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CHAPTER 11

S ilas

She was mine .

She could fight it, could deny it all she wanted, but her body? Her body had told me everything I’d needed to know.

I could still see her sprawled over my lap, writhing, panting, her bright red ass on full display for me, her body trembling with every smack of my palm.

She had been so damn defiant at first, but I had broken her down, piece by piece, until she was whispering that she was mine. The memory sent a dark satisfaction rippling through my gut, my fingers flexing against her slick, heated skin.

I loved that fire in her, loved that she fought me, because it only made it sweeter when I won.

And fuck, had I won !

Even now, as I ran my hands over her in the bath, feeling the tension seep from her body, she was still pretending to resist, still pouting, still playing at defiance.

I knew better.

I had felt her break beneath my hands. I’d heard the way her breath had hitched every time my palm had struck her perfect, firm ass. Had watched as she came apart, not once, but twice, with nothing more than my fingers inside her tight little asshole. I’d seen the way her thighs had clenched together, had smelled the unmistakable scent of her arousal, filling the air with the evidence of her need.

She loved being manhandled, loved being put in her place, might even have enjoyed the pain I delivered to her tender body. That only made me hungrier for her.

I continued to run the soap over her smooth skin, washing her as gently as I could. She shivered, a small, involuntary movement, but I saw it.

I smiled behind her, leaning in and letting my voice drop. “You can keep pretending all you want, Wildcat,” I taunted, touching my lips to her ear, “but we both know exactly what you need.”

She stilled, but not for long. She whipped her head around, eyes flashing, her lips parted like she was about to tell me off.

Perfect.

I was going to enjoy shutting her up.

With my mouth.

With my hands.

With my cock.

With every single part of me.

By the time I was done with her, there wouldn’t be any doubt left in that pretty head of hers: she belonged to me.

As my mate.

I tilted my head, staring back at her as she glared at me and then I smirked. I knew what she was going to say before she even opened that smart mouth of hers.

“Fuck. You,” she sneered, her voice dripping with defiance.

I exhaled slowly through my nose, trying to stem my amusement at her little rebellion. To be honest, it was cute. Like a little cub baring its teeth at a beast twice its size.

I set the soap aside, shifting slightly in the water and gave her a stern command with uncompromising eye contact. “Stand up.”

Her brows furrowed slightly. “Why?”

I leaned forward, my voice dropping. “Stand up, Wildcat. Now.”

She hesitated for half a second—half a second too long.

I didn’t wait.

I grabbed her wrist and stood, hauling her up with me.

Water sloshed over the sides of the tub as she stumbled to her feet, her naked body dripping, her skin flushed from the heat.

She yelped, pulling against my hold on her, but I did not let go. I yanked her forward, turning her so fast she barely had time to gasp. I pushed her down over the edge of the tub, and before she could even try to stop me, my hand came down on her bare, wet ass.

Hard.

The crack of it echoed through the bathroom, sharp and punishing. She gasped, her hands flying to the edge of the tub, seeking leverage, her body jerking at the impact. Wet skin meant more sting, more burn, and she felt it. I made sure of it.

I could see it in the way her knuckles whitened, in the way her breath shook, in the way her thighs pressed together like she could somehow escape the slow, searing heat building between them.

But we both knew the truth: she loved this.

I spanked her again, harder.

She cried out, and my hand snapped against her naked cheeks again, still cherry red from her spanking over my knee just a short while ago.

I growled, gripping her hip with one hand, pressing down on her shoulder with the other, just enough to keep her exactly where I wanted her. “You can fight me all you want, Wildcat,” I bent down to croon in her ear, “but we both know how this ends.”

She shivered, knuckles whitening against the porcelain edge of the tub.

I dragged my rough palm over the curve of her ass, feeling the heat radiating off her skin, the way she flinched just slightly at the contact. She was sensitive already, the water making her slick, heightening the sensations she was feeling.

Good.

I wanted her to feel this. I wanted her to remember it.

“You think you can talk back to me?” My voice was deep, gruff-sounding in the steam-filled air as I rubbed slow, lazy circles over her ass. “That you can say whatever you want and not suffer the consequences, little mate?”

