Page 23 of Ruining Red
You won’t, he barks into my mind, his voice full of conviction.Nothing and no one will ever separate us again.
The moment the door opens, I rush to greet him, our lips clashing in ferocious need.It doesn’t matter that he’s coated with blood.My warrior mate is just as beautiful as ever in my sight.
Lifting me in his arms, he walks me outside where snow still covers the ground — white, pristine, untouched save the foot and paw prints from earlier.He lays me down, spreading my hair out around me.Through his bond, I see me, how he sees me.I see the beauty and perfection that gets him hard.
My hair, no longer a blight to cover up, glimmers in the sun like precious jewels.His hands skim my body, and I hear him marvel over the softness of my skin, the fullness of my breasts, and the mouth-watering scent of my arousal.He touches me with such reverence it makes me ache.
But that’s not what I want.I want our coming together to be wild, passionate, froth with that bite of pain.His lips widen into a feral smile as he leans back, allowing me to watch as he morphs into both man and beast.
This time, I’m not delirious with my heat.I’m able to enjoy the look of him as he keeps many features of a man and yet shows a hint of the beast that lurks within.His face, though human, holds that long tongue that makes me flutter inside.
Large ears grace his head, twitching at every sound around us.Solid abs give way to the length of him, hard and ready for me.With a soft moan, I spread my legs, begging him to slide into me, to make me forget, and force me to think only of him.
Silence reigns between us, only filled by soft grunts and loud moans.He invades me, stretching me out until I feel I’m about to burst.His body slides over mine, eased by the blood still coating his skin.
It does something to me, turns me wild somehow.With a howl, I score my nails down his back, reveling in his answering cry.We tussle, our movements frenetic as we fight with each other.He wins every time, pinning me with his massive girth slamming into my body.
Pleasured cries flood the forest, as we roll about, the snow no longer white or pristine.Blood smears across the land, cleansing us as we get even dirtier.Soon, he turns, bringing me on top of him.
My thighs scream as they stretch out on either side, reminding me just how sore I still am.But that bite of pain merely spurs me on.Grabbing my hips, he guides me, teaching me how to ride him.
With wild abandon, I throw my head back, moans dripping from my lips.He touches me, teases me with his rough hands, grabbing my breasts and pinching my nipples hard.My insides clench, drawing a stuttered groan from his lips.
Tensing and releasing, I continue to ride, finding that release I so desperately yearn for.As my hips undulate back and forth, Conrí’s fingers shift, transforming into that of the beast.Paws and claws dig into the soft skin, giving me that sharp pain I so long for.
Though he still remains mostly human, I see and feel the wolf in the forefront.With rough tugs and caresses, he takes over, using me as he sees fit.He slams me down onto his thick cock, the size and length making me burn each time he bottoms out.
As his knot starts to swell, a different thought floods my mind.Though I’m not part wolf, the need to bite him in kind, to tie him to me just as I am to him, beats at me.Even now, I can taste the copper of his blood on my tongue, and it twists my insides.
Leaning forward, I groan as his knot stretches me as far as I can handle.His hot cum burns my insides, setting off an explosive orgasm.I grab some clean snow and use it to wipe down his chest, refusing to let anyone else mar this experience.
He cradles my head to him as he rocks back and forth, his girthy knot driving me to distraction.Nuzzling the area just above his heart, I bite down as hard as I can.Blood fills my mouth as his howl fills my ears.
Between us, the bond hums, an almost auditory buzzing of pleasure.The strands tying us together turn molten, red-hot as we merge even further.The pain of my bite ricochets through me as his mind collides with mine.But he doesn’t mind the pain; it reminds him he’s still part human.
Holding me close, our souls combine, drawing soft, happy whimpers from my throat.I pull away, lapping at his wound as peace floods my heart.This is where I belong.This is what all my suffering has led me to.My soulmate, my other half, my wolf.Never again will I be alone with him by my side.
Epilogue
Teagan
Sun beats down on the lush grasses below, turning them a warm, golden green.With a happy sigh, I run my hand over my stomach, surprised that it’s still flat.Though I’m not showing yet, I’m sure I have a life growing inside of me.
Even Conrí treats me with the utmost gentleness.That is, when he’s not railing me from behind or taking me in some new, unconventional way.Even now, I feel him prowling through my mind, smug satisfaction dripping from every pore as he detects my arousal.
I cannot go even an hour without needing him, wanting him.As much as I want to blame it on my pregnancy, I know it’s not.Since taking my virginity those several months before, I’ve been wanton, insatiable.It’s how I find myself pregnant and so very happy.
Walking up behind me, Conrí wraps his arms around my waist and hugs me close.“I wouldn't have you any other way, my mate,” he growls, nuzzling behind my ear.“Your drive matches my own, making us a perfect pairing indeed.”His cock lengthens as he rubs up against me, giving credence to his words.
“What about dinner?”I keep my voice quiet so as to not alert the others of this intimate moment between us.
“They can wait.”
Turning, I giggle, looking up into stormy eyes that never fail to make my pulse pound.“I would like to make a good impression.”
With a long-suffering sigh, he lets me go and grabs the freshly prepared meat.“Then I have no choice.However, I will keep your thoughts consumed with me and the things I plan to do to you once it’s done.”
He walks away, his long strides taking him to the fires with ease.I stand back, forcing my mind to take a far more innocent turn.Before he can thwart me, a small child, her hair just as light as mine with blue eyes that rival the sky runs up to me, her tiny hands reaching out.
