appeared under my upper lip.
Oh God, what do I do!
"Fuck me as only my mate can."
He takes my hair in his hand and pulls my head back just far enough that he can see my breasts swinging with every thrust of his hips, my mouth comes open and more of my fangs can be seen. Watching him fuck me in the mirror sends me straight to an orgasm and I watch as my back arches down and then back up into a bow. My body sending a gush of fluid dripping to the floor under us causes more spasms to rack my body. Something isn't right though. I'm missing something. Even though I have him inside of me something is missing. I try to find it by thrusting my hips back to meet his when he drives into me but all I feel is empty and frustrated.
"Please," I'm breathing hard and the words aren't very loud but somehow he can hear them.
"What is it, little mate? What do you want from me?"
"Please, fuck me. Please." He rears back taking me with him, one of his hands trapping my arms behind my back while the other goes around my hips so his long agile fingers can find my throbbing clit. He's pounding into me so hard I'm coming up off my knees and his mouth is moving along the line of my throat. And still, it isn't enough. "Fucking knot me, please."
The words fall out of my mouth before I can swallow them back down again, and he rams into me one final time before the swelling around his base causes me to gasp. Something in my mind goes wild with joy knowing I am going to be stretched wide for him, kept open for his seed to find my waiting womb, so we can make a baby together. His teeth sink in as his cock pops in one final time before it's too tight for him to take back out of me again.
God, the urge to bite is so strong that I move his hand off my clit and bring his arm up around my shoulders so that I can sink my own teeth into his forearm.
"Misty! Fuck." Hot seed leaves his body and washes into mine. I whimper, his knot is bigger this time and every little tremor, every nudge sends me flying over the edge and into a world of ecstasy. The sweet taste of him fills my mouth as his cock works to fill my clenching pussy. I want him to fill me so full my belly distends from it. His thoughts and mine swirl in my head and make the culmination that much more heady than it already is.
It takes me a while before I gain any sense back. I swear every time I'm with this guy I end up passing out. The thought of actually being with someone hits me hard and I realize I'm not a virgin anymore. Not only have I lost my innocence but I've had a man inside of me that has more in common with an animal than with me. What the hell am I going to do?
I rub my face with my hand to try to get a grip on what the hell is going on but when I pull my hand away blood smears it. I think for just a minute it's my blood. I know he likes to bite me. Oh, God! I don't even know what to call him. What the hell is his name? What the hell is wrong with me? Why the hell is my mouth bleeding?
But the more I wipe at my mouth the more I can tell it's not me bleeding. So, what the hell happened? I have a vague memory of bringing his arm up close to my face and...I gasp loud in the quiet room. My heart starts to pound and I'm convinced I'm going to have a heart attack before I can find out the awful truth of what happened. I feel around for his arm and bring it up so I can look at it, which is odd because the room is dark but I have no trouble seeing in it like the light was on.
When I hold his arm up I see the spot I brought to my mouth. It's got a circular mark with punctures that look like they are already healing on either side of the circle, right where my canines would be if I bit down on something. Oh crap. Oh damn. Oh shit, I think I bit him and hurt him. I hurt him. My heart stutters in my chest at the thought of hurting him.
You didn't hurt me, love. You set me on fire with the feel of your teeth sinking in me. It made my cock so much bigger than it ever has been.
I snap my head around, so I can stare into his eyes. He didn't speak out loud but I heard him. I start to gnaw at my lip in agitation over the thought of hurting him.
Babe, animal.
He says it like I should understand this whole worry is unfounded, like a big duh.
I am good with you biting the fuck out of me any damn time you feel like it as long as you are prepared to have the shit fucked out of you when you do it. For my kind marking the one you love is...natural.
"It tells us we belong and the other wants us with a need they can't control. Besides, we heal quickly and you don't have the full length of my kind's teeth. Misty, you didn't hurt me at all. You turned me the fuck on."
He switches from talking in my head to talking to me with his mouth. I become aware that I'm running my fingers over the wound as if I'm trying to make it better somehow.
"Lucian, by the way." My eyes go to his again. "My name is Lucian."
"Hi." Way to go, Misty. You've fucked this guy twice; bit the hell out of him, and all you can say is hi. There's a reason I don't socialize very much. Lucian tilts his head back and laughs. It's deep and rich and makes me want to smile in return.
"I've been locked in a lab for years. I don't think you have to worry about being awkward around me."
A frown stretches across my face as I think about what he said. He's been in a lab for years. Locked up without any outside contact. My heart bleeds for him and what he must have gone through. I can't stop myself from wondering if the only reason he's attracted to me is because I was close and available to his animal or whatever he calls it.
The snarl that comes from deep in his chest jars me enough that my eyes go to his and my heart beats faster.
"Never forget that I am not wholly human, little mate. I would not choose you just because you were the first available pussy lying around. To mate with you I have to be yours. My kind don't waste time with pointless endeavors of...courting unless we are sure it is with our mate. Do not think for a moment that I could be with someone other than you or that you will ever have the chance to be with another now that I have found you."
Even though there is something comforting about this man I can't forget what I saw him turn into when he thought the cat-man was going to get in.