She huffed, turning her head just enough to glare at me over her shoulder. “I can and I will, Alpha .”

Fucking brat.

Before she could say anything else, I lifted my palm and brought it down again. The sharp crack of it filled the small bathroom, and she gasped, her body lurching forward slightly from the impact. Her thighs squeezed together, her back arching ever so slightly as the burn spread through her ass, soaking deep into her already tender flesh.

I grinned, holding her in place. “What was that, Wildcat? Something you’d like to say?”

“Go to hell,” she snapped, her voice tight, but her breath shuddering.

I chuckled. “Oh, I’ll be dragging you there with me, little mate.”

Then I spanked her again and again. These were even harder, my palm smacking against the fullest part of her ass, the wetness making the sting ten times worse. Lia jerked, her hands scrambling for purchase.

I knew it hurt. I knew her ass was on fire, her nerves screaming from the lingering burn. I also knew she liked it.

I could smell it. I could feel it in the way her body tensed, in the way her hips shifted, in the way her thighs pressed together like she could somehow dull the ache that was building between them.

I groaned low in my throat, pressing my hand firmly over the red prints blooming across her skin.

“You’re mine, Lia,” I murmured, my fingers digging into her ass, claiming every inch of her. “I will spank this pretty little ass whenever I see fit. Every. Time. You. Defy. Disobey. Or disrespect me. Every. Time.” I punctuated my words with hard spanks on her soft flesh.

She whimpered. She fucking whimpered, and I growled, my cock jumping at the sound, my control fraying as I pulled my hand back and delivered another punishing slap.

Then another.

And another.

Each one staking my claim, each one reminding her of her place and who she belonged to.

By the time I paused, she was squirming and trying to escape each smack of my hand, her body shaking slightly.

I smoothed a hand over her burning skin, reveling in the way she shivered at the contact. Every inch of her was perfect and I took a second to admire her beautiful curves.

“Have you learned your lesson, mate ?”

Silence.

When her voice came, it was barely above a whisper.

“No.”

I groaned, my grip tightening. This woman was going to ruin me, and I was going to love every second of it.

“No?” I echoed, dragging my fingers slowly over her burning skin, feeling the way she quivered beneath me. “Still defiant, even after I’ve put you over my knee and spanked this pretty little ass until it’s red hot? Even after I fucked your ass with my fingers? Even after this?”

She let out a ragged breath and shook her head.

“You’re going to have to try harder than that, Alpha,” she said, her feisty tone making my cock harden.

I yanked her up fast, pulling her back against my chest, her slick body colliding with mine as water sloshed over the edge of the tub. She let out a startled sound, but before she could even think about speaking, I took her chin in my hand, tilted her face toward mine, and crushed my mouth to hers.

Hard. Possessive. Fucking claiming her.

She gasped against my mouth, and I took it as an invitation, my tongue sliding around hers, deepening the kiss with a raw, insatiable hunger. She fought me at first, her hands pushing uselessly against my chest, but I felt it: the giving in, the way her body melted into mine, the way she clung to me even as she pretended to resist.

I groaned into her mouth, my hands roaming, gripping her hips, pulling her closer until there was nothing between us.

She was bare, warm, soaked, and soft—and fuck, she fit so perfectly against me.

She whimpered, her hands gripping my shoulders now, her nails biting into my skin, and it spurred me on.

I kissed her harder, my teeth scraping her bottom lip, taking what was mine. Because she was mine. No matter how much she fought it, no matter how much she denied it, she was mine. After today, she would never forget it.

“You feel that, Wildcat?” My voice sounded like I had gravel in my throat, my cock pressing hot and aching against her soft belly. “That’s all for you. That’s what happens when you mouth off to me, when you defy me, when you push me so fucking far that I have no choice but to put you back in your place.”

She mewled, her lashes fluttering, her body shuddering as I pressed against her, letting her feel every hard inch of me.

