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And that’s the danger. She doesn’t want to stop. I don’twant to stop. I can drink until she’s dry and still want more. Just anotherminute and I’ll stop.

Then there’s something beneath the taste. I feel somethingskittering on the edge of my consciousness. A single vision.

The world is white and cold. All around me is snow. It coatsthe ground and fills the air. White flakes dance through the wind and play onmy snout.

I have a snout. I have four feet and a strong body. I canfeel the long line of my spine. I scent the air. It’s like the layers of anonion. There are surface smells—my own body, the scent of pine trees, the cleansmell of snow. But there’s more. I breathe it in, peeling back the layers.There’s dirt under the snow, a loamy smell. To my right, I scent blood and thesmell of the pack. That’s my pack. I turn toward them. They have a huge buckdown, its tan hide open, and the blood makes a stark contrast against the snow.

My heart constricts. There’s a reason I stand away from thepack. My stomach gnaws in hunger. It feels like my stomach is trying to turn inon itself. I want that flesh. I need it, but I am not welcome. I will have towait until the pack is done and hope that there is something left. I will munchon the bones and try to tear the bits of meat that cling to the hide.

I stand apart and watch them.

I am Kaja. My eyes fly open, and I release the vein.

What the hell happened?

Kaja slumps back in my arms. I tighten my hands on her soshe doesn’t fall. Did I take too much? I force the odd vision out of my brainas panic takes over for a moment. I didn’t hurt her. I don’t want to live if Ihurt her.

Kaja’s eyes come open. A dreamy look crosses her face. Shelifts a hand to his cheek. “That did not hurt.”

Relief sweeps over me. She doesn’t look anything like awoman abused. She looks like a woman who had a good time. She looks like awoman who is satisfied.

My eyes stray to the twin marks on her neck, and I feel mycock swell again. Those small holes mark her as mine. She belongs to me. Morethan any piece of paper or monetary exchange, the fact that her blood is in mybody, sustaining me and making me warm and alive, is proof that I own thiswoman. The worries fall away, and I begin to hunger again.

I’m not going to hold back this time. She agreed to matewith me before. It will have to do.

My hands drift to her breasts. I’ll be able to sleep with myhead pillowed on them. They mold to fit my hand. The nipples are already hardbefore I ever touch them. I roll them between my thumb and forefinger whileKaja makes that soft whimpering sound that always makes my dick strain to getinside her.

“I want to fuck, Kaj.” I should warn her before I ram mycock into her.

She nods and scrambles off my lap. I’m about to chase herdown when she gets to her knees in the soft sand and drops to all fours. Herround ass is presented to me, and I can’t resist. I fall to my knees behind herfeeling more powerful than I ever felt before. I’m not sure if it’s her bloodsinging inside me or the fact that she’s so submissive. I never wanted itbefore. I never wanted a female on her knees waiting for me to take mypleasure. It makes me responsible for her, but I can’t resist Kaja. I trace theline of her spine, inspecting the bounty placed before me. Her ass cheeks areround and form a sweet upside-down heart.

“Spread your knees apart.” I want to see her asshole. Mycock twitches against his abdomen. The fucking thing is standing straight up.

Kaja is obedient. She spreads her legs further, giving mefull access to all those holes I was thinking about fucking. I can see herpussy glistening with moisture and her little anus peeking from between hercheeks. It’s a pale pink, almost a rosy brown, and it looks so tight.

“Did that lame-ass Second of yours ever fuck this prettyasshole, love?” My fangs are back out. It isn’t entirely about the sex that’sgoing to happen. There’s an edge of violence to my mood as well. I don’t liketo think about the fucker who raped my wife. This Second of hers showed her nopleasure, no kindness. He held her down and tossed her aside when he was done.If I ever meet up with him, there will be a reckoning.

Kaja’s sweet face turns, her eyes wide with obviousconfusion. “No. Why would he do such a thing?”

I almost laugh. I’m glad that asshole didn’t take hers.“I’ll do it because it’s mine. You should get used to me. I’ll be on you allthe time now. I’ll fuck any hole that’s big enough to fit my cock into becauseyou’re my wife.”

A smile curls her lips up, and it does odd things to myheart. “I am glad my ears are small then.”

I laugh while I move between her legs. “I think your earsare safe, love. But I assure you once we get home and I have you properlyprepared, you will accept my cock in your ass.”

“Or you will spank me.” It’s said with a breathless sigh.

Fuck, she is so submissive when it comes to sex. She mightfight me elsewhere, but she submits where it counts. I smacked that gorgeousass and feel her tremble. “That’s right. Don’t forget it. I’ll spank you andthat won’t be the worst of it. I’ll have you tied up and tied down, and you’llbe utterly at my mercy. But for now, I’ll settle for this.”

I line my cock up and push my way in.

Heat and tight pleasure threaten to swamp me. I push my cockinside, gripping her hips and forcing my way into her. A savage joy overtakesme. She’s so snug around me that I have to breathe to control myself. I wantthis to last. I pull out and thrust back in, not missing the way her pussysucks at my cock. I thrust until I’m flush against her, my thighs pressed tothe backs of her own. Her head falls forward in complete submission. Her bodyis mine to do with as I please.

I drag my cock out again and then set a brutal pace. I fuckher like a jackhammer, using her body with ruthless precision. I control themovement by tightening my hands on her hips and forcing her body to accept mydick.

I’m just about to let out a roar and fill her when ithappens again. It’s a flash of Kaja. This is how the Second took her, though hehad a friend hold her down by the neck while another forced her legs apart. Shegritted her teeth and endured as the Second used her. It’s all Kaja knew at thetime. It’s why she got into this position. Kaja doesn’t understand that thereis more than one way to make love. She only knows how to be raped.

I fall back, tears coating my eyes and making the world seemlike a watery mess. What am I doing? I’m treating Kaja like a possession, notsomething precious and valuable. I’m behaving as all the men who Kaja knewbefore behaved. She’s my wife. Her blood is in my body. She is worth so muchmore than this.