Page 13 of Marigold Run

“I want your cock,” I say, forcing my legs to fall open on either side of his hips.

“Whatever you want,” Izan says softly, then he dips his head, sucking on each one of my breasts. He caresses my sides and stomach as he plucks at my nipples. Each touch sends a fresh jolt of electricity through me. Slick pours from my body as the coil in my belly grows right in time with the dread.

This happens every time I’m taken against my will.

My mind screams “no,” while my cunt eagerly prepares itself to be defiled.

It’s very confusing.

“Are you okay?” Izan whispers in my ear. “Do you want me to stop?”

Squeezing my eyes tight, I wrap my arms around his shoulders, and firmly say, “Don’t stop.”

I want this over with.

Slowly, Izan presses the tip of his dick to my entrance. Then he inches his way inside me. The pressure of his cock stretchingme wide is immense. It forces the tension in my gut to fall away as my palms begin to sweat. It’s a wild contradiction of fear and relief, mixing together. Forcing my body to accept this, I rest against the soft bedspread as Izan begins to fuck me. A fluttering sensation begins to grow deep in my belly, but I ignore it.

In the past, alphas have made me come against my will, and I’ve found it easier to let it happen. My body does what it wants, when it wants, but that doesn’t mean I have to pay attention to it.

Turning my head to one side, I stare at the opposite wall, waiting for him to be done.

In Bed

Izan

The look on Mari’s face guts me.

Her expression is blank, and her eyes are unfocused. It’s almost as if she’s left her body.

This has to be a response from something traumatic she suffered in her past. It’s obvious she was attacked at one point. I felt the deep scars between her thighs when I cleaned her in the shower. I didn’t linger on them, not wanting to upset her. But now, I wish I had refused to rut her tonight. She clearly needs more time.

Why didn’t Havenfield warn me?The angry thought cuts through me.

There’s no helping it now, but at the very least, I can be gentle with her and make this quick.

“It’s okay, omega,” I whisper, placing gentle kisses on Mari’s lips and cheeks. “You’re doing so well. You feel so good.” I slowly pump my cock in and out of her, the puddle of slick growingbeneath her. “You are so perfect.” I moan when her pussy tightens around my shaft.

I can’t tell if she’s on the verge of coming or not. Her expression hasn’t changed. She’s still completely blank.

Hoping I can make her feel good, I grip her hips, angling them up. Then I thrust, hitting that bundle of nerves deep inside her. Mari’s breath catches and her eyes close. I do it again and again, trying like hell to pull even an ounce of pleasure from her small body. She jerks like a rag doll beneath me, her fists curling tight, and her legs squeeze my hips. All at once, her cheeks flush bright red and her pussy spasms hard. The omega’s face scrunches and her chin quivers. For a second I’m worried she’s going to cry. But then, as swiftly as her orgasm hit her, it fades away.

Slowly, Mari opens her eyes. Her pupils are fully dilated as they stare unfocused at my face. She looks lost in a trance, unable to really see me.

I have no idea what to say.

This isn’t the passionate evening I expected.

I’ve heard the stories of omegas that fight their first mating tooth and nail. Alphas resort to taking them by force to ease the wild creature’s mind. I’ve also heard of romantic pairings, where an alpha and omega are so well matched it’s as if fate brought them together. But I didn’t expect to be claiming a vacant doll, completely disconnected from her body.

“It’s okay,” I say, pulling my cock from Mari’s hot pussy. I’m still rock-hard, my balls aching with the need to come. But I ignore my discomfort, focusing entirely on the fragile omega in my arms.

Rolling onto my back, I pull Mari’s limp body to me, draping her across my chest. Deep lines settle between her brows and her words slur as she raises her head. “What happened?” She squints at my face as if confused. “Why aren’t you?—”

I quickly shush her, cupping the side of her face, and forcing her to lie back down. “You’re safe with me, omega.” I begin to purr. “Sleep,” I command her softly.

Mari’s eyes flutter, then close. Too exhausted to fight it any longer.

Her breath evens out, and her body goes slack.

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