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The relief of her successful healing is followed by a rapidly rising reminder that it’s been two long weeks since he showed her how an alpha is meant to worship his mate.
“Yes, one hundred percent,” she replies tartly, unaware of his shifting attentions. “So no, I’m not going back to bed. Don’t even try me.”
“Hmm,” he hums, stepping closer up behind her so he can slide his arm around her middle. “Not the bed? Where else would you like to spend the evening then, my mate?”
“Oh.” She stiffens in his grip, gray eyes darting up to his. The intent she sees there colors her chest, neck, and face a delicious shade of pink. “That’s not what I… meant.”
“No?” He slides his hand up her stomach to cup a breast, bracing her body against his own when the flick of a thumb over her nipple makes her jolt back against him. “Do you need to rest after all?”
The color in her cheeks deepens, and she fans her lashes down to break their eye contact. “No.” It’s not quite a whisper, but it’s close.
She’s still stiff against him, not entirely at ease with what comes next, but the flicker of anticipation in their bond betrays the stark difference to the woman who begged him for pain. Her lingering awkwardness is from unfamiliarity, not fear. Not the past.
Gently he rolls her nipple between his fingers, and she shivers in response, leaning back more heavily against his chest. Her body remembers the pleasure he gave her, not the pain she knew before.
“I will never hurt you,” he murmurs as he bends to brush a kiss to her temple, an echo of the promise he’s made before every other time they’ve been intimate.
“Mm,” she agrees, allowing her back to mold to his body as she relaxes in his grip. Trusting him.
It’s such a simple thing—barely even a gesture—but it makes his chest tight with emotion. His wounded little monster, finally healed enough to accept that they belong together in every way. Eager to be reunited, even if she won’t yet admit it out loud. Her body betrays the truth all the same, soft skin warming under his hands, the first touch of female arousal flirting with his nostrils.
“But if you don’t want to rest, little mate, you need to spread your pussy nice and wide. You spent three long years making meyearn.I’m not about to let you off easy. You never needed to force me to make me do your bidding—all you had to do was bend over and present that pretty little cunt, and I’d have given you anything and everything.
“But that’s not what you did, so here we are. And I’m gonna make your pussy work off every single minute of those three years.” His voice is a rich, sultry purr right in her ear.
She inhales sharply. “Jacob!” His name is meant as an admonishment, but it comes out as a breathy moan.
Once upon a time, his words would have terrified her. Deep down, she must have always known how she’d have to repent for what she’s done—he’s an alpha, and she’s his mate. There is only one way to restore the power balance between them. That’s why she asked for pain. Expected humiliation.
Now, though… Now the prospect of having her pussy take the punishment for every wicked thing she’s ever put him through makes her quiver in his grasp, and with something other than fear.
He groans as her scent grows thicker in the air, and dips the hand not busy on her breast into the front of her pants. She sucks in another sharp breath and jerks when he brushes his fingertips through her cleft, dipping them low to coat the pads with the liquid proof of how much she wants him to take what he’s owed.
“It’s not gonna hurt, Addie,” he rasps, his own desire graveling his voice as he finds her little bud and gently strokes.
“Oh, fuck!” she whines, head smacking back against his chest as her pelvis pushes into his fingers for more. In the mirror, her face is screwed up with tight anticipation, heat flushing her chest a rich shade of pink. Even in his most obscene fantasies, he could never have imagined her like this—so warm and utterly, undeniablywilling.
“It’s not gonna hurt, but itisgonna continue until you beg for rest. And when you wake up again, still sore and used, I’m gonna spread your legs and have you again. Then we’ll eat, and I’ll take you again. And again.
“While you rest your little pussy, I’ll chop firewood and make sure you’ve got everything you need. I’ll bring you lunch, little goddess, cook you dinner and kneel by your feet to remind you of my devotion. But only when you beg.
“The rest of the time I’ll be inside you, teaching you every lesson you should have learned over the past three years.” He presses firmer on her clit and gets a mewl in response, her hands flailing for purchase before they land on the sink, bracing.
“Imagine that,” he growls, giving her nipple a sharp tug.“The esteemedDoctorAdelaide Thompson, wet and ready to be mounted by… was it ‘a beast’ you called me, when you couldn’t quite explain away how hard your piece of machinery got from just your mere presence?”
“I’m—I’m sorry,” she gasps, a tremor passing over her beautiful, tortured features as he rubs her harshly, punishing her clit with the intensity of pleasure. “So, so sorry. Jacob—”
“Don’t be,” he purrs against her ear, lowering his voice to a raspy whisper. “I’ll enjoy showing you exactly how a beast would have fucked your defenseless little hole until you come so hard you can’t even beg me to stop, even as your pussy screams for mercy.”
Her guttural moan is followed by a flood of moisture soaking through her panties, wetting his fingers to the knuckles.
“Seems like you’ll enjoy it too.” He releases her nipple and clit, chuckles as her eyelids fly open with a desperate,“No, don’t stop!”,and yanks her pants and panties down over her hips to pool around her ankles.
He has hazy plans about burying his tongue in her pussy until her climax fills his mouth, but before he can kneel behind her, his horny little mate leans over the sink and spreads her thighs as wide as she can within the confines of her pants trapping her ankles.
His gaze darts from her round ass to the mirror, catching gray eyes framed by black-rimmed glasses. Without breaking eye contact, she arcs her back in silent invitation.
Blood pounds in his ears as he takes in the mirrored reflection of his needy female submitting so prettily. There is no hint of hesitation or fear on her face this time; just a yearning deep enough to rival his own.
