Lust mixed with a primal rage that had coiled too long in my chest. I purred out an animalistic growl, gripping her hips and thrusting so hard the bed creaked beneath us. Her defiance only stoked the flame. She twisted beneath me, trying to hold on, to deny what her body was already giving me. But her cries told me the truth.
She suddenly screamed. Not in surrender, but inneedand wild, desperate pleasure. Her body arched back into mine as she came, shaking apart in my arms, her heat pulsing around my cock miling every drop from me, and I gave it all to her.
I followed her over that edge, my roar thunderous, guttural, shaking the rafters. My knot swelled and locked inside her with a final, brutal thrust, while thick pulses of my cum flooded her womb until she collapsed beneath me.
I leaned over her, still buried to the hilt, my knot throbbing with each slow spasm. My mouth hovered at her ear.
“We should fight more often,” I rasped.
She turned her head, her cheek pressing against the sheets. Her glare was weak but defiant, her eyes glassy with tears, and lust, and something else she didn’t want to name.
“You’re horrible,” she muttered.
“I know.”
I kissed her shoulder, reverently this time. And then, because I wasn’t done, I gripped her hips again and drove into her, the knot grinding deeper as her body jolted.
“Rael,” she gasped.
“You still hate me?” I whispered against her spine.
“I don’t know what I feel,” she said, her voice cracked and raw.
Good. Neither did I.
I reached between us, brushing my fingers over her swollen, sensitive clit. She twitched and whimpered, but I kept touchingher. Teasing and stroking her body just enough to build the pleasure up again.
“You’re going to cum for me again,” I growled.
“I can’t.”
“You will.” I demanded.
With a cry that was half sob, half released, she clenched down around my knot, her body shaking in my arms. I held her through it, pressing soft kisses to her back, her neck, her temple.
Her breath slowed. Her fingers relaxed in the ruined sheets. I stayed inside her, still hard, and locked in. The fire crackled behind us while thunder stuck outdoors, matching the storm we had created.
She turned her face toward me again, her cheeks were flushed, her lips pink and parted. “I don’t want to fight anymore.”
“Then don’t challenge your monster,” I said, brushing a thumb across her lips.
She smiled faintly. “You like the challenge.”
I nodded once. “I do.”
“What will happen to us now, Rael?”
I adjusted us on the bed, her whimper lingering as I shifted her on her side, my knot causing slight pain. Her pussy gripped it tight not letting it out and I smiled.
“Well, for now wait to see what happens, Red. We’re safe in the High Hollow from that darkness that is hunting us. I am a High Fang, well respected…”
“I meant, what happens to us?”
“We are one now, Red. We fight together and we die together. That is our punishment for agreeing to stay.”
“Did I destroy our lives?”
I sighed. “As long as I have you by my side, my life is complete, my pet.”