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And just then, as he’s fighting his cock’s insistent demand to ignore his heart and mount her immediately, in a blinding moment of clarity, he understands why she keeps asking him to hurt her.

That’s what she thinks intimacy is: pain.

Unwilling submission.

That’s why she’s kneeling for him, open and aching and trembling with fear. Subjugated by her body’s desire and her heart’s need for a closeness she knows nothing else will bring.

The Siberian bunker was not the first time for her.

Something breaks in his chest. It feels physical, but it’s not.

He moves to the bed, and when he reaches for her hips her breath escapes in a sharp exhale, but she doesn’t move.

Gently he strokes his thumbs over her hip bones, then grabs her tighter.

She sucks in another sharp breath, expecting him to force his way inside. Instead he uses his grip to flip her onto her back.

His mate blinks up at him and gets up on her elbows, wariness and need plain on her pretty face. “Jacob…”

“I’m not going anywhere.” He kneels on the floor and slides his hands up the outside of her legs to grab her hips once more. One yank, and her ass is by the edge of the bed.

Adelaide fights her way up to rest on her hands, eyes wide. “W-What are you…?”

Jacob bends his head to brush a kiss against her knee. She shivers at the touch, and again when his breath ghosts over her skin. “I am showing you what this is supposed to be.”

“I don’t understand.” Her voice is wheezy, her breath catching when he raises higher on his knees, caging her in with a hand on each side of her hips.

“You will.” He leans in, kissing her shoulder, her collarbone. Her skin is salty on his lips, her taste thick with pheromones. He closes his eyes and rubs his nose up the side of her neck, inhaling deeply. The low growl rumbles out his throat without prompt, making her breathe out a soft moan against his ear that has his cock pulsing with urgency. A large part of him wants to give in—wants to flip her back over and sate the violent need for dominance and release—but he can’t. Not this time.

Instead he trails kisses along her jawline and down her throat until she is breathing shallowly, then wraps his arms around her back and lowers his mouth to her breasts.

“O-Oh!”Her startled exclamation ends in a sharp inhale when his tongue flicks over a nipple before he takes it between his lips, sucking gently.

He’s unprepared for the flood of heat that rolls through his pelvis and up the full length of his body at the sensation of that little bud in his mouth. It’s primal on a level that makes his cock ache and his heart shiver, and when she groans and rakes her fingers over his scalp, his mind swims with the onslaught of sensation.

Like a thirsting man, he sucks her breast deep into his mouth, moaning with her until her fingers slip from his scalp to his jaw, cupping his face.

Reluctantly, he releases her nipple with a wet pop to look up at her.

His mate stares down at him, lips parted around her gasping breaths and eyes wide with a mix of desire, sheer surprise—and more than a touch of fear.

“Jacob—ah!”

Before she can finish what’s undoubtedly going to be some form of protest, he bends his mouth for her other breast, trapping her nipple between his lips.

“Oh my god!” His woman groans deep in her throat and wraps her arms around his head, crushing him to her chest as she pants hard, all objections seemingly forgotten.

She’s so warm in his grasp, sosolid.He clings to her body as he suckles her, moaning with her at the pleasure of intimacy until every cell throbs with desperation for more, his skin so tight the sensation of fabric against it is nearly painful.

Panting, he pulls away from her, rising to his feet to rid himself of his clothes.

She follows his movements, eyes glassy with desire—but when he opens his fatigues and his cock springs free, her sharp inhale isn’t purely from want.

Naked, he kneels on the floor between her legs again and brushes both hands down her calf muscles to her bare feet. She’s still staring down at his throbbing member, and the scent of her fear blends with the sweet aroma of her pussy.

Jacob lifts one foot to his lips and kisses the sole, a wry smile pulling on his lips when she gasps in surprise.

“W-What are you doing?” There’s more than a note of alarm in her question.

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