“You think I spanked you hard before, that I hurt you?” I murmured, dragging my mouth along the curve of her jaw, my teeth scraping the delicate skin. “Just wait until I breed you, little mate. Wait until I have you flat on your back, your legs spread, my knot buried so fucking deep inside you that you won’t be able to walk for days.”

Lia let out a soft, broken sound, her body shifting against me.

Gripping her jaw, I forced her to look at me. “I’m going to fuck you, Lia, until you’re dripping with my seed, until there’s no doubt in your pretty little head who you belong to.”

Her eyes darkened, and I felt her shaking.

And fuck…

She didn’t just like what I was saying to her, she fucking loved it. It was written all over her face.

I smirked, dragging my thumb along her bottom lip, pressing against it, feeling the way her heart was pounding in her chest.

“You’re going to take every single drop I give you, Wildcat. I’m gonna keep you so fucking full of my seed, your belly so swollen with my pups, you won’t ever think about defying me again.”

Lia whined, her body trembling, her nails scraping my shoulders, her thighs pressing together like she could somehow escape the throbbing ache between them, but she couldn’t; I wouldn’t let her.

I dragged my mouth along her neck, licking the water that dripped onto her shoulders from her hair, savoring the taste of her skin.

“You can keep pretending you don’t belong to me, little mate,” I murmured, “but your body already knows the truth.”

Her fingers kept digging into my shoulders, her nails biting, but she didn’t push me away. I let my lips trail lower, along the curve of her neck, down to the sensitive dip where my lips found her pulse beating wildly. I lingered there, inhaling deep, soaking in the intoxicating scent of her.

God, she smelled like temptation, like something I would never be able to let go of now that I had her.

“Silas, please!” she cried out.

Her voice was breathless, full of emotion, torn between frustration and desire, and I loved that. Loved that I had reduced her to this: writhing, flushed, desperate even though she didn’t want to be.

I chuckled, dark and knowing. “You sound nervous, Wildcat.”

“I am not?—”

I bit down gently on the soft skin of her neck, cutting her off. She arched against me, her body molding to mine.

“You should be,” I growled. Before she could do anything to stop me, I slipped my hand between her legs.

Her entire body froze, her breath stopped, and another groan rumbled from my chest.

Because she was wet.

So fucking wet.

I slid my fingers through her folds, and fuck, she was slick and hot, her thighs clenching around my hand.

“I’m not,” she breathed, her nails scraping my back, her head tilting back.

“Liar.”

I slid two fingers deep inside her, and she jolted against me, a strangled sound escaping her throat.

“Say it. Tell me that you want me,” I ordered, my voice a low rumble as my fingers curled into that magic spot, stretching her open and claiming every fucking inch of her.

“N-no,” she managed, her breath staccato.

As punishment, I drew my hand back just a little, making her sigh in desperation, before I brought it back down, spanking her pussy firmly. She yelped, her body spasming, her eyes flying open, her breath leaving her in a rush.

I did it again and again, over and over until her pretty little pussy turned bright pink under my firm hand. Panting and writhing and squeaking, she tried to push my hand away, but that was not going to happen. Instead, I just slapped between her legs that much more sharply.

“Please!” she cried out again.

The word escaped her in a rush, and my fingers stilled, my eyes snapping up to her face.

God, the sight of her was fucking perfection. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glassy, her lips parted, swollen from the way I had claimed her mouth.

“Please,” she whispered, “stop teasing.”

My cock jerked, pre-cum leaking from the tip, and my grip on her tightened.

“You want more, Wildcat?”

“Yessss,” she hissed.

“Beg for it,” I demanded.

She swallowed, her throat bobbing, and then she let out the smallest, softest whine.

“Please,” she whispered once more, her hips rocking, grinding against my fingers, seeking friction.

I smirked, my fingers deep inside her stroking just enough to make her squirm.

“Please, what, little mate?”

Her lashes fluttered, her lips parting, her words coming out in a rush. “Please, Silas. I need you to fuck me.”

My smirk widened to a grin, and then, with deliberate slowness, I withdrew my fingers from her.

And spanked her pussy again.

