Page 6 of The Breeding Cave

CHAPTER SIX

LUCIANO

Yeosin’s pumpkin scent drifted through my nose before I even heard the car door open. I leaned against a rock toward the back of the cave, so my face was hidden behind the shadows, my canines aching to be inside her and my claws desperate to run up and down her curves.

The sound of her feet against the forest floor echoed through the cave, until she appeared at the entrance, dressed in the same clothes I had found her in the bar with Brent. She hadn’t gone home.

“You’re late.”

She paused. “I was just out with some friends …”

“Friends you give three thousand dollars to?”

Of course, I had followed her from the alley. I’d needed to make sure she was safe. She’d be carrying my children soon. It was the least I could do.

“It’s none of your business what I do with the money you gave me, especially if you won’t tell me anything about yourself.” She crossed her arms and stared up at me through her dark brows. “I earned that last night, and I had no obligation to come here tonight.”

“But you are here.”

“Because you said you’d hunt me down if I didn’t show up.”

“If you remember”—I moved closer to her and grasped her chin, the light hitting me from behind and my face still covered—“your little pussy was salivating at the thought when I told you in the alleyway. I’m actually surprised you didn’t make me hunt you down.”

The scent of her wet pussy drifted through my nose, and my dick hardened between my legs. I grunted and held myself back from twirling her around, bending her over, and fucking her senseless all night, like I had last night.

She was right. She’d had no obligation to come back—I knew that. But here she was.

“Give me your burned hand,” I ordered.

Her eyes widened underneath the dim light. “H-how do you know about that?”

“Your hand,” I repeated.

When she placed her hand in mine, I brought her burned hand to my mouth and licked her wound. I had meant to do this earlier in the alleyway, but she slipped away too quickly. It wasn’t because I had been too distracted by her scent.

Either way, I didn’t know if it would work, but it was the least I could do. Healing saliva was only supposed to work on packmates and mates. But almost all of my packmates were dead, and I had cursed the Moon Goddess to hell that night so she would never give me a mate.

Especially not with my curse.

When the wound began healing before my eyes, I froze.

“Wh—how is it doing that?” she whispered.

It … can’t be.

“Tell me,” she said. “What’s your name?”

Still mesmerized and in shock, I stared at her hand. This is impossible.

“If you won’t tell me your name, can I at least see your face?” she whispered.

A single flame flickered behind me in a vintage lantern, casting a shadow over my face. I didn’t want her to see me, not like this. Nobody had seen me this way for twenty years—since that night . And I wasn’t about to scare her off now.

It was bad enough she already didn’t like me.

“No.”

“Please,” she pleaded.

“Turn around, lean over the rock over there, and arch your back.” I paused. “ For me .”

“And if I say no?” she hummed, almost amused. She rocked back on her heels, stared up at me through those huge brown eyes, and gave me the smallest of smirks. “What will you do if I take off through the woods?”

My lips curled into a smirk. “You’re welcome to try.”

She sucked in a sharp breath, and I watched her nipples harden underneath her shirt. And then, suddenly, to my surprise, she twirled around, sprinted out of the cave, and ran through the woods.

Tree branches snapped underneath her feet. Her ragged breaths echoed through the darkness. A low growl escaped my mouth, and my beast took over my body. I had been promising all fun and games as my logical human self, but my beast couldn’t tell the difference.

He thought she was running from us. Really running from us.

I was on her heels before she made it a quarter mile into the woods. She squealed and pumped her legs faster, making it a game that she knew she would lose. She never had a chance, and she had known it from the moment she took off.

When I had bought a night with her, I’d never expected she’d like it.

Never mind want to play with me—or my beast.

So, I let her run while I nipped at her ankles every thirty yards, ripping off some of her pant legs. She moved even more quickly, carelessly hitting branches that ripped her thin shirt and tore through it.

The deeper into the woods she ran, the more clothes slipped off her body, either from me or from the tree branches that her clothing got caught on, until her pants tore all the way up her thigh and her top was pulled off.

Another growl escaped my throat, and I pushed faster, her scent becoming stronger. Moans from another Breeding Cave about half a mile to our left drifted through the woods, and Yeosin slowed down, gazing over toward it.

I took the opportunity to catch up to her, scoop her half-naked body into my arms, and throw her over my shoulder. She shrieked and glanced over her shoulder toward me, but I wasn’t going to let her see my face. Not yet.

Even in my beast form, there was a chance she’d recognize me.

After I dragged her ass all the way back to our cave, I pulled her to the back of the cave, where chains hung from the ceiling. I fastened cuffs around her wrists, then some around her ankles to chain her to the spot. She wrapped her hands around the chains to hold herself up and stared at me.

With my claws, I ripped through the straps and the front fasten of her bra. It popped off and fell to the ground as her tits bounced out of it. I drew my claws up her bare abdomen and walked around her, grasping her hips.

She inhaled deeply and arched her back, almost instinctively.

“You’ll learn not to run away from me again,” I growled against the back of her neck, sprawling one hand across her stomach and pulling her ass back toward me with the other, her skirt riding up her thighs. “I’m going to fill this belly up with my cum.”

When I positioned myself at her entrance, she clenched. My balls tightened, and I pushed the head of my cock into her. She stiffened, but I continued to push and push and push until the base of my cock was pressing against her pelvis.

Once I was completely inside her, I dropped my hand to her pussy and pushed two fingers between her lips. When I began rubbing circles around her sensitive clit, she cried out and threw her head back against my shoulder.

I pumped into her slowly at first, but the more I teased myself in her pussy, the more desperate and feral I became. Not wanting, but needing to give her my cum. Like before, my beast took control and slammed into her repeatedly.

I gripped her waist and thrust my cock against her cervix, cum spilling out of my balls.

“Take” —thrust— “my” —thrust— “fucking” —thrust— “cum.”

She threw her head back and screamed, grasping at the chains like her life depended on it. Her pussy exploded all over my cock, clenching and unclenching repeatedly. The first of many orgasms for her tonight.

“Beg for your belly to be round, for my pups to grow inside you.”

“Please,” she cried, thrusting her hips back as if one orgasm wasn’t enough. “Please!”

“Louder.”

“I want to carry your pups!” she screamed so loudly that I’d bet the other couple in the cave a mile north had heard it, which only made me want to fuck her harder. “Give me your pups! Get me pregnant!”

Usually, after I came, it took at least twenty minutes for me to come again. But my dick throbbed inside her, and my balls grew as warm as they usually did before I spilled my load inside her.

“To be bred by a monster is my fucking dream!” she cried, her grip slipping on the chains. “Please, fill my pussy up with all of your cum tonight.” More and more moans escaped her lips. “I need it so badly.”

A ferocious growl left my throat, and I slammed her body down on my dick a second time, spilling deep into her and giving her every chance for my cum to catch. Thoroughly breeding her.