Page 92 of Night Sector

“You can try,” she replied.

My hands went to her hips, my wolf roaring in expectant victory. “Tell me if I go too hard.”

“You won’t.”

“You underestimate how much I want you, little killer.” I lifted her off the ground. “Wrap your legs around me.”

She did, her movements compliant and yet urgent at the same time. Her thighssqueezedmy hips, demanding that I enter her. Fuck her.Claim her.

I shifted to align my cock with her entrance. I’d read from her mind that it’d been a very long time since an Alpha had last fucked her. So I attempted to ease myself in slowly.

But the little vixen undulated her hips and forced me deeper, faster, by pressing herself into me.

A moan left her lips, her head falling back against the wall as she shut her eyes.

None of that,I thought, my hand going to her jaw.Look at me while I fuck you, Kyra.

Her lashes fluttered as she obeyed, her passionate stare drugging my instincts.

I slammed into her fully, loving the way she released a little gasp at my size and power.

I could worship her and destroy her at the same time, something her mind was encouraging me to do.

More,she was demanding.Harder.

I pulled out to the tip and drove into her again, forcing her to take all of me, claiming her irrevocably,matingher.

Her nails scratched down my back, her hips pushing into mine.

But there was one thing missing. Something vital. A piece of her I still needed to possess.

Her mouth.

Kyra’s nostrils flared as I captured her gaze, her pupils resembling huge black diamonds.

I held her stare as I brushed my lips over hers. Then I teased the seam with my tongue. She invited me inside with a gasp, her body opening to me in every way.

I didn’t hesitate to accept her invitation, to possess every part of her.

Her mouth.

Her tongue.

Her breasts.

Her pussy.

I laid my claim over every inch of her, my punishing thrusts forever marking her asmine. My kiss devastating her for future men—of which there would be none. My roaming hands leaving invisible traces all over her skin.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

My wolf snarled in agreement, demanding that I sink my teeth into her neck to renew our mating bond. But I held him back. Kyra had been bitten enough these last few days. I’d give in to my beast’s desires another day.

Because there would be another day.

Hell, there’d be more fucking tonight.

“Squeeze your pussy around me,” I told Kyra. “Mark me like I’m marking you. Make me knot you. Make meclaimyou.”