Page 22 of The Alpha's Bullied Pregnant Mate

There was nothing gentle about what followed. He had a hunger, and his only concern was the satisfaction of that feral hunger. Isla matched him for pace and for stamina. She grit her teeth and took every single thing he threw at her.

Every thrust was buried deep inside her to the hilt, and her eyes watered with each one. Their bodies were slick and sticky with sweat and other fluids, Fannar drooling all over her in his half human, half wolf form.

His back was covered in bruises and cuts as Isla punctured his skin repeatedly and without mercy. It drove him mad and filled him with pleasure. He didn’t want this to end.

Isla orgasmed before he did, her walls squeezing tight around his member with a vice grip. He blinked back tears then, gasping with pain at the pressure. She’s going to kill me. She’s going to drain me of my life force like a spider, and leave me for dead when she’s done with me.

The thought was the most erotic thing he could have imagined and he released with a moan inside her. He held her tight and thrust deeper, his pulsating cock pressing against her throbbing walls.

He collapsed beside her, breathing deeply through his mouth. His heart beat was irregular and he felt as if he had just hiked up the face of the mountain. He could feel his longing abating, receding deep inside him. Not gone, simply satisfied.

Neither of them uttered a word. There was nothing to say. He wasn’t sure they could find the right words even if they tried. What was the point of explaining something beautiful? The warmth and juiciness of her insides made him shiver with excitement.

Eventually, he rolled off her and settled on the floor beside her. They lay in silence, staring at the ceiling and breathing like Olympic sprinters. Suddenly, Isla laughed. “Wow. That was… unprecedented.”

Fannar chuckled and shut his eyes. “I take it you’re not trying to kick me out anymore?”

Isla laughed. “You wish.” She straddled him “Now, where were we?” Slowly, she guided him inside her and he sighed with relief at the mind-numbing sensation.

Chapter 9 - Isla

Isla knew something was strange before she opened her eyes. Terribly wrong. Dim light poured in through the window, illuminating Fannar’s pale face.

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him. It was the most unlikely thing in the world, Fannar waking up in her bed beside her. She squeezed her eyes shut as memory after memory flitted through her mind.

Isla was both fascinated and embarrassed by the things they’d done. She’d refused to think about it, or even process everything that had been going on the night before. She had a need, an insatiable need, and her only impulse was in quieting that hunger.

A part of her had screamed and protested, asking her if she was sure of what she was doing. She turned that part of her off, and gave in completely to her desire. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever experienced and Fannar had left her thoroughly satisfied.

Her desire had been so strong, she’d felt intoxicated. The more she tried to satisfy herself, the more she wanted, until they both passed out with only a few hours left before daybreak.

Waking up now, naked in bed beside Fannar, guilt and regret slammed into her, rocking her. This was a mistake. She couldn’t forget who Fannar was and all that he had done to her in the past. She’d gone from telling him she never wanted to see him again, to waking up next to him in bed.

She had no explanation for her actions, only that that weird longing that had been plaguing her for days was finally gone. Whatever it was that was plaguing her, obviously plagued Fannar as well, and just like her, it seemed like her presence gave him some relief.

She had no idea what that meant but it was weird. It was too weird and she hated things she did not understand. She had enough time to unravel that mystery. She had bigger problems now, though. She needed to get Fannar out of her bed, out of her house, and out of her life.

He snored softly in his sleep, completely oblivious to the fact that Isla was losing her mind. There was a storm of emotions raging through her and she struggled to make sense of anything.

She had never before felt the way she had felt with Fannar the previous night. Raw, unbridled, mindless need. A desire so strong, it overrode everything else inside her. All her hesitations, all her boundaries, nothing could deny her from satisfying that need.

Sure, Fannar had matched her every step of the way, but she’d definitely started things. They went at it for hours, both completely insatiable, pushing each other for more than either had to give. It was intense and insane, and she absolutely loved every moment of it.

She took in his naked, prone form. He was beautiful, his body a living work of art. She felt moisture between her legs as another wave of memories hit her, and she turned away from him. I need to get him out of here, or leave, before I go crazy.

Her turning must have roused him. Fannar draped an arm around her hip and pulled Isla into him. He was rock hard and the feel of his hardness on her bare thighs drenched her in images.

She squeezed her eyes tight and gasped at a sharp memory of him thrusting inside her, his sweaty body gluing to hers as he rotated his hip before each thrust. The longing to have him again returned and she couldn’t stand it anymore.

Isla, holding her breath, lifted Fannar’s massive arm. She scooted out from under him and was about to get out of the bed when he stirred behind her, the rhythm of his snores falling apart.

“Hey,” he said, yawning. “Going somewhere?”

Isla refused to turn and look at him. She knew exactly what she was going to see, and she didn’t think she could handle the sight. She could feel her heart racing in her chest and her wolf stirring restlessly. How did I get myself into this mess?

“Come back to bed, Isla. The sun’s not even out yet.” Fannar reached out and laid a hand gently on Isla’s thigh. Isla jumped away from the touch—almost as if Fannar’s hand was made of hot coals. He watched her in shock, cocking his head to the side.

“You need to leave…”

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