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She should be saying no but he had her in thrall, especially with that cock pushing in. The size of it never failed to jar her.
His teeth showed. “I will mate you while the others watch. Ten of the highest mauleons. It’s our way, Princess.”
“Fuck, no.” She finally managed to exhale, then pulled in another shuddery breath.
He shoved in and took her throat in his hand. “You don’t want to be mated by me? Say so and I get to punish you. Maybe paddle you. I would like that.”
He circled her nipple, around and around went his claw, and she gasped. “I’d like it... too.”
“Of course you would—because you’re mine, and you like some pain. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.” He slid out then in, smacked in hard, messing with her thoughts.
Calli brought her legs higher, to let him go deeper if he wished to. Her legs trembled. She went to grab him to hasten his response but was jerked to a halt by the ties on her hands.
Drake smiled and thrust, harder, faster, making the mattress bounce.
“Like? Not like?” he said huskily, putting his head down, taking her earlobe in his teeth, and giving short body-rocking jabs, impaling her relentlessly.
Hard, fucking her hard.
“Like. Oh fuck. I like a lot!”
He pressed her thighs upward until her feet threatened to hit the wall behind.
“Good. They will watch and verify our union.”
He fucked more shuddering moans from her, rammed in and stopped. She’d heard the sound of her wetness as he took up every inch of space inside that his cock possibly could.
“Gods, this pussy, I love seeing my cock sticking out of you. Merged. One. I’m in you, Princess.”
With each new thrust she grunted.
She’d been turned into a packaged woman by his bonds and how he’d pushed her legs over her head.
When he paused and pulled out, then slowly pressed his cock to her other hole, she thought once more to protest, but already he was pushing in.
At the sting of pain, she grabbed the headboard and tried to shrink away. This might be more than she could take.
“Be still. I’m going slow. The torm helps with this too.” Drake watched her face as he inched in, slow as syrup, invading past the resistance of that ring of muscle.
Her mouth opened wide, wider, as if that could help her. The pain ebbed and flowed, fading into a most unusual pleasure as she relaxed, a pleasure that seemed to spread to her pussy. Her eyelids lowered and she sighed when he stopped and let her adjust.
Panting, she looked inward, feeling where his cock impaled her. The throb of her around him.
Yes, she liked it, liked it far too much. The pulse of him in her there, of his thick cock, it had never been her fantasy. It was now.
Drake fucking her ass said dominance and it said bad—bad her, bad mauleon, and it twisted her desires, twisted her. It called to her in ways she barely fathomed.
“Still like?”
“It’s wrong.” She shivered. “It’s wrong but feels... good.”
“Hmmm. Keep your legs up.” His voice was strained. Eyes half-lidded, Drake pulled aside her ass cheek with his claws, exposing her. He groaned at the sight then screwed himself in a minuscule amount more. “Girl ...” He grunted, swore.
She twisted her hands in the bonds. Lust frissoned along nerves, making her shake and whine. Bits of her were probably fucking obliterated in the firestorm of whatever happened whenever his cock... shoved... deeper.
“I might fuck you here, properly, on that day.” His grin was adamant.
In public, collared and leashed? It scared her and fascinated her. No man would dare this, not with her.
