Page 26 of Bred Mate (Stalked Mates #2)

I’ve never lectured a woman while fucking her, but I find the words fit the rhythm of the thrusts of her well-deserved mating.

“Do you understand?” I grab her face with one hand and force her to look at me. “Tell me you belong to me.”

“I…” she whimpers.

I pull my cock out of her, then slam it deep inside her in one rough stroke. “You are going to have a very sore little pussy if you don’t do as I say,” I growl, pulling free again. This time I slap her swollen lower lips hard enough to make them turn pink.

She whines and tries to squirm away, but I am not having that. We are out here in this dark forest fucking like a couple of feral animals because she wanted to test me. I have to teach her not to do that. There is more at stake than she realizes.

“Stay still and take your punishment fucking,” I snarl at her.

The words make her blush and stare at me in a kind of shock that is very gratifying to see.

She really didn’t think she’d get in true trouble.

She thought I’d go and fuck her and bring her home and we’d repeat this little play over and over. It’s not going to happen.

“I know you got left behind once before,” I tell her. “And I know you’re terrified to trust anyone in case it happens again, but I’m never going to leave you behind. Ever. I will hunt you the fuck down wherever I have to. There’s not a place on this planet you can go that I will not find you.”

I’ve never been in the habit of giving soft or tender reassurance, so yes, my words sound like a threat.

Her wet pussy grips me tight as I push back inside her, spreading her all over again.

I enjoy taking her like this. I enjoy it a little too much.

I am starting to knot, and I am not going to be able to hold back much fucking…

“Take it,” I grunt as I come inside her quivering pussy. “Take my cum.”

She does as she is told, serving as a vessel for my seed one more time, her pussy lips gripping my cock as my knot grows thick and wide inside her, locking us together once again.

“Don’t I get to come?” she whimpers as she squirms beneath me, trying to grind against my knot or my pubic bone. She’s desperate to climax.

“You haven’t earned it,” I say, pinning her hands up above her head and holding her in place on my knotted cock. “You were a very bad little mate, and I told you that you would be punished.”

“Yeah? And?”

“When we get home, you’re going into silver panties,” I tell her. “Just enough silver infused in the gusset to keep that pussy on lockdown.”

“What? Why… no!” She looks horrified.

“Yes,” I tell her. “You need to understand who you belong to, and the fact that there are more consequences than just getting fucked. You defied me. I told you not to run, and you did. I love you, but you are going to pay for that.”

Ellie

I guess I can’t really complain. He’s right. He did tell me not to run, and I ran anyway because I was deep in my feelings. Only negative ones, though. I didn’t think about him loving me. I didn’t think about the connection we share. All I thought about was how much I sucked.

I look up into his scarred face and I wonder why the hell I ever thought it was a good idea to fuck with him.

His knot is starting to soften, and I realize that he is really not going to let me come. And then I realize that there’s a reason for that. One that makes me forget all about orgasms, and sex, and feel sorry for myself.

“We need to go,” he says. “There’s a car waiting for us on the road.”

“Do we have to go right now? Can’t we just enjoy the night a little longer?”

He shakes his head. “I knew you needed what just happened. You needed to hear what I had to say. But we don’t have time right now for anything.

I was going to let you stay on the run for a little bit before I brought you in, but I can’t give you, or us, any more time. I need you to come with me now.”

“Why? What could I do that you’re not already doing?”

“Connor is missing. Your mother took him.

I stare at him for a long moment before my jaw unhinges and words just start falling out of my mouth.

“Wow,” I say. “It’s really hard to keep up with us, huh. We just go missing left and right.”

My sarcastic response covers a void of terror that opened up inside me the moment he told me my younger brother was gone. My mother has taken him. I can’t imagine what she has planned, or what she might already have done.

“I’m going to fucking kill her.”

Karl

She’s gone. In an instant. She just gets up and starts running in a direction.

She’s panicking. I have to run after her, grab her before she can shift into animal form and do something stupid like try to run all the way to her little brother.

I don’t think she’s worn clothes in about a week.

It’s really distracting if I am to be honest, but serious things are afoot and I need her in her human form, and unfortunately, I am going to need her clothed.

“Stop!” I say, grabbing her around the waist and swinging her off her feet. “I need you to listen to me. We were following her. We know where she is. She went back to Baltair with him.”

