Page 64 of Feral

I didn’t think before I stretched up toward him like a flower searching for sun, but he met my lips without hesitation, hot and hungry—eager to devour.

I moaned, teasing him with small flicks of my tongue and shivering when he growled in response. His thick, brutal cock pushed against my stomach in obvious demand.

“I made you a promise, once,” I whispered against his increasingly aggressive lips. “That I would always submit to you. And right now… I think I… want to.”

It wasn’t that I hadn’t enjoyed it when he mated me before. That I hadn’t needed him like he did me when he forced me to the floor and rutted me last night. But this time was different.

He was every bit the demanding alpha I’d known since he forced his knot into me and claimed me as his mate, his kisses were rough and his hands on my hips would likely leave bruises before we were done, but he was also… patient.

I realized then what the difference was. He wasn’t afraid. He wasn’t angry. He was just an alpha enjoying his mate.

He would still make me submit—but he allowed my surrender to be on my terms.

My body heated despite the cold water and I leaned in closer against him, reveling in the sensation of his scarred skin against mine. When he pulled back from our kiss, I let my hand slide down his rippling abs and close around his hard length.

Zach jerked and went rigid in response, gaze turning molten. I stroked him gently, up and down, once, and then he yanked me up out of the river and into his arms.

I squealed as he swung me over his shoulder and waded out of the river and onto the shore in three strides. At first I thought he was going to dump me on the hard rocks, but he stalked further up to where rotting vegetation had created a light layer of dirt over the years. I didn’t notice the fallen tree trunk until he swung me off his shoulder and draped me across the round barrel of it, ass pointing up.

I panted, my senses alight with the smells and sounds of the woodland and the rough bark pressing into my breasts, stomach and thighs. But mostly… Mostly, I felthim.

He was right behind me, his presence warming my hamstrings even though he wasn’t touching me. As if aware of what his nearness meant, my sex throbbed, eager for him to take what was his.

When his hands finally connected with my skin, I couldn’t hold back a wanton moan.

Strong fingers dug into my fleshy backside, spreading me open to the cool air.

“Zach…oh!”

His mouth against my upturned pussy startled me, but he didn’t give me a chance to squirm away. This time, he kept hold of my hips as he dug his tongue into my channel, licking up inside of me as if trying to drink me. But the river had washed away most of my natural scent, and he growled irritably and flicked his demanding tongue lower down, spreading my slit until he reached my pearl of nerves.

I shrieked as he sucked it into his mouth in one hard pull, jerking up on instinct when he relieved my sensitive nub of its protective hood. He dug his fingers into my spread cheeks, ensuring I stayed in place while he sucked on my throbbing clit.

I howled into the woods, begging for him to be gentle. He ignored me, only growling low with obvious pleasure as my slick began to flow thick and rich. His teeth scraped over my swollen nub, tongue lapping up my offerings without ever giving my poor clit any respite.

My release came from deep in my pelvis, dragged out by his mouth’s merciless manipulation. Like a slow tidal wave, pleasure rose from the roots of my clit until my entire abdomen crackled with energy, my splayed legs jerking hard in preparation. He sent me over the edge with one final, deep suck, and when I screamed, he jammed two thick fingers deep in my spasming sheath.

“Shit! Oh my God!” I groaned, rocking my pelvis back to meet his digits. They spread me out so deliciously, teasing my orgasm to stretch out to small, rippling echoes that traveled up my spine.

My pussy squeezed his fingers tight as the rich sound of his desire sparked another wave of lust deep in my core. He moved behind me, pulling his fingers free with a wet pop that betrayed my body’s readiness for what would come next.

I didn’t have to wait long.

Zach ranged over me, the broad heat of his cock head pressed up against my opening. My lips were slick and open from my orgasm and split apart easily, allowing him access to my entrance.

I bit my lip when his girth caught in the mouth of my pussy, my body tensing in anticipation of pain even as my sex wept and softened in welcome.

He shoved forward, forcing his cock inside me, and I whimpered as tendrils of agonizing bliss seared up inside my dilated sheath.Fuck,that first penetration always hurt so goddamn much!

Zach groaned as my pussy clamped down around him, trying to stop the invasion even though slick dripped from where we were joined. Another rough shove, and his cock barreled through my last resistance, seating the full length of him all the way inside of me and conquering my spasming core.

“Fuck!”I whimpered, widening my legs as far as I could to open my pelvis to him. Not that he needed it—he’d taken possession of my body now, and we both felt that mind-breaking moment of ecstasy when his head kissed my cervix.

Bent over the tree trunk, my sex was presented to him much the same way as when I’d been strapped to the breeding post, open and vulnerable—his for the taking.

Every vein in his too-thick cock pulsed with the thundering beat of his heart. It hurt to be taken by my alpha, yet nothing would ever complete me like this. He was rough, he was big—and he wasmine.

“Fuck me! Please, Zach! I need you! Take me!”

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