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Corin growls, the sound too close for comfort, but I don’t dare look over my shoulder, simply forging on. I use the trees like a bridge, making my way deeper into the forest from above, while Corin stalks me from below. I pause for a second, frozen, sensitive ears pricked as I search for his footsteps. He’s about two trees away from me and I bite my bottom lip, toes curling, before I leap to another tree only to realise, it’s as far as I can go through the trees. I have to get back to the ground. Dropping down, I try to take off at a run, but a body slams into me, taking me to the ground.
Corin rolls so his body takes the impact and I’m cushioned as I try to scrabble out of his grip. The mixture of us grappling, bodies pressed together, and the chase, has me so worked up that my underwear is drenched. My arousal coating my thighs.
With Corin’s massive Lycan form encasing mine, my attempts at escape are futile and when his sharper than usual teeth clamp down on the space where my throat and shoulder join, I melt, body going completely lax in his arms. He doesn’t break the skin, and isn’t drinking my blood, yet euphoria curls through me and my thighs press together as a weak orgasm rolls through me. I shudder and his body freezes, purr pausing. Pulling back, he cocks his head as he examines my expression, his lips twitching into a tiny smile. “Did you… Did you just come?” he asks, his voice deeper than usual and rough. It has a shiver rolling down my spine. His nostrils flare as he scents me, pupils expanding to cover almost all of the glowing amber of his irises.
I wiggle against him, forcing back the low whine that wants to escape. “Yes,” I force out. “But please, I need more.Please.” I’ve never felt like this before. This time when the urge hits me, I don’t bother holding back the needy whine and Corin doesn’t hesitate. He growls and wraps an arm around my waist before doing a press up, holding both of us up, and getting into a standing position, still holding my weight with ease. As soon as we’re standing, he grips me by the back of my thighs and lifts me up. I lock my legs around his waist and groan when the position has my clit pressed directly against his hard length with only a thin pair of leggings and his jeans separating us. It’s times like this when I wish pants weren’t a thing, scratch that, I wish clothes weren’t a thing.
Once I’m comfortable, he’s on the move, to where I’m not sure. I grind against him, unable to help it and he stumbles but continues on. I’m not sure where he’s taking me, but I don’t care right now. I’m too focused on the arousal roaring through me and how much I need him. I don’t think I’ve ever been this worked up before. Before I can ponder it more though, Corin growls and then my view on the world tilts as I’m set down on the ground. Corin follows after me and I claw at his back when he lets his weight settle over me, the silky black fur under my fingertips confirming my earlier thoughts. It sends shivers through me and a sense of ultimate safety suddenly floods through me. It’s glorious.
I melt into the soft foliage, the earthy soils scent mixing pleasantly with Corin’s heady bonfire. He laves my throat with a mixture of nips and kisses, leaving me arching my neck for more before he pulls back. His kaleidoscope eyes that are usually a mess of colours, are almost fully black, pupils so huge that only a thin band of rainbow is visible.
My chest heaves as my eyes dart between his, my body and mind quieting for a moment. “Are you sure?” he asks, voice barely audible.
“Yes.” My nostrils flare and I suck in another lungful of his scent before diving in to capture his lips. I unlock my legs from around his waist and my Mountain Man shifts so his thick thighs are straddling mine. He grips my shirt by the collar and tears it in two.Tears. It. In. Fucking. Two.Why is that so hot? I have no idea, but it has me sitting up to press a hand to his chest. Flames burst from my fingertips and eat away at his shirt without burning his skin, before it reappears beside him.
Corin laughs, the sound gravelly and I nip his pec, careful not to draw blood with my sharp canines. That shuts him up and he magics my leggings off of me, leaving me in a sports bra and a simple black pair of underwear. It’s nothing special, but Corin growls and stares like it’s the best thing he’s ever seen. It has a flush crawling to my cheeks. “So fucking beautiful.” I make a strangled sound but he leans down, placing a kiss to my chin before working his way down my body until his head is between my thighs.
I thread my fingers into his hair and he takes that as a go ahead. He slides his fingers under the edge of my underwear then proceeds to tear them off, making me jump before I let my thighs fall open. Then he doesn’t hold back, his tongue works at a languishing pace, circling my bundle of nerves before dipping into my core, making my hips jump and fingers clench.Goddess. He teases me until I’m about ready to tear his hair out if he doesn’t let me have a proper orgasm.
Chest rumbling, I use my grip on his hair to jerk his head up, and he bares his pointed teeth at me in a smile. “Enough. Let me come,” I say firmly.
He cocks a brow at me nonchalantly, through the fire in his eyes bellies his casual attitude. “Or what, sweetheart?”
I don’t deign that with a response. Instead I keep his head still as I scrabble out from under him, too quick for him to catch me. Letting go of his hair, I go to launch away from him, intentionally trying to rile him up, but he catches me, bringing me down so he’s pressed to my back. My knees and palms smart from smacking into the ground, but the hint of pain just adds to the lust inside me. It’s enough to make the man behind me snap and a silent purr starts to rattle in my chest.Game fucking on.
