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Anders starts kissing his way down my throat, nipping my skin and smoothing over his love bites with his tongue.

I remember all too well what that tongue can do.

I’m pliable and willing as I roll my head back, urging him to take more.

Every part of me yearns to submit to him.

I tip my head back, my instincts strong enough without my furs.

A single word presses against my lips. I wonder how he’d react if I…

Growling low in his chest, Anders nips my collarbone.

“More,” I pant. “Please, Alpha.”

Anders freezes, his face hidden in my shoulder. My heart stops, and I worry I went too far.

“Call me that again,” he commands, voice unexpectedly raw. Sliding his hand lower, he cups my aching cock and strokes it.

Arching up, I gasp, “Yes, Alpha. Give me more. Right there.”

When Anders looks up, there’s a mischievous smile on his face. “Are you telling an Alpha what to do, pet?”

I play along, wriggling my hips. “Yeah. So what?”

His eyes flare a wolfish yellow, and he snarls, showing his sharp teeth.

A large hand curls around my throat and squeezes.

A gasp escapes me. His grip is strong enough to surprise me but not choke me.

He very well could if he wanted to, but I’m not scared of him.

I know he won’t hurt me. I trust him, and fuck, that’s so hot.

“I am your Alpha, pet. You serve me . Understood?”

My cock throbs, my body aching to submit and serve him. Instead, I smirk and arch a brow at Anders. “Oh yeah? Make me.”

Anders curls his lip, jaw tight. I am still getting to know him, but he’s moody enough that I can differentiate between real anger and the faux outrage on his face. With one hand, he forces me to my knees. His thick, meaty cock makes my mouth water. “Shut your loose mouth and service your Alpha.”

My legs practically gape open at the demand, but I won’t make this too easy for him. My mate likes a challenge, after all. “And how am I supposed to service you if my mouth is shut, Alpha ?”

Those eyes flash dangerously, and then his fingers are in my hair and tugging, hard . I gasp from the pain, but it only fuels my lust. Anders yanks on my hair, shoving my face in his crotch. The musky male scent of him makes my cock throb.

“I will not ask again. Swallow my prick until you’re gagging on it. I want to feel it buried down your throat.” He grasps his cock, smacking it against my cheek. “Are my instructions clear?”

“Yes.” I groan, damn near drooling with the need to suck him off.

“Yes, what?” he snarls, tugging my hair.

“Y-yes, Alpha.”

“Good, pet,” he rumbles, loosening his grip on my hair and stroking his fingers over my scalp.

I wrap my lips around the blunt head of his cock and suck until my cheeks hollow, bobbing my head. Anders sighs with bliss and grips the back of my head, urging me on. He’s one hell of a mouthful, so thick and wide. I want him in my ass, stretching me, filling me full to bursting.

Anders guides me, urging me to take him deeper, faster.

His harsh grip on my hair prevents me from pulling off his cock.

I’m trapped, and I love every second of it.

Honestly, he could be rougher with me—I wouldn’t mind.

I take in a deep breath through my nose and dive in, swallowing every inch of him until my nose is buried in his groin.

I gag and pull off, but the second I’ve got my breath back, I swallow him down.

With a deep moan of approval, Anders rocks his hips, pumping in and out of my mouth. “Good, pet. So good to your Alpha. How much more can you take?”

“More,” I pant, kissing the head of his dick. “Use me, Alpha.”

And oh, he does. He grips my head in his hands and angles my face upward.

Through streaming eyes, I watch as Anders smiles arrogantly, eyes dark with longing.

He holds my face steady and thrusts deep, fucking my mouth.

“Gods,” he says, groaning, “look at you. You were meant to serve. Why else would you look so good on your knees? Such a good little pet for your Alpha’s cock. ”

His words stoke a fire in me only he can extinguish. I love being on my knees for him, love his hands on me, commanding and yet protective, love the way he uses me and gives me so much at the same time.

I go slack between his hands and let him use me, let him take everything he needs.

It’s fulfilling in a way nothing else is, submitting to him, giving him pleasure.

The room fills with the sloppy sounds of my sucking, Anders’s grunts and pants, and the water from the shower spattering on the porcelain.

“Almost there, pet,” Anders says, voice rough and breathy as he pumps his hips faster and faster. “You’ll take every drop. Swallow it down and thank your Alpha, won’t you?”

I moan my enthusiasm, drunk off the taste of his cock.

Suddenly, he yanks me off his cock by the hair. I whimper my disappointment, trying to lunge back in for a taste. Anders fists his cock and strokes it, his chest rising and falling quickly. “Open for me. Stick out your tongue.”

Panting, I obey. My heart races as I await his climax, hungering to taste him, to please him.

Anders tangles his fingers in my hair and strokes his cock with his other hand.

With an animalistic grunt, he throws his head back and snarls as he comes.

Thick, hot ribbons of cum streak my cheeks, and I catch some on my tongue.

Anders pants above me, eyes wide and dark. “Good. So good. My perfect mate.”

His praise makes my heart sing. Anders swipes his thumb through the mess of cum on my face, then rubs it over my lips.

I open for him and suck on his thumb, moaning as the taste of him bursts across my tongue.

