Page 66 of Forsaken Desire
The itchy urge to shift won. I yanked my shirt off and tossed it like everyone else. No one watched or paid attention, but Lucian suddenly came at me.
He crowded me until the bark of the tree pushed against my back.
“None see what is mine,” he snarled. His scent enveloped me and he slid his finger into the front of my bra with a swift yank. It snapped from the front, and my breasts spilled out. He tugged the button of my jeans, shoving them down, watching me with intense focus. I was dizzy with lust.
The way his muscles flexed made my stomach clench.
“Run as hard as you want, Princess, but you won’t escape me.” His roughened voice sent tingles south. Slick gathered between my legs.
“Shift,” he ordered, and a shiver coasted down my spine. I didn’t try to fight the command. Fur sprouted, and my body contorted, my vision blurring for a split second, then I was on all fours.
I didn’t waste any more time; I sprinted away.
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My pounding pace spat leaves and dirt up all around me. Then it was just me and the woods. Wind brushed through my fur. I felt so free.
So alive.
I yipped and dug my claws into the ground, careening toward the sound of the rushing river that cut through his property.
Wolf cries and yips broke through the woods in a wild cacophony. Foliage scraped against my fur. Lucian pounced out of the brush, a large, dark beast, with gray fur dispersed across his muzzle, colliding with me. I rolled, and he pinned me face down, the tip of his teeth pressing against the back of my neck.
I whined in submission and shifted back into my human form. My hair grew and fell forward. His wolf was larger than me in my human form. His fur melted away, and his paws turned to hands, where they rested on the ground framing mine.
His hard cock pressed against the cleft of my ass. I lowered to my elbows, presenting myself to my mate. The wet tip shoved against my entrance, and he slammed into me. I cried out, slick dripping down my thighs.
The wet sounds of him withdrawing his cock sent a shiver racing down my spine.
He pressed his nose into my neck, smelling me.
“Delicious vanilla. My mate,” he rumbled, voice guttural. He shoved back inside me, forcing another gush of slick down my legs.
Lucian slammed into me again, and the feeling of his knot popping in and out set off my orgasm.
I screamed, pushing my ass up so the length of his shaft was seated deep inside me. He didn’t stop his frantic pumps, dragging out another release.
Each slap of his flesh against mine turned me on even more.
While I was trapped in my cell, itchy and craving to shift, I could have been getting fucked by my mate.
My sensitive walls flexed around him. He groaned and pulled out. Warmth jutted across my ass, dripping down the sides of my waist.
He growled and ground his cock against me. His hands disappeared from beside mine, and then his touch slid across my skin, slathering warm cum into my skin.
Lucian grabbed my hips and pulled my ass higher, grinding his length against my pussy. The pressure only made me want him inside.
Like he could hear my thoughts, he slammed inside me, feeding his knot into me with harsh pumps.
“Mine.”
Thwap.
“Mine.”
Thwap.
“Mine.”