She let out a strangled moan, her hips jerking forward, her nails scraping my back.

“Tell me,” I growled, dragging my fingers through her wetness, spreading it over her aching, swollen clit. “Tell me who you belong to.”

She whimpered, her hips bucking against my hand. “Please, Alpha.”

I chuckled again, low and dark, the sound quaking through her.

“No,” I retorted, the single syllable filled with danger for her, with the promise of punishment if she didn’t give me what I wanted.

“Who do you belong to?”

Her body was shaking, her eyes wide and glassy.

“You.” She finally gave me what I wanted.

I sighed, satisfied. “That’s right, Wildcat. Mine. My mate.”

I lifted her, turning her easily. The water shifted as I placed her onto her knees in front of me, facing away. I knelt behind her and gripped her waist, pulling her back so that she was straddling my lap, my cock pressed hot and thick against her ass. My arms snaked around her, one hand splayed over her belly, the other wrapping around her neck.

I pulled her against me, pressing her back flush against my chest.

“I’m going to fuck you, Wildcat,” I growled in her ear, flexing my arm against her throat, feeling the way her pulse thundered. “I’m going to fucking breed you, good and hard. Just like you deserve.”

Her breath caught, and for half a second, I wondered if she would fight me, but instead, she melted for me, her body sinking back against mine.

“There’s my good girl,” I murmured, sliding my hand down, smoothing it over the dip of her lean waist, following the flare of her hip. I let her feel the weight of me, my cock thick and hard against her, letting her know exactly what she did to me, how much I wanted her, how hard I was for her .

She shuddered, her thighs flexing, her back arching, her hips rocking ever so slightly. I slid my hand down to her thigh.

“Do you feel how hard you make me, Lia? Feel what you do to me every time you talk back, every time you defy me, every time you push me?”

I pushed my hips up, grinding my cock against her ass, and a soft, strangled sound escaped her.

“This is all for you, mate,” I promised. Then I slid my fingers between her legs. “All of it.”

She moaned, her hips bucking, grinding against my hand.

“Fuck,” she whispered.

“That’s it, mate,” I urged, sliding my fingers through her folds, and feeling her slick juices even with the water surrounding us. “Grind on me. Get that pretty little pussy nice and ready for me, because when I sink into you, I’m not going to stop until you’re overflowing with my cum.”

A needy whine escaped her, her entire body shivering, but she didn’t fight me this time. She obeyed me, rolling her hips, rubbing her ass against me.

“Good girl,” I praised, sliding a finger into her. “Such a good, perfect little mate.”

Her hands reached back, fisting in my hair, and I felt her cunt clench around my finger, felt her body tremble, and I groaned, burying my face against her neck, kissing her there.

“You love being good for me, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes, Silas.”

My control was wavering.

Every time she ground her ass against me, it felt like a knife to the gut. Every time her breath hitched, every time she clenched around me, it was another crack in my restraint.

I couldn’t wait any longer.

I wrapped my arm around her waist, lifted her and carried her from the bathroom into the main room of the cabin. Without a moment’s hesitation, I tossed her on her back on the bed and then I was over top of her within a heartbeat.

Lia’s eyes were wide as I pinned her wrists above her head, her naked body splayed out under me. My cock nudged at her entrance, and it took all of my willpower not to take her then and there.

“You’re going to be a good little mate for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Alpha,” she breathed.

I smiled, satisfaction rippling through me at her obedience. The way her dazed eyes were wide and locked on mine, thighs shaking and breath catching, the way she lay beneath me, completely at my mercy gave me perfect satisfaction.

“Good,” I growled, and then I slammed into her. She cried out, her entire body jerking, her walls clenching around me.

It was like heaven. Like pure fucking bliss.

“Fuuuuck, you’re so tight,” I hissed, sliding out and slamming into her again, hard enough to make the bed shake.

Her breath left her in a rush, her thighs trembling, her body arching, her hands grasping for purchase.

“Look at you,” I murmured, sliding out and then thrusting back in, staring down between our bodies to where my big cock disappeared into her tight pussy. “You look so fucking beautiful stretched around my cock, little mate.”

