Page 67 of Locke

“Mine,” I snarled.

I used my claws to rip at her clothing, gentle nicks ripped at her skin. Her body trembled, her soft whimpers only fueled Fenrir and his desire to claim.

Once she was laid bare to me, I took in the sight of her body. Minor scratches highlighted against her skin, but there was one more spot that remained positively clean. The tiny bite I left her just hours ago.

I purred against her, my hand cupping her pussy and licking at the mark I left her.

“So wet.” I nibbled at her mark.

I let my two claws retract and shoved them deep into her cunt. I wasn’t a complete asshole. I would make sure she was ready.

As I nibbled her mark with my sharp teeth, I let her arousal coat me. Fenrir, wild with desire, had had enough, he would not give her the pleasure she wanted for defying and running from us.

He forcefully pulled our fingers from her body and she cried out, pulling on our furred arm.

“No!” she tried to lead us back to her dripping pussy.

My hand reached around her neck. “You ran, you don’t get a say!” Fenrir snapped.

My mate’s face changed from desire to fear when she heard the new, deeper voice. “I am Fenrir, your wolf. You ran from me.”

Emm tilted her head when he eased up on his hold around her neck.

“You never run from me.” He tilted his head low and pressed it to her forehead, taking in long deep breaths before he tapped our cock against her entrance.

She grunted, holding onto the wrist that gripped her neck. “You hid from me.” She gritted her teeth. “Only fair.”

Fenrir smirked, pushing the head of our cock in her body and then pulling it out again. “Then, we play.”

Emm groaned, whining for mercy as he slowly edged our cock inside her. He tortured her, and I felt every fucking bit of it until I slowly took our control back. That sadistic fuck was too damn much.

Once I fully seated myself inside her, knowing I would not rip her apart, this was where the fun began.

“Get ready.” I let the low growl in my throat overtake the sound of the forest. “Because this is something we both fucking need.”

I withdrew from her, only to thrust forcefully back into my mate. A cry escaped her lips as her tightness gripped me. The sensation of the ladder’s ridges gliding within her tight cunt.

“So big!” she breathed. “Shit, I’m going to be ripped in half!”

I panted, my breath blowing steam across her face.

But I would not hold back. I told her this.

I wanted to claim her like this. A fucking animal. I’m showing her the true strength of what I am. I claim her as my mate, strong and capable.

As my hairy chest heaved and brushed against her breasts, her eyes flashed with desire. She craved it; she wanted more. I thrust deeper into her.

The moonlight shone on her face, casting eerie shadows on the forest floor. Her eyes were wide with a mix of fear and pleasure as her body arched beneath me. I kept myself embedded into her and laid her on top of a log. I could see the pleasure coursing through her veins, feel the intense emotions surging between us.

“Fuck me!” she cried, her voice hoarse with passion. “Fuck me harder!”

And so I did. I thrust into her relentlessly, my power and strength overtaking her, consuming her in a whirlwind of lust and domination. With every stroke, I claimed her as mine, marking her as my own. My wolf and hers, becoming one in the process.

The night was alive with our primal screams, our bodies moving in perfect sync, lost in the intense, animalistic grunts and snarls I created. We were wild creatures of the night, and in this moment, I finally felt alive again.

As my sharp claws dragged down her delicate skin, crimson marks bloomed on her soft flesh. Her fingers tightly gripped my thick fur, and her legs entwined around my powerful body. In this moment of ecstasy, sights blurred, the sound of our entangled breaths echoed into the night. This was fucking heaven.

As the intensity of our rutting reached its peak, I could feel her tightening around me, her body quivering with the waves of pleasure I was sending her. And then, just as the stars aligned, I felt the explosion within me, the release of control and power that only comes with true submission.