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Cian pulled back so he was on his knees, his hands sliding down my body to grip my waist. And then he held onto me as he fucked me, as he used his hold to pull me down onto his cock at the same time he pushed up into me.
The discomfort was there, a permanent presence, but it only heightened the ecstasy that washed through me, highlighting that pleasure.
I felt that pleasure build and build until it was a ball of energy inside me. The sounds of my wet pussy sucking at his cock, the very inhuman sounds rumbling out of him, all catapulted me to a higher state of being.
“That’s it,” he said deep, low. “I’ve waited all my life for this.” His focus was where we were connected, where he was fucking me, and I could only imagine how dirty it looked, filthy and erotic. “Look at ye, taking my cock so well, stretched so wide and pink around me.” He tipped his head back and closed his eyes, the tendons in his neck standing in stark relief as sweat glistened on his chest and his hips pistoned forward and back.
He pulled out of me so suddenly that I cried out, pissed that the pleasure was taken away. But he didn’t make me wait long as he flipped me over, positioned me on my hands and knees, spread my ass with one hand, and positioned his cock right back at my pussy hole.
And then he was pushing into me, forcing that massive cock back inside, sliding in slowly and deeply as if savoring the feeling of my pussy walls clamping down around him.
I let my head fall forward, my hair a curtain around my face. I reached out and grabbed the wrought-iron bars of the headboard as Cian held onto my hips and started pushing in and pulling back out.
With each passing second, he moved faster, using the leverage he had on my waist to pull me back onto his cock every time he pushed forward.
I felt his hand in my hair, tangling the strands, twisting the locks up, once, twice around his palm and using it as reins as he fucked me. He jerked my head back and to the side, and I cried out as he slammed especially hard into me, sparks of pleasure and pain coalescing within my body. He kept hitting that deliciously secret spot in me, which caused my pussy to spasm around him, had me crying out, fat tears from the ecstasy rolling down my cheeks.
And then his chest was covering my back, his mouth at the side of my throat. He bit every part of my neck, alternating between sides, moving down to that smooth strip of flesh where my shoulder met my throat. My skin felt raw, burning with something that made me hum for more, begging for it harder.
The pain was there, but it heightened my pleasure, causing stars to dance behind my closed lids. Flashes of light that made everything seem a little unreal but that I never wanted to end. He was growling constantly now, never once easing up as he pistoned in and out of me. One hand was still in my hair, his other gripping my waist as he used it as leverage.
And then he was growling in Gaelic, his breath hot against the side of my neck, his hips still pillaging between my thighs so all I could do was hold on and let this happen.
I felt another orgasm rise up, this one causing my vision to become blurry, my moans louder. His voice was the distorted tenor that had my inner muscles clenching hard around his dick. Both of us moaned as he fucked me harder. My voice rang out, echoing in the room, loud and long.
“Fook… yes.” I felt his mouth open wide against me and then the sharp, searing pain of his canines sinking into the soft flesh where my throat and neck met. He growled, his mouth and hand holding me in place so I could only stay there, letting him do what he wanted… taking what he had to give.
I couldn't hold off anymore, couldn’t think rationally as I came so hard I couldn't breathe. I was vaguely aware—as if I was having an out-of-body experience—of Cian coming. His cock felt like it became thicker, harder inside me. The pain was so intense it kept my climax going on and on until I was gasping for air.
Cian broke the suction he had on my neck, thrust hard and powerfully inside of me once, twice, and on the third time, he buried himself all the way in me, groaning out loud and long as he came, his cock kicking inside me, the feeling of his hot cum filling my pussy in jets I felt start to spill from where we were connected because there was too much. I was so wet between my legs, my orgasm, his seed, all of it coating my inner thighs as he came and came, filling me up until there was no place for it to go but drip onto the bed.
When he stilled behind me and dropped his forehead to the center of my back, his warm breath bathing my skin, I pried my hands from the bars and let my upper body sink to the mattress. He only stayed like that for a second before pulling out with a grunt, falling to the side, and immediately moving me around so our fronts were touching, my head on his chest. I listened to the rapid beat of his heart. It matched mine identically, two heartbeats that were the same.
For long moments we didn't speak, our skin cooling, drying from what we’d just done. His hand smoothed up and down my back, and I let my eyes close as my pussy still clenched from my orgasm, my body humming from the pleasure.
“I feel like I could’ve eluded you longer,” I teased to break the silence, and his chuckle was low and deep, the vibrations moving right under my ear, which rested on his chest. He tightened his hold on me, his fingers dancing along the skin of my arms.
“Mo ghràidh, ye could’ve tried, but ye would no’ have succeeded. I’m the best tracker around.” He pulled me closer to the hardness of his body.
I settled against him, our skin damp from sweat, between my legs sore, wet from the combination of my arousal, no doubt blood, and his cum. My neck ached from where he’d bitten me. In fact, my entire body felt sore, bruised from his kisses and the scrape of his teeth.
In this moment it was easy to think everything was okay. It was easy to picture my life without any threat and only Cian and me enjoying this crazy thing called being mates.
And as I let sleep claim me, I didn’t allow reality to intrude. Because once I woke up, I knew it would be right back in my face.
19
Evelyn
It was a strip of sun in my eyes that woke me up fully as soon as I was conscious. I stretched, and an instant smile spread across my face as the aches and twinges of discomfort and the memory of what I’d done last night encompassed every part of me.
I was naked under the comforter, so sore between my legs that I felt pleasure all over again, an intense high that crashed through me. I looked beside me on the bed and smoothed my hand across the sheets that were cold. Cian hadn’t been here for a while. I lay in bed for long moments, just letting my body wake, allowing myself to enjoy how I felt after what we’d done last night. I stretched out my legs, and my feet came in contact with something hard at the end of the mattress.
I pushed up to see a large white box on the bed. I reached across to grab it, keeping the blanket pressed to my chest, and pulled the box onto my lap. There was a dark-red satin ribbon tied around it, and once I pulled it free and got the top off, I felt my eyebrows lift at the stacks of clothing inside.
Leggings, a pair of jeans, and several clearly luxurious cashmere shirts lay inside. There was also a small white rectangular box tucked inside, and when I pulled it out and opened the lid, I felt this warmth boom in my chest at the tiny bracelet inside with the silver wolf charm hanging from the clasp.
Another smile—which I was sure looked goofy as hell on me—spread across my face at the thought of Cian going to the trouble of getting me clothes. But when in the hell would he have had time? We’d only been here for a day and a half, and he’d been with me the entire time. Maybe he’d dispatched Odhran, but as I spied panties, my face heated in embarrassment if that was the case.
