Page 13 of Claimed By the Alpha

“You will take it all, little bird.” His voice sounded different, a mixture of his and Logan’s, but there was also something else. Something darker, something dangerous.

His plays took me further, forcing a cry from my lips when my pleasure peaked. Crashing through me in waves, never faltering when he pushed me. The need in his touch was undeniable, not giving me a second to breathe. Taking my pleasure just how he wanted it.

The sensitivity in my clit became almost painful, making my moans combine with whimpers.

But this was my punishment. And I took it all. Grabbed it with everything I got because it made me feel whole. Loved and worshipped. Broken, shattered and then for him to put back together.

Again, and again.

Something we both craved. What made us perfect for each other. Both needing the pain, another pain than the one that tainted our souls.

He turned me on my side, the flimsy fabric on my wrist tightened in response. I tilted my hip back, grinding against him, searching for more when I had the opportunity, one that was quickly taken away from me when the icy smoke crashed down on me again.

The coldness overpowered my warmth, and I shivered against him. My body and soul at his mercy.

He was harsh, forcing my head to the side and claiming my lips with such need—passion, a primal hunger.

My moans vibrated around our tongues while his hand traveled over my stomach, trailing lower until he dipped between my legs. He only gave me one stroke and then grabbed my leg.

I cried, my lips parting from his when his claws punctured my skin.

“Take it,” he groaned, his cock pressing against my entrance, ready to slam inside.

The pain slowly faded and the heat inside me flared up, pleasure overriding it all. “That’s it, little bird,” he whispered and slid inside me.

My walls squeezed around his cock, pulling him deeper while he held my leg in the air, giving him the room he needed to pick up his pace. His claws embedded in my skin, blood slowly trickled down but there was no pain.

My shoulders ached from my tied position, the coldness from the mist covering my skin made me tremble and his thrust changed to something more. Slamming through my clenched walls, another orgasm ready to destroy me.

“Let it all go, scream for me.”

The pressure inside me built higher, and I cried, screamed when everything came together. All the pain, the pleasure. His touch, his need, his hurt intertwined in one. Storming inside me, forcing me to give everything I got and more.

Bared my soul to him until I had nothing left to show.

I rode through this high, unable to move, taking it all in. Everything he gave. His pounding didn’t falter, claiming me as much as he could until his cock hardened further, and I knew he was on the verge of coming.

“Are you going to make it better?” he asked, nibbling on my ear, and I weakly nodded.

Whimpers escaped me when his claws retreated, his cock leaving me, and he turned me on my back. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, tilted my head and forced his cock inside my mouth.

“Everything, little bird,” he murmured, repeating the same word I had said.

Still unable to move because of my restraints and the icy layer that brushed over me, he pumped inside my mouth, cursing under his breath until he stilled deep inside. I struggle beneath him, tears brimming my gaze and his cum dripping down my throat.

Everything was still blurred when he pulled out, and I gasped for air. The heaviness of my body slowly disappeared.

I blinked away the tears and moaned when Isaac’s lips brushed over my sweaty skin. Moving down until his breath fanned over the marks on my thigh from his claws.

“Stunning,” he whispered against the cuts and healed them one by one with his tongue.

My back arched in ecstasy, sparks exploded, and my core clenched painfully. I tugged on the headboard, unable to break free.

“It’s okay, little bird. I got you.” He healed the last mark, crawled up, tearing my wrists free, and held me against him. The warmth of his body soothed mine while I couldn’t stop trembling.

Exhausted, sated, broken and healed.

I had nothing left to give.

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