One hand comes around my throat and the other clamps down in the dimple of my hip, using it as a handle. My lips part, body practically on fire from the rough treatment and I moan when the head of his cock nudges my entrance. I don’t know when he took off his pants, but who the fuck cares. I rock my hips back, trying to impale myself on his hard length but his grip on me foils that plan and his hand around my throat tightens. He leans down, his lips hovering at my ear, his breathing ragged. “Naughty, baby girl. Stay still.”
“No,” I mutter and try to rock back again, ignoring the way his words send my stomach fluttering. His reaction is instant. A low snarl leaves him then he’s shoving into me in one sharp thrust before holding still. Despite how aroused I am, it burns because of his size, and I hang my head, groaning as I adjust to him. My fingernails claw at the soil, the burn turning into pleasure and I experimentally rock on his length. A moan falls from my lips and his hand on my hip tightens before he leans on me more fully, covering my back like a heated blanket.
He rocks into me, using his grip on my hip to control my body. Every sound I make spurs him on and he quickens his pace, strokes getting shorter and sharper. His hips snapping against my ass every time he sheaths himself in me and my cries grow louder. It only amps up my euphoria. I whimper as my orgasm approaches and his hand slips from my hip to my clit, his arm hooked around my thigh. His hand on my throat tightens and his movements get deeper, him grinding into me as I hover on the cusp of my release. I swear his cock swells more, but before I can think on it more he pinches my clit, his hand tightens around my throat, and I come. A strangled breathy sound falls from my lips as I shudder, back arching and body seizing up as my orgasm finally rocks through me. Spots dance behind my eyelids before Corin’s grip disappears from my throat, dropping to my chest instead. His teeth scrape over my shoulder as he ruts into me, his fingers plucking expertly at my nipple.
“Come again,” he commands against my ear before his hips stutter and he pulls us flush together, teeth clamping down on my shoulder, harder than before but still not quite breaking the skin as he finds his release. It’s as though he swells inside me and I suddenly find my vision going white as another orgasm hits me out of nowhere, this one even more intense than the last one. My lips part in a silent cry as it rockets through me, and my arms give out. The pleasure is almost too much, the sensation so different than it usually is. I feel so full.
Then itis too much. It’s too much. I don’t realise I’m repeating that out loud until my awareness returns a few seconds later with me on my side and Corin wrapped around me, cooing at me like I’m a fussing babe. My eyes flit around the space, my breathing speeding up. I don’t feel right. I feel weird. Everything is hazy and it’s like my limbs have weights weighing them down. I whimper and try to scramble onto all fours only to cry out in pain and freeze when pain echoes through my core.
I’m stuck.What the hell is going on?
My fingers claw into the dirt, and I try again despite the discomfort and Corin’s shout of pain, but then he’s on me.
I fight like a cornered cat but he has me caught. “Shh, Nessa, it’s okay. It’s alright. You’re going to hurt yourself. I’ve got you. I need you to listen to me, okay? Can you do that for me, sweetheart?”
His words slowly sink in and I pause, relaxing a little in his grip. I swallow hard. I think this is the closest thing to fear for myself that I’ve felt before. Mostly I’m confused, dazed, and anxious to work out what the hell is going on. I swallow again, trying to wet my dry mouth. “I-I can.”
“Good girl, you’re doing so well,” he praises and I relax a miniscule amount. “Do you know what a knot is, sweetheart?”
I freeze at the question, mind slamming to a halt. I’ve never been with a shifter before but I can vaguely recall mentions of it. I say as much and Corin blows out a breath against my hair.
“I’m sorry, Nessa. I just assumed that you knew about it because you know I’m a Lycan. We’re like shifters, and if we’re an Alpha Lycan then we have a knot. Whenever we have sex it swells and locks us together for a little while afterwards. It’s supposed to increase the chance of pregnancy in the female we’re with, but you are—shit, you are on birth control aren’t you? I’m sorry we should have had this conversation before. Fuck, I kind of jumped you didn’t I? I totally lost control.”
Corin is frazzled. A normally put together, acts-like-a-stuffy-forty-year-old Corin, is flustered and frazzled as hell. It’d be cute if he didn’t sound like he’s genuinely panicking. My head is clearing and the remaining tension in my body completely drains away. Knots. I have come across information on them before and I’m stupid to not have realised that Corin would have one. I’m so lost in my head that I don’t realise I still haven’t answered Corin until he lets out a worried sound which jerks me back to reality. “It’s okay. I’m okay. You’re okay. And yes, I am on birth control, I take the potion. We’re safe.” Then more quietly I add, “Sorry, I freaked out.”
He lets out a breath, his body relaxing behind mine then nuzzles the back of my neck. “You don’t need to apologise, I’m sorry I didn’t check in with you before knotting you. If I was in my right mind then I wouldn’t have without clear permission.”
I swallow hard, and grit my jaw. “Did… Did you actually want to be with me then or was it all you losing control?” My cheeks flush with embarrassment at the thought and I have to fight the urge to try and crawl away from him again.
Before my emotions get the best of me, a purr starts up in his chest and his arms tighten around me. “Yes, Nessa. I have wanted you since I first laid eyes on you. My instincts just gave me the nudge I needed to put myself out there.”
Appeased, I settle in again, eyes getting droopy as the adrenaline wears off. It doesn’t help that Corin is like a space heater and practically wrapped around me like the cosiest blanket in the world. A purr of my own starts to thrum in my chest and he places another kiss to my shoulder before sleep steals me away.