She keened, a long high note, her cheeks flushing. Irockedmy hips, grinding my pelvis against hers, feeling the walls of her pussy pulsing around me, savoring the way her body writhed and shook beneath me.

“You were made for me, mate,” I said, pulling out, only to slam back in, making her cry out. “You were made for this. Made to be taken.Made to be fucking bred by your Alpha.”

Her nails clawed at the blankets, her eyes squeezed shut, her teeth bit into her bottom lip.

“Open your eyes,” I ordered. “Look at me, Lia.”

She hesitated just for a moment, and then her beautiful green eyes flicked open, her gaze locking with mine.

“Tell me who you belong to. One more time. I want to make sure you never forget it,” I demanded, my voice deep and dangerous.

“Y-you,” she whispered.

“Good,” I praised.

Before she could say anything else, I pulled out and hammered into her again. And again. A strangled wail escaped her, her thighs tensing, her heels digging into the mattress. The sight of her, thrashing and breathless and desperate, sent a wave of dark, primal want crashing through me.

God help me, I had never wanted anyone as badly as I wanted her. I had never needed someone as much as I needed her.

My hips snapped forward, over and over, fucking her into the bed, taking everything she had to give me and then some.

“You like being full of me, don’t you, Lia?” I growled, the words coming out of their own accord. “Like being fucked full of my seed. You’re going tolike having your belly swollen with my pupseven more, isn’t that right…”

“Please, Silas! Oh, God, please,” she moaned.

I crashed into her, and she shuddered, her words cutting off, a cry escaping her.

“I’ll take you whenever I want,” I declared, sliding out and thrusting back in, savoring the expression on her beautiful face. “Whenever and however I please.” She whimpered, her lips parting, her face a picture of need, and—fuck—I could have come just from the sound of her.

I was overwhelmed with my need for her, gripping her hip, pulling her against me, taking her even deeper, so deep I was buried to the hilt. She cried out, her walls clenching around me like a fucking vise, and I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut for a moment.

“I’m going to fill you with my pups, Lia.” I was panting now, losing control. “I’m going to breed you and keep you nice and full. You’re going to look so beautiful all swollen and ripe with my litter.”

“Silas, please,” she wailed, her nails scraping against my sides.

I leaned down, dropping a kiss on her parted lips, completely enjoying the way her body trembled beneath the onslaught of mine.

“I can feel you, my little mate,” I murmured, sliding out and in, slow and steady and punishing and delicious. “I can feel how close you are, the way your sweet little pussy is clenching around my cock.”

She mewled, her eyes squeezing shut.

“You going to come for me, Wildcat?”

All she could manage was one nod.

I pulled out only to slam back in, so deep, so fucking deep, and she shrieked, her back arching, her entire body quaking.

“That’s it,” I murmured, fucking her hard and fast now, watching her fall apart for me. “Come all over my cock, Wildcat. Let me feel how badly you need me.”

Then I leaned down, my lips just touching her ear. “Because you are going to need me. Once I’m done filling you, once I’ve given you every last drop, once you’ve taken all of it like a good little mate, I’m going to take you again. And again.”

She ground herself into me, her back arching off the bed, desperate little cries falling off her lips like a song.

“You’ll be so full, so wet and dripping and used, you won’t be able to do anything but let me fill you up again.”

“Pleeeeease,” she keened her need, her nails scraping against my back, her legs flexing, losing all semblance of control over herself.

“Fuck, Lia,” I snarled, revealing my own effort not to lose it. Her body was pulsing around me, squeezing, clenching, making my control waver and fray at the edges, threatening to snap. I gripped her jaw, forcing her to look at me. “You’re going to be dripping with my cum, Wildcat, so full you won’t be able to forget you belong to me. You belong to me, forever and for always.”

Lia gasped, her eyes wide and glassy, her cheeks flushed, her lips parted.

And then, she came.

Hard.

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 shattered for 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 and bred ,” 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. My mate .”

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.”

The base of my cock began to swell. I was going to knot her, and she was going to fucking take it.