"Hey, where is the cat-man? Whatever happened to him?"
This time Lucian's eyes grow rounder, and he looks like I caught him at something he doesn't want to fully admit to. God I wish I knew how he so easily read my thoughts, so I could read his right now.
"What is going on, Lucian? What happened to the man outside?"
An image of my phone in his hand as he types out a text to Keke flits through my head but it's gone before I can see clearly.
"What did you…?" A scream that makes my blood run cold answers me in his place. Somehow on an instinctual level, I know the girl screaming is Keke. I'm up and out the door before even my wolf can stop me. Keke has enough shit going on in her life; she doesn't need this circus to make things worse for her. I get outside the door before he's right behind me but I don't stop. When we get downstairs I use the banister to swing myself around the corner so that I can run to my friend but what I see in front of me stops me in my tracks.
I'm horrified and embarrassed and...a little turned on but mostly I'm scared, worried about my friend. Keke is lying on the floor with her long orange hair fanned out around her head and over her, covering her almost completely, is a muscled blonde man who keeps rutting into her even though he is aware we're here, watching. He doesn't stop or acknowledge us; he doesn't take his glowing blue eyes off Keke.
I take a step to move closer to her but Lucian's broad hand stops me as it wraps around my upper arm. So many emotions hit me at once that I have trouble separating them. I'm jealous that Lucian is watching Keke have sex. She's naked under all that mound of man. I'm terrified that he, whoever the hell he is, has hurt her. She doesn't look hurt, but she does look tired and slightly out of it. I think she might have
just had an orgasm before we come down. I'm turned on that Keke is doing what I want to be doing with my big mountain of muscle.
I drag my eyes up to look at Lucian. He's watching the couple on the floor heaving and moaning. His thoughts are clear and loud when they come to me.
Fucking cats, they'll do it in front of anybody. I will give you what you want my little mate, but I am not doing it in front of any fucking body. Fucking cats.
He takes my wrist and pulls me into the living room, so he can push me down to the rug on the floor before he's taking my robe off of me. I had struggled into on the way down the stairs. Lucian is the person who shoved it in my hands on the way down. Now he's the one undoing the belt and sliding it off my shoulders.
"He's not...hurting her? I can't get my mouth to say the words but I know Lucian will pick it out of my head.
"He can't. Just like I am incapable of hurting you, love. To hurt a mate would be to hurt yourself. Worse than hurting yourself."
He licks my chest before finding my nipple and sucking it into his mouth. The scrap of his teeth, sharp now that he's turned on, against the sensitive bud has me struggling to hold back a moan. My body is preparing for him, getting wet and throbbing with need for him to fill me up. I should be so sore I can't touch it but there is nothing but heat and pleasure when he slides into me. His hand goes over my mouth as I moan deep in my throat.
"Be quiet, mate. I am the only man that gets those sounds from your lips."
I'll try Lucian but it feels so good. It feels amazing having you slide in me but do you know what I like better than feeling you slide in? I wait to see if he's going to say something but he only cocks an eyebrow in a purely masculine way and stays silent so I can tell him.
Having you shove that massive cock in me when your knot swells and stretches me out. You've ruined me for others. It will never be the same. Only you can give me what I need.
I mewl in my head because I can feel it. It's right outside of my body, growing bigger and bigger with each thrust. I try to stay quiet but little sounds escape through my lips. I feel the first bump of it pushing into my body and can't hold back the moan any longer. It's loud in the quiet room with only the sounds of our panting bodies and muffled groans.
"Please Lucian." When his name slips from my lips his knot slams into me one final time before growing too large to remove. I move my lips over his shoulder in little kisses before I sink my teeth in all the way loving the taste of him.
Damien
I lie beside my mate who did not have an easy mating with me. I should have been gentler with her. She's tiny and looks fragile, too fragile for what I want to do to her. But damn it she ran from me and every instinct I have came roaring up inside of me to catch her and make her mine. There's a fucking reason they tell you never to run from a wild animal damn it.
I can't wait much longer. Her body smells like she's going into heat and when it does I have to be there to help my little mate through it. It will take a couple of times of opening her cervix with the tip of my cock before she's ready for my seed to take root. All the times before that will be to soften her womb and ready it for that time. She'll need me to stay close to her until I plant my offspring in her.
She stirs and I watch as she moves her head from side to side trying to find comfort in her sleep. I took her on the floor and the floor is where we stayed. I need to find a bed for my mate, somewhere soft and warm for my mate to lie in when I take her but the scent of her heat rises up to my nose and I know we are not going to get to a bed before I have to take her again.
I lick her neck and cheek with my rough tongue to get her to wake up. She moans a little more before her pretty amber eyes open for me. She's slow to remember what happened to her before she passed out and it's that slowness that I take advantage of. I throw her leg up in the air and slide into her sideways. She tries to fight me. My little human mate is stronger than I thought and she gets a slap or two in before I have her hands pinned down.
