Page 28 of Claiming Xan
Grabbing my wrist in one hand, he flipped us so that my back was flat against the door, my hand pinned to the wood beside my head. He did the same with the other one.
And then he kissed me, hard. Hard enough that I quivered and nearly turned into a puddle right there beneath him. His tongue thrust between my lips with a ferocity that was unmatched and I mewled into his mouth, gasping at the way he fucked into my mouth with wild abandon.
I dissolved into whimpers, my head thunking back against the door as River molested me in all the best of ways. When we finally came up for air, I gasped in breath after breath, robbed of it.
“Damn,” River uttered. “You smell so fucking good.”
“Need it,” I panted back, pulling free of his restraints only to grab his shirt and yank it unceremoniously over his head. Itfluttered to the floor and I sank to my knees before my Alpha. I could already smell him, heady and musky, through his jeans.
I popped the button and worked the zipper, then pulled his pants down around his thighs to free his already-hard cock. Burying my face in his groin, I breathed him in with a low moan. Fuck yes…Alpha.
I wasted no time; I went to town, wrapping my lips around his thick cock, sucking and licking him until he was impossibly hard and leaking onto my tongue.
River grabbed my hair and jerked his hips, thrusting himself deeper into my mouth. I coughed as his cockhead hit the back of my throat, but quickly relaxed and swallowed around him.
But that didn’t seem to be what the Alpha wanted, because he picked me up and all but tossed me onto the bed. He tore off the rest of his clothes and pounced on me.
We kissed and touched and groped and grinded, our bodies heated as our skin slid together. It was everything, yet it wasn’t enough. I needed more.
I rolled onto my hands and knees and thrust my ass out at him. River cracked me across the cheek, making me yelp. “More!”
He grabbed two handfuls of my ass cheeks and spread them, then gave a hoarse chuckle when he found me already prepped, plugged and stretched for him. “God, you reallyarea slut, aren’t you?”
“Just fuck me,” I cried, arching my back and offering him my ass. “I need it, River,please. I’m burning up!”
I buried my face in the pillows and whimpered as River toyed with the plug, rocking it from side to side, sending little shockwaves of pleasure through me. My hips jerked, so he slapped me again.
“Patience.” Then, blissfully, he slowly removed the plug. I felt it stretch as it slid from my channel, along with the gush of slick that flooded out along with it, dripping down my balls.
“So fucking hot,” River murmured as he easily slipped two fingers inside of me. Panting for more, I rocked back against them, but it didn’t last long before he retreated once more.
Everything inside of me stilled as I felt something much bigger nudge up and down my crack. “Sure you can take this?” he asked, slapping his cockhead against my hole.
I nodded like I was a bobblehead doll. “Please! Fuck me, River, I need—AH!” Without warning, River slammed into me with one solid thrust that had me toppling forwards onto the mattress.
Pain and pleasure dotted my vision as it blurred and went hazy, but he didn’t stop; he pulled out and fucked right back into me again, and again, and again, until I was writhing and panting and pleading beneath him.
I grasped at the sheets for dear life as River fucked me, hard and fast and rough, his claws digging into my sides. It was so much, so raw and overwhelming and feral that I went careening over the edge with a scream, my cock pulsing ribbons of cum over the bed, completely untouched.
River snarled and thrust in in short, jerky bursts as his knot swelled tighter and tighter, tying us together before he came as well. Heat pooled inside of me as he howled his release, before a sharp pain at my neck gave way to another mind-blowing orgasm.
I collapsed into the sheets, shaking all over, dazed with River’s fangs buried into my flesh. River growled low, the sound reverberating in my ear, and I shivered at the word that was birthed by that sound: “Mine.”
Oh god. Mom was going to kill us both.
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RIVER
I knewI shouldn’t have bitten him, but fuck if I couldn’t help myself. This small, effeminate little Omega in my arms, begging for me, not afraid of me or what I might do to him… It was such a turn on that my wolf was rioting, snarling and thrashing in my mind, and I sank my teeth in to claim Xan before I could think twice.
Mine.
Maybe, subconsciously, it was payback to the Alpha for separating me and Sky, for treating us like we had the plague. To claim her youngest son as mine, so that she was stuck with me forever. Or maybe… Maybe I just craved the way Xan looked at me, bright-eyed and fearless.
We spent three days in the hotel, fucking like our lives depended on it. So wrapped up in each other, I didn’t know where I ended and he began. We barely stopped to eat or use the bathroom. And the bedsheets? Fuck, they were saturated in the smells of our mating, but neither of us were with it enough to give much of a damn.
Xan was so perfect—perfect for me—and everything the Omega did only charmed me a little more every day. Here, I wasfree to be myself, not needing to hide away my emotions from Gracie or anyone else who might be watching from the shadows. I didn’t want it to end.
