Page 46 of Kidnapped from the Paradise Resort

“Please!” she moaned. Tilting her pelvis even more, she spread wider and backed to meet him, trying to get that extra thickness inside her. As she pressed back while he was thrusting forward, she felt it slide halfway inside her, just for a moment. At the same time, it almost seemed like the end of her channel was opening or stretching—making more room for the head of his cock so that the knot at the base could fill her.

Oh God, yes—that’s what I need!she thought desperately.I need his knot in me—all of it! Now!

On the next thrust, she backed even harder to meet him. She felt his extra thick base sliding deeper and deeper into her and suddenly it was in her—all the way inside at last!

J’orn abruptly stopped thrusting and his grip on her hips tightened even more.

“Wait, baby,” he panted. “Gotta…need to pull out of you some. My Bonding Knot slipped in by accident. I need to pull it out before it swells in you!”

“No—I need you in me!” Kara demanded.

“Not this part of me! You don’t understand—if I don’t pull out we could Bond and I know you don’t want that,” he protested.

“I need you in me—allof you!” Kara exclaimed. Rebelliously, she clamped down with her inner muscles, massaging his thick shaft and holding onto his knot, which she could already feel beginning to swell.

“Gods, baby—you don’t want this!” he groaned, but he made no further move to pull out of her.

“Yes, I do!” Kara insisted. She felt dizzy with lust and the sensation of his knot swelling and stretching her inner walls to the absolute limit was making her so hot she couldn’t breathe. Atlastshe felt nearly full enough—at last the deep hunger wasalmostsatiated.

She just had to have one more thing to ease the ache that was tormenting her and she understood instinctively what that was. She had to feel him spurting inside her—needed to feel his cream filling her pussy and bathing the mouth of her womb. It was the only thing that would stop the pain inside her completely—the only thing that could end the emptiness that tormented her.

“Come in me!” she heard herself begging. “Please, J’orn—I need you to! I need you to fill me with your cum!”

“Gods, baby—I shouldn’t but I can’t fucking help it,” he groaned.

But then Kara felt the first hot spurt inside her and moaned in relief—finally, he was giving her what she needed! He was filling her with his cream and?—

The door of the room banged open and a huge shadow filled the doorway.

“What the fuck are you doing to my female!” snarled a deep, angry voice. “How dare you fuck her?”

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J’ORN

Normally when a Beast Kindred’s knot swells inside a woman, it means they’ll be locked together for hours. But even in mid-orgasm, J’orn’s body recognized the imminent threat. He switched from Bonding to Fighting mode automatically and his knot—which had swelled to tie him and the woman he loved together—went down quickly so that he was able to pull out of Kara almost at once.

He stuffed himself back in his trousers and came around to stand in front of her, shielding her from the huge, two-headed Trollox who had lumbered into the room with the receptionist right behind him.

“I’m sorry, Sir—I couldn’t stop him!” she gasped to J’orn.

“Never mind—get out of here,” he growled, not taking his eyes off the Trollox. One head had green, glowing eyes and the other had orange but both sets of eyes were trained on him in obvious fury.

The creature towered over him, its enormous hands balled into fists and its rotten stench filled the room. It was well over ten feet tall, but J’orn stood his ground. He had two weapons left—a set of glass daggers he kept tucked in his boots as a last resort. The metal weapons detector hadn’t picked them up on his way into the brothel. He started to reach for the right one, but the Trollox lunged forward.

“That’s my golden pussy you were fucking!” it growled, both heads speaking as one. “How dare you fuck her? She was promised tome!”

The creature’s words set off the Rage inside him again and this time J’orn let it come—hell, hewelcomedit. It flowed over him like a cloak of darkness and a blood-red curtain dropped over his eyes, staining everything crimson. A possessive fury rose inside him—this fucking Trollox was trying to claimhiswoman! And for that, he was going to fuckingdie!

“Get back from my woman or I’ll fucking kill you,” he snapped, his voice coming out in a low, inhuman growl even deeper than the Trollox’s voices. “I swear to the Goddess, you’re going to die if you lay so much as one fucking finger on her! She’sMINE!”

His last word was a roar that seemed to set the Trollox back on its heels for a moment. But then both sets of eyes narrowed and both mouths turned down in fury.

“I was promised her!” both heads growled, still speaking as one. “She belongs to me! I was promised!”

And he started to reach around J’orn, trying to get to Kara.

J’orn ducked down and reached for his daggers—both of them. With a quick flick of his wrists, he threw them both at once in a move he’d only done during practice but never in real life.

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