I lick my lips and taste blood. It just drives me into more of a frenzy. I pull her body closer to me so that I can kiss her and let the taste of me in her mouth drive her as wild as it drives me that my lady is a fighter. I should have known she would be. She's got tiger hair, a bright orange color that looks like my kind. When I realized how beautiful this girl was, I said several prayers to whatever god made me that he would gift me someone with tiger hair and eyes that are tiger's eyes as well. My little mate could pass for one of my kind and it drives me wild.
I go deep inside of her and push as far as I can until the head of my cock is at her cervix. The cats of my kind don't need to wait for special times to breed our mate. If the woman isn't ovulating something about our barbs stimulates the walls of her pussy and the tip of my cock is shaped so that I can pry her cervix open as if she were ovulating. It feels like a mouth buried deep inside of her. I can feel the tip slip in and suck on my cock until I release into her all the cum I have in my balls.
It can hurt a woman if the mate isn't gentle with her when they open her up. I make sure I don't push too far in or that I don't cause her too much pain by opening her too fast. My kind are rare because it is hard to maintain control when the tight suction of a cervix is around the tip of your dick, but I am determined to not cause her any more pain than I already have.
"Oh, it hurts." I shush her and dive into her mind to see how much pain my little mate is in. But the only thing that comes back to me are streaks of pleasure with a little cramping. In fact, I am certain that my mate likes having her cervix bumped and stimulated. Some women like the feel of a man bottoming out in them. Thank God my mate is one of those women. Not that I am an expert on other women. I've only ever been with my mate. But I read.
"Mate, it doesn't seem like you are in any pain when I check your mind." She tenses up at my words.
"What?" she looks more horrified by the fact I can read her mind than by the fact I'm prying her apart so she can carry my cub. Her liquid eyes fly to my own and the look only grows more concerned. What is my mate so afraid of? What secret is she hiding she doesn't want me to find out?
I go back into her mind and see her life in bright flashes of picture. She doesn't have a good home life. I can give this to my mate. I will be the family she always craved. I would give her anything she wanted. In the very back of her mental pictures is a scene from a movie that plays sometimes for my mate when she wants to get herself off. She can't ever seem to find true release but she gets closest when she thinks about the movie.
A girl is down on her knees with her hands tied behind her back sucking a cock that is being pushed all the way to the back of her throat. The man puts his hand around the woman's throat and squeezes until he is in total control of whether she gets to breath or not. After a while the scene changes and he is pounding into the woman from behind pulling her hair and making her take his dick deeper and deeper. The pain and pleasure on the woman's face is something that intrigues my mate. She wants to feel it drive all the way into her harder and harder until I force her body to cum. She wants to be out of control and not have to worry about being the responsible one.
I can definitely give this to my mate. I pull out of her slowly and flip her over until she's on her stomach. I watch the movie in her mind and place my hand around her neck being very careful not to put too much pressure on her. She wails into my hand and the fear and knowledge that she knows I found her dirty little secret excites me. My mate wants to be dominated. Who am I to resist my mate?
I drive into her hard and work my dick all the way to the bottom again. I push just enough that the tip is teasing the edge of her cervix. I want her to feel all of what I do to her. I go slower when I push and keep pushing going further than I would normally but my mate is climaxing around my cock and I sense no fear or pain from her at all. God, I can't go any further for fear of really hurting her. Her mind is a swirl of wanting more and hoping I cum this deep inside of her. I move in and out of her slowly but deeply and her wa
lls tighten around my nubs causing them to rub and stimulate her walls.
I pull her up so that I can balance on my knees and wrap my arms around her, one hand is still at her neck letting her know who owns her and the other is playing with a nipple, rolling it back and forth giving it quick hard little pinches. My mate's mind is full of possibilities. She wants me to bite her where my hands are playing and leave light scratches down her thighs with my claws. She is perfect for me. She's not stopped cumming since I pushed so deep and when I spill inside of her, practically right at her womb she screams her whole body clamping down and breaking apart in the orgasm.
I quickly pull out of her and roll her to her back. She may be done but I am just beginning. I ram into her with enough force her breasts shake like the unsteady ground I feel like I am standing on when I am deep inside of her. She is my earthquake, shaking up my world and bringing down the walls that I put around my heart. I took the death of our brother harder than almost anyone in our little mixed up family. No one felt his loss more fiercely except maybe Declan. My mate goes a long way to soothe and heal my heart.
I lick up her neck. It is becoming one of my favorite spots to taste on my mate. I bite down on her soft juicy neck and love the feel of my teeth sinking deep and her rich blood floods my mouth. It causes spurts of my seed to flow out into her waiting womb.
A shocked gasp alerts me to the presence of my mate's friend and my brother. I would have smelled them coming but my nostrils are full of the scent of my mate and the smell of our sex. I let out a growl in satisfaction that my brother knows this woman is mine. That soon my babies will be resting inside of her belly. But I don't take my eyes off of my beautiful mate with her glowing amber eyes piercing into my soul.
His mate looks at her friend for a minute and then the shock of what she is watching sinks in and she turns into my brother's arms and hides her face. Soon I can tell Lucian has taken his mate somewhere else. If I were in my cat form I am sure I would hear them in one of the rooms down here doing exactly what I am doing with my mate, my love, my heart.