His touch is gentle as it weaves through my hair, his eyes soft and glowing with reverence.

“You’ve earned a reward for pleasing me so thoroughly.

” Leaning down, he claims my lips, then helps me stand.

We dry ourselves fast and, effortlessly, Anders carries me from the bathroom to the bedroom.

Once we’re in my bedroom, my back hits the mattress, and Anders looms over me, powerful and all-consuming.

My body hums with need, and I’m practically panting, out of my mind with want.

“It’s your turn, pet.”

Anders flips me onto my stomach and rumbles out a pleased noise.

Grasping my cheeks, he spreads me open. His claws dimple my ass, and his body vibrates with a low growl, causing a shiver to run down my spine.

I feel like prey, caught and ripe for devouring by a hungry wolf. I lift my hips, offering myself.

Anders’s growling only gets louder. His breath fans across my lower back, and when he puts his teeth to the meat of my ass, his fangs prick my skin.

Wrapping a hand around my cock, Anders bites down on my ass but doesn’t break the skin.

The wet warmth of his tongue laps over my hole, making my knees quiver.

Whimpering, I push my hips back, urging him on.

He licks into me while he pumps my cock, reducing me to a writhing mess beneath him.

That damn tongue. It puts the steamiest sex scene in any romance novel I’ve read to shame.

It is surprisingly long, thrusting into me like a small, hot, wet cock.

The slurping sounds escaping Anders as he devours me make my face burn hot.

When he stops licking at me, I groan my disappointment.

The combination of his hand and that sinful tongue is almost enough to drive me over the edge.

Anders sucks on his fingers, then presses them against my entrance, then inside. The stretch and sensation of fullness has me rocking my hips back on his fingers as he presses them in deep, then draws them back out.

“Alpha,” I whine.

“Oh?” He nips my ass cheek. “Just what is it that you need? Tell me.”

“N-need you inside me. Now. Please.”

With a wolfish growl, he tugs me up by my hips so I’m on my hands and knees.

Propping himself up on one knee, he positions himself.

His pelvis bumps my ass, his cock rubbing right between my cheeks.

The drawer opens, and the lube cap snicks.

Then his blunt, slick head is pressing into me.

The stretch has my eyes closing in bliss, and my gasp fills the room as he sinks in.

He works me open, rocking his hips back and forth.

“Gods. Feels like I’ve died and gone to Valhalla itself when I’m inside you.”

We both groan as he takes me deeper, faster. He wraps his hand around my throat, angling my head to the side. Our lips collide as he pounds into me, and we swallow each other’s desperate grunts and moans.

His thrusts are so forceful I can’t hold myself up and collapse into the bed. When he grabs my wrists and pins them down, there’s nothing for me to do but let myself be taken, hard and fast. I don’t have to think, don’t have to worry. I don’t need to be in control. I can just be his.

My orgasm erupts from me, turning me into a moaning, babbling mess as I streak the sheets with my cum. I’m about to collapse, but Anders wraps his arm around me and hauls me up and against his body.

“Not done with you,” he growls into my ear.

“You don’t get to rest, pet, not until I’ve filled your tight little hole with my seed.

” He traps me against him while he continues to move, pounding into me.

Amazingly, my cock stiffens again. Being a paranormal creature definitely has its perks. Hello, no refractory period.

I grind down on his hips, whimpering as the need to come again possesses me, turning me into some feral, sex-crazed beast.

“Shameless little wench,” Anders says harshly, wrapping a hand around my cock and pumping fast. My toes curl as he strokes me to the hard, frantic smack of his hips.

His other palm smacks against my ass, coaxing a shout from my lips.

“So insatiable. Do I have to loosen this tight little hole all night before you’re finally satisfied? ”

He swirls his hips, rubbing against all the right spots, then tugs on my nipple rings, sparking pleasure all throughout my body.

Shoving me back to my hands and knees, he lies atop me, pinning my body between his and the bed.

I tear at the sheets, crying out as he fastens his teeth into my shoulder, biting down on his marks. “Mine, all mine. Say it.”

“Yours, Alpha. Yours! Want your cum. Fill me up. Please.”

Anders’s hoarse shout fills the room as his release paints my insides, leaving me a hot, sticky mess.

His knot keeps it all inside, and I feel so full, wrecked, owned by his cock and his cum.

His, completely. I clench around Anders once again as he wrings another explosive orgasm out of me. It feels like it never ends.

We catch our breath. Bliss spreads throughout my body. “Hey, let’s start teaching you to read today.”

Anders stiffens behind me, and not in the good way. “I… I’m not sure I can learn how.”

I twist my body around to look at him and find him frowning as he traces a pattern into my shoulder with a blunt fingernail. “I’m a very good teacher. We’ll start small and simple, then work our way up.”

Anders drops a kiss to my bare shoulder. “Fine. But I warned you.”

I chuckle and squeeze his fingers. “You’ve got this.”

I can’t wait to help Anders learn more about my world. I want to see him open up and bloom like a flower under the sunlight.

Who knows? Maybe he’ll decide my time isn’t as bad as he thought.

Maybe… he’ll stay. I sure hope so.

Because it’s getting harder to imagine being alone again.