Page 79 of Feral

Her inner muscles clamped down on him and she jerked against his hold on her neck. Zach kept her down, gritting his teeth through the initial full-body shudders of bliss.

And then,finally,he fucked her.

His mate screamed as he pounded his cock into her trembling cunt, the squelches and fast slaps of skin against skin constantly vying for dominance over her high-pitched yelps and squeals. Everything was wet, tight heat and pleasure so intense he couldn’t stand it, but nothing in this world was powerful enough to make him stop fucking her. It was agony and it was ecstasy, and when her pussy erupted in a series of hard, fluttering contractions around his cock, Zach thought he was going to black out from the pressure.

His vision tunneled and he roared and kept pounding her cunt until his cock swelled hard and fast, stretching her opening wide.

White-hot relief blazed through his pain as he pushed his knot through her pelvis, locking it in place. The first spurt of his seed shot deep inside of her, the tip of his cock nestled right up against her cervix.

He collapsed on top of her, groaning incoherently as he bathed her womb in semen, ecstasy shuddering through him in rhythmic cramps. Underneath him, his mate whimpered and panted, rocking with him while she rode her orgasm out on his dick.

They lay like that for a few long, blissful moments before Lillian grew restless again.

Zach was used to her accepting multiple matings, but rarely did she ask for more after her first knotting. This time, however, she began twisting underneath him within minutes, hips jumping impatiently. When her pelvic bone caught on his still-swollen knot, she growled at him, her temper rising as her heat reignited.

He ground her G-spot with his knot, riding it hard despite her yelps of pain when his thick knot pulled too far. When his knot finally deflated enough for him to thrust, he fucked her again, longer this time, giving her exactly what her body craved.

Again and again he rutted his howling mate. The only respite she got was when he brought her water so she wouldn’t dehydrate. Even then she fought him, wanting his cock and dominance more than she wanted to slake her thirst.

But his job wasn’t to give her what she wanted. It was to ensure she got exactly what she needed.

Through the four days it took before her heat broke, she drank as much water as he demanded, even slept a few hours on the second day when he coaxed her to rest with his cock still buried deep inside her. And every single time he knotted her, she was on all fours, ass up and face down—submitting to her alpha exactly like she was meant to.

He feltit in every cell of her being when his mate, sometime after noon on day four, slid down flat on the mattress underneath him with an exhausted groan. Her heat was finally sated—and so was her temper. There was no more fight left in her body, no more fire burning in their bond.

Complete and utter calm hummed through him from her scent, from their bond, from the feeling of her soft curves underneath him, and from the relaxed grip of her pussy around his aching cock.

His every muscle hurt from the prolonged mating, but it was a pleasurable ache. Pride at having cared for his mate so thoroughly swelled in his chest, and he nuzzled at her nape where his claim was branded into her skin for eternity.

She made a soft little noise in response, and he gave her nape a few licks before turning them both over to their sides.

“I love you, Zach,” she whispered, and though he couldn’t see her face, he heard the deep emotion in her voice. “More than I ever thought I could love someone.”

She’d told him before—often when they would lay like this, his knot still hard inside her.

“I love… you, Lillian,” he murmured, pulling her tighter to his body, needing to feel as much of her as possible despite having just spent days with her in bed. “Always.”

They lay quietly, processing the experience of her first true heat in silence.

At first, Zach simply enjoyed the sated lethargy, basking in the physical pleasure and the gentle hum of elation in their bond. But slowly, as his mind wandered, the implications of mating a female through a true heat set in.

An alpha, like any beta, could get a woman with child without a heat, but the chances were so much higher during. He remembered the terror he’d felt at the thought of bringing a child into the world with her while they’d been captives in the lab, knowing the doctors would not hesitate to use an innocent life to twist him into the weapon they craved.

But now… here, they were free. And he wanted… with a yearning he hadn’t known he was capable of... his seed to take root. He wanted his mate to bear their first child, here, in the sanctuary they and their friends had carved out deep in the Canadian woods. It would be safe here. Cherished. Protected.

Always.

Gently, he slid a hand down her body, curving his palm around the lower part of her stomach. He would never forget the cost of this beautiful life he’d been granted. He would never stop being grateful.

Lillian’s hand came to rest on top of his, her soft touch soothing.

“Jerry,” he said, stroking his thumb over the small swell of her abdomen.

“Jerry,” she agreed.

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