Page 27 of Never Submit

She’s whimpering, and I turn her so that her back presses to the tree trunk. My emotions are out of control when it comes to this fucking magnificent beast of a woman. She shifts with desperate need, pressing herself against me, arching her hips.

I push her back harder against the tree and pin her in place.

She grits her teeth and reaches down between us to wrap her hands around my cock, squeezing the shaft. Drawing a moan out of me with the way she works me.

She angles my cock to her core, and I reach under her shirt to squeeze her breast, pinch her nipple until it hardens, massaging her until she cries out. Pleasure and pain and everything I need.

Her little grunts of pleasure are a clear demand, and she arches against me harder.

I rock my length against her cunt. Coating myself in her moisture.

Then I notice something. A new tattoo there on her abdomen, a feminine design of a wolf head. When did that?—

It doesn’t matter. There’s no time to go slow.

I’m going to fuck the mate bond right out of her. Noble will be nothing to her after I’m done with her.

I grin and scrub my chin down the side of her cheek. She presses her full tits against my bare chest, knowing she’s at my mercy, knowing she wants this just as badly as I do.Red tries to sink down on my cock and impale herself, but I keep her in place, just at the opening of her tight entrance.

“Give it to me,” she demands.

I snap at her before I rear back and force her to look at me.

“You demanding, sexy little fucking bitch.”

The moment her eyes meet mine, I shove all the way home and fill her in one punishing motion.

She’s so fucking tight. And she’s screaming.

Half shifted, half feral, screaming and bloody, her pussy milking me.

She’s dripping wet and stretching around me to accommodate my girth. She doesn’t want to wait, not even a beat.

Painted in crimson, she is nothing but my dark fantasy. Her hips roll against me as I drag my cock out of her and thrust up, taking her hard and fast. Fucking her to the point where speech is impossible. Her head falls back, and I wrap my hand around the pale column of her neck to keep her in place while I use her.

I bite down on her collarbone.

Our breaths gust out between us in puffs of white, and the blood on our skin hardens, darkens. Red reaches between us to flick a hand across her clit and starts to rub. Moaning and grunting with each thrust.

“Come all over my dick,” I demand. “Don’t hold back.”

It doesn’t take long before she does, a single circle and then her pussy clamps down on me. Dripping moisture down the length of my shaft.

Her eyes widen as I fuck her faster, her cheeks flushed. Those keening noises in the back of her throat are pure fucking torture. I bury myself in her sweet cunt and slam into her without rest.

I give her credit. She never blinked at the blood, and shedoesn’t turn away from me now, arching further to take me as deep into her body as possible. I lap at the blood on her neck, her chest, her face, licking her until she rakes her nails down my back hard enough to split my skin.

Harder, faster, ready for my own release and uncaring how rough she wants to get. The pain is everything as her nails sink into my flesh. The pain has me snarling at her and digging my hands into her thighs, her neck, pushing her ass against the tree trunk.

Perfection.

What have I ever done to deserve this?

I lose myself in her tight wetness and soon enough my balls tingle and clench. She squeezes me with her pussy one last time, and I can’t fight my needs anymore. My cock swells and release roars through me, and I fill her sweet pussy with my seed until Red whimpers.

The knot at the base of me keeps me stuck inside her, her muscles stretching to accommodate me even more.

“You’re too big,” she whimpers.

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