Page 54

Her eyes rolled back and her body seized, her legs wrapping around mine, her walls clenching so fucking tight around me I had to grit my teeth to keep from coming right then and there. Her mouth opened wide and a scream escaped her as she came apart beneath me.

“That’s it,” I rumbled, sliding my hand into her hair, gripping her, holding her in place as she came, as she shuddered and shook and shatteredfor me. “Fuck, Lia. That’s my good girl. My good, perfect little mate. Look at you. Coming so fucking hard for me, taking me so fucking well.”

She cried, her nails biting into my sides, back arching, eyes squeezed shut.

“Keep fucking coming for me, Wildcat,” I commanded.

Then I released my hold on my control, pulling out and slamming into her, the impact nearly pushing her off the bed.

I wasn’t gentle. I couldn’t be, because I could feel the heat of her, could feel her body trembling, could feel her slick and swollen and tight.

“You’re going to look so perfect, so beautiful and full andbred,” I said, a rough edge to each word. “And after I’m done breeding you, I’m going to do it again, over and over, until you’re so full, so bred and claimed and owned, there will never be any doubt who you belong to.”

“Please, Alpha,” she moaned, her lashes fluttering, her head thrown back and the tendons in her neck straining, her hands clutching at my shoulders.

“Do you want that, mate?”

“Yes!” she cried out.

I groaned, thrusting into her fast and hard, relishing the way her body yielded, the way her body trembled beneath the power of mine, the way her walls clenched and pulsed around me.

“Tell me,” I commanded. “Beg me, mate.”

Lia whimpered, her eyes shining with submission. “Make me yours.”

Pleasure and pride wound through me, a deep, victorious growl rumbling through my chest.

“That’s my good girl.”

I hammered into her, over and over, savoring every inch of her body, her gasping breaths, the way her nails bit into my shoulders, her legs wrapped around me, and her heels dug into my back.

“Keep coming for me,” I demanded. “I want you soaking, my little mate. Want you dripping and full and so fucking used that you feel me with every step you take tomorrow.”

She let out a desperate sound, her walls clenching around me, milking my cock.

And then I felt it: the ache, the throb of pure pleasure. I was close. So, fucking close.

I wasn’t done yet, though. I still had one more thing to give her.

One more promise to keep.

I dragged my hand along her belly, sliding it between her legs, and then I pressed the pad of my thumb against her clit. A garbled yell came from deep within her, her body jerked, and her mouth froze wide open, caught on the precipice. The sight of her, flushed and desperate and needy, was enough to push me right to the edge.

“I’m going to make you mine now, mate,” I said, voice raw, my hips snapping, thrusting hard and deep. “I’m going to knot you and fucking breed you. I’m going to claim you so thoroughly that there will never be any question who you belong to. Not now, not ever. Do you understand me, Lia?”

“Yes, Silas,” she managed, her voice barely above a whisper, her words broken and breathless.

“Good,” I growled.

Then, holding her wrists above her head with one hand, I used the other to grasp her hip and pull her flush against me.

“Because. You. Are. Mine. Mymate.”

With each word, I slammed into her so hard that the bed shook, so hard I had to grit my teeth to keep from losing it too soon.

Her head fell back and her jaw clenched, a strangled sound climbing up her throat. She tightened everything around me, her body clamping down on me, the walls of her pussy pulsing, squeezing so tight.

“Keep coming, mate,” I gasped, my breath hot against her skin. “Keep coming. Take everything I have to give.”