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There was no reason not to fuck her the way she wanted him to when his unholy monster couldn’t stand the thought of breaking her beyond repair. That piece of alpha they’d forced on him wanted to ease her pain and care for her in the only way he knew how.

Mylo shifted his weight to his elbow and pulled back so he could watch his claws shift back to human nails, her smallwhimper of protest making his canines feel heavy in his mouth. “Don’t worry, kitten, I’ll ease as many of your aches as I can.”

Chapter 21

Vix

The scent of his deadly alpha and citrus, and the rich warmth of the mate bond, was so thick she nearly choked on it, but Vix swallowed it down and tasted Mylo’s lust mixed in with a hint of vulnerability.

She watched as his claws disappeared, shamelessly lifting her hips in a silent plea, but her scorching hot alpha had no plans to rush this despite how hard that fat cock of his flexed when she tried to press him harder against her by digging her claws into his ass.

Why was every part of him so big? His muscles were thick and strong, giving her something to hold on to as she lost her mind to the need she’d been trying to ignore. Winning this…it somehow made all the little hurts he’d tried to give her worth it.

It didn’t matter that he didn’t trust her, or that he hated how she made him feel, not when he was looking at her like he’d eat her right up and leave nothing behind. Mylo held her gaze as he reached down between them, spreading her thighs farther apart to give him some room, kneading her flesh before pressing the heel of his hand to her throbbing clit.

Her sharp cry of pleasure made his eyes light up the whole fucking room. Vix grabbed his shoulders, needing more and yet less. She didn’t know what to tell him, or how to get what?—

Long, thick fingers slid inside her, easing some of that horrible ache and her entire body pulsed around him, clenching down as he stretched her.

“Sweet kitten,” Mylo purred as he watched her try to ride his fingers. “You’re positively gushing.”

Vix snarled at him, losing any ability to speak human words when she neededhim, not his fingers.

Wrapping her hand around his throat made him freeze, his tiger warning her with a low growl she couldn’t be bothered to care about when she needed him inside, destroying her.Make mebleed, Alpha.

That deep growl vibrated down her arm, her back arching when every single one of her bones trembled in harmony. She clenched down around his fingers, pulling him down as she tried to beg, but couldn’t remember how to make her mouth do anything other than feast on him.

He tasted so fucking good she groaned, licking those sharp canines hard enough they pricked her tongue. Vix pressed her bloody tongue to his, resting both hands on his shoulders, kneading the muscles to stop herself from giving him more scars.

“I can’t smell your blood, but I can taste it,” Mylo told her in a voice that was so deep it sounded like it had come from the depths of hell, his fingers slowly stroking inside, fucking her so good it wouldn’t take long to fall apart. “Lightning so cold itburns.”

Vix couldn’t remember a single human word other than his name or what he was.Alpha, please—please, Mylo, pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease. Oh, fuck, Alpha.She wasn’t sure if she was sayingpleasein any language he couldunderstand, but his self-satisfied growl told her he understood well enough.

The heel of his palm ground into her as he added a third finger and it still didn’t quite ease that ache.

More, she tried to say, forgetting what language he spoke – what language she was supposed to use.More, Alpha, pleasemore.

It felt so good her skin was on fire and Vix couldn’t remember anything feeling quite like this. No one had ever made her want to rip her own fucking skin off just so she could ease the ache that he kept soothing—stoking into an inferno.

“Tell me what you want.” An alpha command.

Vix looked into his golden eyes, her vision watery thanks to the desperate tears, her claws digging into his shoulders. It didn’t matter if he’d given her a command that felt like the sharpest raven’s blade, she couldn’t remember how to speak.

“Show me,” Mylo amended, somehow understanding. “I’m trying to be careful, but it’s only making it worse for you.”

She didn’t trust herself not to bite him. Vix needed him to hold her down and fuck her so hard she fell apart.

Her chest was heaving as she reached for the hand filling her, rubbing right against that spot inside that made her fucking insane, but it wasn’t enough. It didn’t fill her—rip her, making ithurtjust right.

To her surprise, Mylo let her remove his hand. The sensation of nothing inside made her sob, but it would be okay. He would fix it. This alpha had promised he would ease her aches.

Vix gently put his fingers in his own mouth and instantly he sucked her slickness from his skin, making her whimper at how fucking erotic he looked above her.

Pulling on the thread of their tentative bond, she tried to show him what she needed as she placed his hand around her throat. If she bit him, his tiger might kill her, and she’d deserveit. There wasn’t much she could do about her claws, but he’d heal from those marks easily enough. She’d just have to be careful about how much pain she was giving him.

“You taste like eternal damnation,” Mylo murmured against her mouth, his tiger making his voice sound like a thousand roaring monsters whispering against her skin. “As if I’d burn in hell for all eternity for daring to taste something meant only for the gods.”

His groan when she wrapped her hand around his cock was too much and Vix was fucking panting when she couldn’t close her hand around it because it was just too fucking big.

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