“They’re going to try to ransom him to us for Patrick. It will be a trap. Fuck them. Fuck them both. I’m going to kill them.”

“Calm down. He’s alive. I have Baldwin watching him. She doesn’t seem to be hurting him at all.”

Ellie looks at me with wide eyes. “Did she put silver on him? I’ll kill her if she did. She refuses to acknowledge what she is. She denies she’s a wolf. It’s crazy. She’s crazy. Why couldn’t she just leave us alone?”

“We can’t go off half-cocked. We have to be sophisticated about this, do you understand?”

I look at him. “We have to be sophisticated? We have to be sophisticated ? Why?”

We start to walk toward the car. Fortunately her mad dash through the woods actually was in the direction of the vehicle.

“Because Rainer thinks his son is missing. He thinks you are too.”

“He hasn’t worked out that the guy’s not coming back?”

“We don’t know. But it’s not a good sign that she’s taken Connor there. So if you want to come with me, get in the car, put a sweater on, and stop feeling sorry for yourself, that would be great.”

We get to the car and I get her dressed. Black jeans, thick boots, a dark denim jacket with a wolf patch on the back and a tank top underneath. She looks cute. She looks like trouble. She looks like she should look.

I put her into the car and I get in the driver’s seat, and I do my best to get us back to the little town where this stage of the saga started.

Ellie has questions.

“Why did we fuck first before you told me that my mother kidnapped my brother?”

I can see that we are going to bicker all the way there if I don’t find some way to distract her—and there’s no real way to distract her given how big the problem is. Margaret is a stone cold psycho.

“You needed it. I needed it. And an hour isn’t going to make a difference.”

“How do you know that? An hour is long enough for a thousand terrible things to happen. The world could end in an hour. You should have told me up front.”

“I did what I wanted to do, and what I thought was best. We’re going to get your brother back. He’s not in immediate danger, and if I thought he was, I would have had one of the ten soldiers I have stationed around that house storm it already.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I’m trying not to traumatize your brother. If we can do this politely, then we do it politely. She wants to see you, so I figure if we take you there, you’ll have the chance to negotiate with her.”

“Okay.”

Ellie

“There is something else,” he says. I can’t wait to hear this. All of the news has been so great so far.

“What?”

“Your mother is married to Rainer now.”

“Good for her,” I deadpan. “We killed his son, and got his body eaten by alligators. Do you think there could be some fallout from that?”

“I think it will probably be fine,” he says.

“Sure. Okay.”

After days of wildness, I am dressed and in a car.

Feels weird. My thoughts are mostly going around in circles, centering around the fact that they do need me after all.

I really can’t afford to not be around these people.

Every time I take my eyes off them for more than a few seconds, terrible things happen.

“You’re pregnant,” Karl says on the drive.

“Yeah. Probably. Whatever.”

He glances over at me, piercing me with his good eye. “I need you to stop running away from me. I need you to start acting in a sane fashion. You’re going to be a mother. I don’t want to be chasing you around while you’re giving birth.”

I don’t have much to say about that. I know he’s right. I know I have to go to the city and be normal, and try to avoid the murder charge I am going to catch when I see my mother again.

“Yeah,” I say, picking at the fabric on my body. I’m so fucking aware of the clothing right now. Dark leggings, heavy boots, tight top that makes me feel all snug and contained.

“I love you,” he says out of nowhere.

“What?”

“I love you,” he growls. “So can you please stop being very stupid?”

“Fuck off,” I snap back. “I love you too.”

I fold my arms over my chest and the rest of the ride happens more or less in silence. Both of us are seething for different reasons.

“How did she take him? He must be so scared.”

“Baldwin saw it happen, but he was unable to intervene. She picked him up from school and just sort of… talked him into going with her. He’s telling me that Connor seems to like her.”

“Perfect. Just fucking perfect. She abandoned him as a baby, but he’s into her now as a mom?”

“I don’t know, Ellie,” Karl says. “He’s a boy. She’s his mother.”

“Technically she probably had the right to take him. She’s not really the kidnapper. We will be.”

He gives a shrug. “I could not give less of a fuck about the legalities. Do you want your brother back? Or do you want to leave him with the creature who tried to marry you off against your will and then decided to invade my home and ask for you?”