Page 4 of Taming His Mate

Suddenly, the sweet Luka I’m used to disappears and his beast slips forward to take his place.

“Here is how this is going to work,” he says with slow menace. “You are going to eat yourcostoletta alla Milaneseand we are going to talk like civilized adults.”

“Fuck you! You drugged me,” I hiss, “and chained me to a bed.”

Luka’s fingers tighten around my throat, claws pricking at my sensitive skin until my pulsing blood pools behind my eyes and he’s very close to cutting off my oxygen. His handsome features distort as his beast’s growl rumbles past his lips, reminding me that Luka has a deadly other half.Werewolf.The deep sound cuts straight through me and I clench my teeth around a moan that threatens to slip past my lips. My skin tingles, nipples beading, before a dull throb settles deep in my core. I scissor my legs as my pussy floods with desire at seeing him this way. The sweet, easy-going Luka that I’m used to is nowhere to be found and this darker, more dangerous Luka has my heart speeding up and my teeth aching to bite.

“Do you think I want to keep my mate chained in my basement?” he snarls. “You think I’m proud of the fact that I’vehad to keep you drugged in order to keep you from running from me?”

I swallow against his palm and then kick my chin up, “That says a lot about you, doesn’t it?”

“Why do you always have to be such a fucking bitch?” He leans his weight into me, pressing me down into the mattress, holding me there by my throat. “You’ve forced me to watch you whore yourself to every cock in the factions. Is that how you want me, too? Do you need me to force you? To make youmywhore?”

I glare up at him, so I don’t let it slip how much his words hurt. Is that what I’ve really become? A slut for the factions to use.

“It’s only fair the male who belongs to you finally gets a turn between your legs. Yeah?” His hand not pinning me to the bed goes to the front of his pants and works open his zipper with quick efficiency. Pulling the front of his pants apart, Luka takes out his thick cock.

I can’t seem to drag my eyes away from it and my mouth floods with moisture at the sight of the plump tip glistening with pre-cum. Trying not to moan at the way his fingers barely wrap all the way around his thick girth.

My tongue darts out to wet my lips.

“What a good littlekuvra,”agood little whore, “getting wet from the sight of my cock,” he smirks and then lets go of himself to ruck up the dress I’m wearing. He’s not gentle about it either and I’m not surprised when I hear the rip of fabric as he shoves it around my hips. The way the cool air hits me tells me no one bothered to give me so much as a thong to wear. “Now, spread your legs.”

Dragging my eyes away from his bobbing cock, I glare up at him just before snapping my legs shut.

His laugh is harsh, and he lets go of my throat to reach around the back of the bed. A grinding noise rattles the bed just before my arms are pulled up over my head and my legs spread wide, stretching me past the point of comfort.

“Fuck you, Luka,” I spit at him.

“Oh, I intend to,” Luka promises as he pushes his slacks down thick thighs. Next, he unbuttons his expensive dress shirt and shucks that too. “How long before I have your greedy pussy coming on my cock, Isabelle?”

He climbs between my spread legs and reaches under me, lifting my hips and wedging a pillow under them. This new angle arches my back and puts more tension on my arms and legs. The way I’m spread out, completely at his mercy, has my pussy tingling. I scold myself that I should not be excited about being treated this way. I would never let another male treat me this way, so why does it turn me on so much when Luka does it?

Drawing in a deep breath, Luka’s eyes slide shut. Suddenly he falls forward, caging my body with is arms and presses his forehead to mine with a pained groan.

“Why are you doing this, Izzy?” he whispers. Our lips are so close I can feel the warmth of his breath tease them. “Why won’t you accept that I’m your mate? Can’t you see that I’ll do anything to make you happy?”

I don’t know how to answer him, because it doesn’t matter how he would treat me. It doesn’t matter what I want. I’ve never had a say in who my mate will be, and nothing will change that. Not even the desperate way Luka begs me.

“Mmm, my mouth waters to taste you,” he says, breathing deep and running the tip of his nose down mine.

My pussy quivers as his warm scent fills my nose. Forest pine and expensive cologne. “Luka,” I moan, squirming at the promise of how good his mouth would feel between my legs. “I want you.”

Ignoring me, he notches himself between my legs lines himself up to my pussy.

“I’m going to take this first time for me,” he growls, running the head of his cock through my slick folds before teasing my clit and making my hips jump. “I’ve waited too long, I can’t…I can’t be gentle. I hope you’re as wet as you smell.”

Without any other warning, he drives forward. Sheathing himself all the way to the hilt in a single thrust. Filling me up, stretching me in a way no other male ever has. I wasn’t going to let him have my reaction, but I can’t help the gasp that slips past my lips or the way I arch into him. When I turn my head away, he grabs my chin and forces me to look at him.

“Eyes on me,princeza.” His hips pull back, leaving a burning path until just the head of his cock is holding me open. Then he drives back inside. “Gods, that’s it. You feel even better than I imagined.”

Each thrust forces a harsh breath past my lips and with it, low, keening moans.

I hate that my body reacts to him. I hate that when his lips curl up in a cruel smile it makes me even wetter.

“You’re mine,kurva! My greedy little slut.” His hips pull back and thrusts deep. “That’s it, take my cock,” he pants. Pounding into me over and over, he hits that spot deep inside that has my back arching and my mouth falling open. “Better get used to this cock, because it’s the last one you’re ever gonna get.”

My head thrashes against the pillow. Tears spring to my eyes at his degrading words that cut and sting and, in a surprising twist,lights a fire deep inside of me. My body takes over my mind as he drives me closer and closer to an orgasm that promises to be unlike any I’ve had before. I try to reach out. I want to dig my fingers into his wide shoulders and hold him close as he pushes me closer to the edge, but the chains keep my arms stretched over my head.

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