Page 62 of Venom Island

When she begins to whimper, I slide a little bit forward and growl when her pussy lips kiss the top of my knot.

“Tesoro. Tell me to move. Tell me to fucking move.”

She grips my shoulders even tighter as she wraps her legs around my hips. “Take me, Alpha,” she says, her voice clear, her eyes even clearer.

Because my Caja is still here.

She’s not fully gone to her heat.

Not yet.

But she will be the moment my knot embeds inside her.

Keeping my thumb on her clit, I use my opposite hand to grab her hip. Then I angle her where I want her. “This is going to be hard and fast, tesoro. But I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

I don’t give her a chance to respond before forcing the rest of my length into her sweet little cunt.

She arches and moans, her thighs tensing around me.

Then she screams as I begin to really move.

Pounding her into the mattress.

Claiming her with my body and ensuring she knows exactly who is fucking her.

My name leaves her pretty lips, then I silence her with my tongue and dominate her mouth.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

Every inch of me is staking ownership over every inch of her, just as her soul is possessing my spirit, mind, and heart.

I belong to her.

And now she’s going to belong to me.

Every scream. Every orgasmic shudder. Every moan.

I want it all.

I want her.

And I show her that with my hips, my cock, my tongue.

She’s panting, crying, growling, andclawing.

I’m going to be a bloody fucking mess, and I don’t care. Because I’ll be her mess and she’ll be mine.

My balls tighten, my knot threatening to burst.

It feels so damn good.Sofucking right.

No one has ever made me this lightheaded with lust, this infatuated with a single look.

Caja is a goddess. My goddess. And I’m going to worship at her altar for the rest of my fucking existence.

I bury my face in her neck and clamp down around her pulse, marking heragain. Biting heragain. Ensuring she knows—thateveryonefucking knows—she’s mine.

This female.