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My hands are steady as I unclip his armor and slide it from his body, running my palms up his chest as the rain pelts the ground, soaking our hair until it sticks to our faces. His breathing gets heavier as I undo his pants, inching my hand lower until it wraps around his cock.

He’s beautiful as he throws his head back, fangs reflecting the faint light glowing from the lanterns. Hips rolling forward into my grip, my name leaves him on a moan. My fingers weave through his hair and guide him down until his lips are against my neck. He latches on, sucking gently as my chin lifts, giving him more room as he scrapes me with his fangs. My cock flexes in response as his hands roam over my back and lower.

A frustrated growl escapes him as he struggles with the button of my pants, finally ripping the leather open with a loud tear. “Holy fuck, that was hot,” I gasp, shrieking as he jumps to his feet and tosses me over his shoulder.

Chapter 29

Ronan

Raw energy thrums in my veins, leftover from the fight. Adrenaline throbs through my muscles, making them burn as I carry Cameron into a random tent. Water sluices off our bodies as the rain drums a relentless rhythm against the canvas, and I swing him off my shoulder and place him onto the cot.

His cock pushes out from the hole in his ripped pants, heavy eyes hooded as he watches me undress him. I slide off his shoes and they land somewhere with a thud before I clutch the leather of his pants. He whimpers as I tear them, shredding the hide with my claws and tossing them aside.

I make quick work of my boots and clothes as I kneel between his legs. My arms hook under his knees, loving the way his breath hitches as I push them forward, spreading him open.

“Do you feel how wet you make me? How fucking desperate I am just to have a single taste of you?” Cock slickwith my arousal, I rock against him, leaving a slippery trail between his cheeks as I cover him in my scent.

My hips pull back as I grip myself, rubbing my leaking dick over the velvety circle of skin that flutters in response to my teasing. “Come on, Ro, please fuck me,” he whimpers as I lube him, and my self-control is held by nothing more than a threadbare strand. Another flex, and his body draws me in as his hole squeezes around the tip of my cock.

I can almost hear the snap of my restraint.

“Please, please, ple—oh!” he shouts as I drive forward, breaching him in a single push as he clenches, instincts fighting the invasion. Hot, tight warmth surrounds me as my head snaps up towards the ceiling.

A few seconds pass as I let him adjust, enjoying the perfect way we fit together.

My hips rock, sinking deeper with every small thrust as his body flexes against the fullness, squeezing around me in pulses as it yields. A heavy surge of my slick lubes him from the inside as he releases a chorus of moans.

“That’s it, you can take it.” Another few inches disappear inside him, his fingers fisting the sheets until his knuckles turn white. The tight grip of his body makes my eyes roll up into my head. “You were made to be mine, mo’sziv, weren’t you? That pretty little hole was meant for taking me. Tell me how much you want it.”

“More, I need more,” he moans, and I withdraw until I’m barely inside him before I give him what he’s asking for. My hips drive forward with a filthy wet sound as he calls out, back arching off the bed. Fiery desperation burns under my skin as my heightened senses detect every flex of his muscles and needy, whining noise he makes.Electric sensations blast through my veins at the slick slide of my cock against his tight walls, driving deeper with each thrust.

His thighs press into his torso as I pitch forward, the cot squeaking in the cadence of my thrusts. Fingers dig into the back of my neck as he pulls my forehead to his, encouraging me further. Our eyes lock, a thousand words passing between us.

“Say it,” I mutter, and we both groan as I sink deeper, my knot straining against his already stretched muscles. Pinned to the bed, his hips jerk as he tries to thrust against me. “Say it,” I growl, flashing my fangs at him.

“Why don’t you make me?” he taunts, threading his fingers through my hair and yanking, and the jolt of pain only makes a smile spread. “Big, tough monster, are you just going to sit back and ask nicely?”

A low, deep chuckle leaves me as I thrust harder, each swing of my hips deliberate. “You need me to make you?” I ask, sliding my knees under his ass and tilting his hips as I sink into his heat again. Cameron bites his lips as I stretch him further, rocking against him as his body opens for me.

He shouts as I pull all the way out, and I watch how he flexes, begging me with his body until I know he wants more. Wants to be full again. Wants to beclaimed.“Fucking perfect,” I mutter as I thrust back inside, obsessed with every twitch of his abs and scrunch of his face. “Even if you are fucking stubborn.”

“You… love it…” he pants as I slow my pace, his cock leaking against his stomach.

“You’re going to tell me what I want to hear before we’re done.”

“Aww, finished so soon? I thought you said you’d make this last all night—” His words are cut off with a grunt as I drive forward. Head digging into the thin mattress, his mouth falls open with broken pants as I work myself deeper, my knot aching with the stretch of his hole.

“When you’re full of me, you’ll say whatever I tell you to, won’t you? Belly swimming with my cum, and you’ll still be desperate for more.” The tendons in his neck stand out taut as he clenches his teeth, gasping for a few breaths, but I don’t relent. Droplets bead on my forehead, rain or sweat, as I grip his hips and thrust forward, forcing him to accept me.

Twice his size, our difference in bulk has never been more noticeable than it is now, as my body blankets his. I pin his thighs against his stomach, scraping my fangs along his neck. “Beg for it,” I growl in his ear as I nip at the lobe.

“Please,” he whimpers, trembling.

“Not good enough.” I pull the skin of his throat between my lips, sucking so hard I leave a mark. “Good boys beg for what they want.”

“Give me all of you… everything. Use me until you’re done with me. Whatever you want to do with me, do it. Take it.”

“Anything I want? That’s a dangerous request to make of a monster.” A slick, wet sound echoes over the rain as I withdraw and thrust into him a few times, and I can tell he’s loose and open.

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