Page 29 of His Mate

But you don’t have a choice…

My mind went blank, everything fading away, and I could only dimly hear the sound of Rowan’s voice, his cock swelling andthrobbing inside me, his grip on me tightening as he fucked me harder, deeper, faster.

My mouth opened, but no sound came out. My body shook, my legs quivering, and then a wave of heat rushed through me, sending a shudder running down my spine.

In that moment, I broke for him. I shattered into a million pieces.

With one final thrust, he roared along with me, and I felt the warmth of his seed fill me, painting the inside of my walls. His cock throbbed and pulsed, and I clung to the sawhorse, my own climax rushing through me, ecstasy ripping through me like a fire blazing through dry tinder.

We stayed there, panting, our bodies locked together as the waves of pleasure gradually began to ebb. He pulled out slowly, dragging his cock along my inner walls and I gasped, feeling empty without him inside me.

Then he reached for me, swirling his finger through my arousal and his seed. Gradually, he brought his finger backwards and I stiffened as the tip of it traveled up the cleft of my ass until it settled on the tiny hole in between my cheeks.

Without warning, he pushed his finger inside of my asshole and I cried out, the foreign painful feeling almost more than I could bear. The stretch burned a little bit, and my thighs shook as a wave of arousal rushed straight to my core.

Then he leaned in, his mouth next to my ear, his voice low and rasping.

“I’ll enjoy this tight little hole another time, but for now, we have to go,” he murmured, and a shiver raced through me.

The way he said left no room for doubt that he’d fuck my asshole soon, whether I was willing or not.

The worst part was the way my pussy clenched just thinking about that.

And then his finger wasn’t inside my bottom anymore, yet my core was still squeezing tight imagining it was.

He released the restraints and pulled me upright, his arm wrapping around my waist, steadying me. I swayed on my feet, my knees weak and shaky, but he held me close, his scent surrounding me, his body a solid, reassuring presence.

It almost felt like it was meant to be.

CHAPTER 10

Rowan

I held her tight against me.

She felt fragile in my arms, like the whole world might shatter if I let her go. Her fingers clutched at my ribcage, nails digging into my skin, leaving tiny half-moon marks that burned my flesh. But I didn’t mind. I welcomed the pain, welcomed the proof that she was real, that she was here, in my arms, and not just some fevered hallucination born out of my desperation.

Mymate.

Kendra was perfect. Long, dark brown waves of hair fell past her shoulders, tangled and wild from her fucking, cascading down her back like a waterfall. I buried my face in it, inhaling the faint scent of something sweet, something that reminded me of rain and earth, and something I couldn’t quite name but knew I’d never forget.

When I pulled back, her eyes met mine—vivid green, like the first leaves of spring, wide with fear, but shining with astrength that took my breath away. Her gaze pierced through me, stripping away everything I thought I was, leaving me raw, exposed.

And I loved it.

I loved how her eyes seemed to look past the monster that lived inside me, past the blood and the scars, and see something worth saving.

She trembled slightly, and I tightened my grip around her waist, holding her close, wanting to shield her from everything that lay beyond this moment. Her body was slim, delicate, but I could feel the muscles coiled beneath her skin, the way she held herself like a warrior who’d seen more than her fair share of battles. She didn’t feel weak. She felt alive, and it made something in my chest tighten painfully, made something in me start to thaw.

“You’re okay,” I whispered, pressing my lips to her temple, feeling the warmth of her skin against my mouth. “I’ll keep you safe.”

She nodded against me, her breath coming out in short, ragged gasps, but she didn’t speak. I could feel her heartbeat, rapid and unsteady, fluttering like a trapped bird against my chest. And for a moment, it was enough just to hold her, to feel her heartbeat match mine, to know that she was here, in my arms, and I wasn’t alone anymore.

Then, from outside the door, there was a sudden crash—a loud, jarring sound that cut through the silence like a blade. Kendra tensed, her fingers digging into my ribs even deeper, her eyes going wide with fear. I cursed under my breath, instincts flaring to life, and I pulled her tighter against me, shielding her with my body.

“We have to go,” I said, my voice low, urgent. “Now.”

She looked up at me, confusion flickering across her face, but she didn’t argue. She just nodded, trusting me, and something in that simple gesture made my heart ache. I didn’t deserve her trust. I wasn’t even sure I deserved to hold her, but right now, none of that mattered.

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