“Fuck, Lia,” I groaned, forcing myself deep, grinding against her, pushing the thick, bulbous knot inside her, deeper and deeper. “Fuck, fuck , you feel so good. So fucking perfect, but you’re not done…”

She felt incredible, so slick and tight.

“Silas, I can’t—” she gasped, her body rigid, her hands fisting in the blankets.

I released her wrists, bracing on my forearm, and smoothed a hand over her cheek.

“Yes, you can,” I encouraged, my voice rough from exertion. “I know you can.”

I could feel her like a fist around my cock, feel the way she tensed. Fuck, she was made for this. For me.

I slid my hand into her hair, gripping her head, forcing her to look at me.

“Look at me,” I said. “Keep those eyes open, Wildcat. Look at me while you come.”

She swallowed hard, her eyes locked on mine, her breath coming in rapid, syncopated gasps.

“That’s it, my little mate. Take it.”

With my eyes locked on hers, I pressed in as far as I could possibly go, forcing my knot deeper until I was buried to the hilt, until I was locked inside her and stretching her open for me.

Lia let out a scream, her back arching clear off the bed, her thighs clamping around my hips, and I knew she was already coming.

Her body shook, her nails dug into my skin, her eyes squeezed shut, and the tendons stood out on her neck. Then, finally, I let go.

My orgasm crashed through me like a goddamn avalanche.

White-hot, searing pleasure rolled over me, so intense it was almost painful, and then I was coming, flooding her, filling my mate with my seed.

I roared, a savage sound, bruising her with my steely grip as the aftershocks ripped through me, and she cried out, trembling and breathless. Her eyes flew open, meeting mine. For a moment, the entire world seemed to pause, hanging there in the silence between us.

“Mine,” I murmured, and then I sealed my lips over hers.

She kissed me back, her tongue sliding against mine. I wrapped a hand around her throat, holding her in place, feeling the way her pulse thrummed against my palm, her body pinned beneath me, trapped and splayed and full.

I broke the kiss, trailing my lips along her jaw, down her neck, and when I reached her shoulder, I kissed the spot where I would one day leave my mark.

My knot pulsed inside her, one last surge of my cum filling her completely. Lia gasped, her cunt clenching around me, milking me. I groaned, savoring the way her body reacted to mine, the way the walls of her tight pussy rippled around me and her thighs squeezed around me, holding me in place.

I nuzzled her neck, pressing soft kisses along the curve of her jaw.

“You’re my mate. It’s not up to you. It never was,” I growled.

She didn’t answer.

“There’s a part of you that wants to defy me, that wants to keep being feisty.” I leaned in, grazing my teeth against the shell of her ear, and bit down.

“I’m going to fuck that out of you.”

I kept going, dragging my lips down her body, licking and sucking, until I reached her breast. I took her nipple into my mouth and bit down hard.

“Mostly.”

She arched up and yelped, her eyes squeezing shut, her mouth falling open then closing on a grimace.

God, she was beautiful like this. Her pussy was stretched tight around me, her cunt clamped around the fat knot buried inside her.

“So beautiful, Wildcat,” I murmured, leaning down to press a kiss between her breasts.

Her breath shuddered, her lashes fluttering deliriously.

“You were made for this, weren’t you, little mate?” I asked, sliding a hand down her torso, feeling the way her stomach quivered, feeling the slight curve to her belly where she was still full of me. “Made to take my cock. Made to be fucked and filled and bred.”

She whined, turning her head slightly, her thighs tensing, her pussy muscles pulsing around my knot.

I smirked, leaning in, nipping at her earlobe. “I’m going to do it again, my little mate,” I murmured, trailing soft kisses along her jaw, down her neck, across the top swell of her breasts.

Lia shivered from head to toe.

I groaned, my cock throbbing, my knot swelling just a little more.

God, this woman would be the death of me.

“Are you going to be a good girl and let me breed you, Wildcat?”

Lia’s eyes were still closed, her face turned away, but she nodded.

A smile curled the corner of my mouth.

“Good.”