Page 43 of Ruled By The Alpha

But could that truly be?

He stomped back to where he had been. “What else?” His arms crossed once more, his dark hair curling against his head and neck, rivulets of liquid rolling down his perfect physique.

She was suddenly extremely thirsty.

The need inside her whipped higher, a violent storm of lust she was not sure how much longer she could resist.

“What else?” He demanded with more force. “I have bathed. The gore of my enemies is gone. You will come to me now.”

Would she? The command in his voice was so compelling, her needs so great, she almost did.

She caught herself sinking and shoved her spine against the ceiling.

He let out a frustrated snarl.

“I-I appreciate the bathing, but that is not enough. You cannot just keep me. I am more than just some prize for you to catch and keep.”

He stilled. “That is true. You are mine.”

Her heart fluttered inside her chest, a foreign sensation blooming, one that almost felt like pride.

She fought it. “You have to let me go.”

He slammed a fist into the rocky wall and gnashed his teeth. “You do not want to go. You want to come to me. Do you think I cannot sense your need? See the flush on your skin? Feel your arousal pulsing between us, making the rod between my thighs even harder? I know what you feel because I feel it too. You are mine and I am yours and you are not going anywhere.”

The fervency of his claim shocked her. He was hers too? She had not realized he would assign her the same claim of ownership. Or feel so strongly about it.

Probably because she had assumed he had no real feelings at all. No connection to anyone. Just a drive to kill. But she’d been wrong, ignoring all the signs and letting her old assumptions and fears drive her.

He did feel.

And she had changed. Could that mean he could change as well?

“I am afraid. You are a killer.”

“Yes.” He didn’t even blink. “But I am your killer now.”

“You destroyed my village. Murdered my kind.”

“I arrived here on this planet only three rotations passed. It was not me who killed your kind or destroyed your village.”

“But you would have. You intend to.”

He frowned. “Before I caught you, yes. I would have. The hunger inside me for blood and pain was a constant ache. Now, I ache for you. Hunger to be inside you. To rut and breed you.”

Her heart beat faster. Even from her great height, his shaft appeared huge. “You’re too big. You’ll never fit. You might not want to tear me apart any more but you will anyhow.”

He scowled. “It will work. I never fail.”

Such arrogance. So why did his words both excited and enrage her? The image of his spreading her wide, working himself deep inside her, molding her to take him, made her nipples bead and the area between her thighs pulse. She pressed her legs together. “I am not prepared.”

“I will train your tight holes to take me—while you train me.”

She stilled. “Excuse me?”

He offered a wolfish grin. “You will learn to take my cock and my knot and like it. I will learn how to please you. You will show me what you like beside my scent, water on my body, the look of my cock, and my tongue in your slick holes. There is already a long list of what I do that pleases and pleasures you, but you will add to the list and I will accept your… suggestions. Just as you will my commands.“

She was more intrigued than she dared to admit.

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