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He glowed.

It was only a slight glow, but she had never seen anything like it before.

Raising her hand to his chest, she stroked him gently, amazed, wanting the glow on top of her. But he still hovered above her, watching her with a hunger in his eyes that made her slick flow freely and her stomach swirl with desire.

She slowly reached toward his cock, hoping it would stir him. He grabbed her hand, saying something she didn't recognize.

But there was no need for words.

The Alpha lowered down and pressed his mouth to hers, hard and complete, locking their mouths together, as he pushed his tongue in to caress hers. She groaned at the taste of him, his breath in her mouth, his body pressing her into the bed, as his arms tucked underneath her, holding her tight as he grunted into her mouth.

By the time he pulled away, her thighs were sticky and her body practically hummed with delight. She was sure she couldn't feel any better than the pleasure coursing through her body in that moment.

The shinno took off the rest of his clothes and pulled her toward him, opening her legs wide.

Whatever he saw between them, he growled at the sight, causing a primal shudder to rip through her body. He stroked the most sensitive part of her and then brought his fingers to his lips and sucked, groaning as though he was in utter agony. He dropped between her legs, licking and sucking her with such urgency, she gasped in surprise. As his tongue worked her nub, the scent of him was still strong, and she wanted it. She wanted whatever he could give her. All thought of embarrassment did not exist as she humped his face and twisted her hips, watching him with his eyes closed as though he was in the most blissful state anyone could find. This time, her orgasm rose so intensely, it was as though all the others were only half-hearted. It tore through her until she screamed, claiming every inch of her, and before she even came down, the shinno was above her, his thickness pressing into her wet core.

As he held it there, he pushed her legs back until her hips tilted off the bed, and inched forward over her, fixing her heels on his shoulders so she was completely vulnerable and open.

She tensed as he pressed into her. It felt as though she was being split open, even though she was dripping wet. The prickling pressure had her hissing and arching her back, but the shinno did not stop. His cock dug into her deeper and deeper until it completely filled her. She panted at the feeling of being so full, it was almost as though he reached her stomach, and it was an unpleasant, tight feeling that stung her on the inside.

She gripped his arm, suddenly unsure if she wanted him to keep it inside her, even though every instinct told her she did. But when she looked up at him, his eyes told her, without any doubt, he was taking what he wanted. She wouldn’t be able to stop him even if she tried, and the thought of that, the thought of him being so wild and out of control, made her clench around him, causing her to suck in a breath at the biting pain.

Then he started moving. He slid his cock out and then thrust back in, causing her to cry out as a mixture of pleasure and pain coiled inside her. Then he did it again, and again—sliding out slightly and then thrusting back in, each time jolting her the way he did the first time his cock was inside her, but this time the feeling was so different. With her legs spread and her hips tilted, it felt so nasty and delicious; this enormous cock invading the deep muscles within, forcing her to take him, then withdrawing, and then forcing her open again. The depth he reached and the stretch he caused made her breathless—nothing had ever felt so good—and the potent scent of them both drifted around them, cocooning her and making her heady with need, desire, and pleasure.

She moaned as he increased his speed, the friction raw and brutal. He took her right foot and began to suck her toes as he increased his rhythm, the succulent sounds of her slick easing his rough claiming filled the room.

Shaya was in utter ecstasy. With every thrust, every pump, she gasped, shocked at how incredible it felt, at the feel of his cock deep within her, hungry and savage, invading her and causing a sensual, carnal madness that took her body hostage, lifting her to a blinding extreme she never thought possible. Now she knew why they called it fucking—it was the only word that applied to this feral fierceness, this violence, this rawness. When his hand grasped her breast, his thumbs rubbing on the nipple, she couldn't help but scream as her orgasm, rampant and glorious, seared through every part of her.

As the strength of her orgasm faded, he pushed both of her legs to one side, and fucked her roughly as he grunted, squeezing and pinching her ass as his hips brutally battered her. The sloshing wetness of her pussy was all she could hear under his gritty exhales, and each blunt slam reignited the fading sparks of her orgasm.

Then he came, slamming hard and erratically until the last one stretched her wide, locking them together.

She blinked at him lazily as he stared down at her, his eyes still fierce. He was still glowing that strange but beautiful gold, and she clenched down on him, hoping his seed would not escape.

Kardos groaned at the feel of her, and lifted her leg back over to the other side of him so he could lower his body onto her.

His massive weight pressed her into the bed, but she welcomed the feeling, secure and content, with him on top of her and inside her in a way that felt right.

As she snuggled into him, sighing at how perfect this felt, even more so than when he held her in his arms, something niggled at her.

Something wasn’t normal… She couldn’t quite place what it was but didn’t have the energy to think about it in her drowsed and sated state.

When the Alpha began to purr, the deep rumble sending prickles of satisfaction over her skin, she gasped in delight, smiled and hummed, all thought flying out of her head.

An instinct more urgent was telling her that she just needed to be in this position with her Alpha. So she let herself be content.

CHAPTER SEVEN

KARDOS

By the time Shaya's Haze faded, Kardos had taken her in every way he wanted; on her back, against the wall, with her head pressed into the bed and her ass high, on her side, underneath her, and even standing, with her facing away from him, and her arms reaching backward wrapped around his neck.

He knotted her whenever he could; the large bulb at the base of his cock, his knot, felt so incredible enclosed around her tight pussy, locking them together so his seed didn’t escape. But he also had the insatiable need to mark her beautiful skin with his seed, especially around her neck. So he did.

By the end of the night, she was sweaty, slimy with his seed, and exhausted from the strength of her orgasms. Kardos had never been more satisfied with a mating. As usual, she had been perfect in every way and had no doubt made up for her transgressions the night before.

He sighed as the memories of the previous night came back to him. He had behaved badly, even for a tribe leader. He knew that many of his tribe would want an explanation, and he couldn't go too long without giving it to them. All tribes required a certain level of respect between its members, no matter their age, and no matter their role. Each person fulfilled the role that they were most suited for to the best of their ability, and each provided something unique in order for the tribe to thrive. Just because he was a shinno and tribe leader did not give him license to behave in the ways he did last night. He had to take responsibility for that. Otherwise the tribe would descend into something less than what it was, something similar to what the other tribes were. Tribe Nyek did not become the best by condoning and accepting the kind of behavior he exhibited last night.

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