Page 58 of The Lands Defying
“Everything, but I don’t just want it once,” he growls. “I want it again and again.”
I lean over, bending so that my palms are on the cave floor, offering myself to him. I can’t resist the pull to him. I always want him near me, inside me, and for once, I embrace it.
“This needs to be quick, little wolf.”
“Better hurry up—” He thrusts into me in one hard stroke “Gods,” I whimper as he stretches me.
He rumbles low in his throat in approval, and gives me another hard thrust. I moan loudly, gripping the flat surface as he withdraws and slams into me just as hard, again and again.
“Fuck,” he grunts. “Your pussy always squeezes me so well, little wolf. Like it always wants me to stay inside of you, to never let go.” I clench around him, my orgasm building quicker than I expected. “It’s never enough, always not enough.” Water splashes around us as he ups his pace, and all I can do is claw at the ground, me moaning and him groaning as the feel of us coming together like this. “Touch yourself,” he orders, “I want you to drain the cum from my balls and coat your insides for all of the lands to know you are no one’s but mine. Do it, now, Rhea.”
Fuck. I move my hand at his harsh tone, the grip he has on my hips is bruising, fingers pressing into my skin with almost something like desperation.
I move my fingers over my clit, dipping them lower to feel him moving inside of me, loving the way he slides easily in and out of me with how wet I am for him. Only him.
“Harder,” I pant. He grunts as my fingers squeeze around him before coming back to my clit and rubbing in circular motions.
“Gods, damn, this cunt.” He removes my hand and replaces it with his own, moving even faster than before and angling his hips to hit the very spot inside of me that he knows drives me wild.
“Fuck! Darius,” I whine.
“Shh, we don’t want everyone to know that you’re being fucked by the Alpha of the Elites, do you?” he taunts, and I gasp as pleasure runs through me. “Oh, you like them knowing? Even though none of them out there are a threat to you?”
I do. I can’t help it when others know he’s mine too.
“Possessive. Little. Wolf,” he says with each thrust, and I moan, long and loud as his thrusts become erratic, almost animalistic as he ruts into me.
A finger is suddenly between my cheeks, and he eases his finger into my ass, moving in time with his strokes. Pleasure with a bite of pain spreads through my whole body, and I clench around him, my eyes rolling as my orgasm peaks.
He curses, burrowing his head in the crook of my neck before he stills, groaning my name into my skin as he releases inside of me.
We stay there, catching our breaths as he lazily continues to thrust in and out of me, making sure every drop stays within me. He pulls out when he’s done, replacing his cock with his fingers when he shoves them inside of me, feeling our combined release.
He withdraws his fingers, placing them at my lips, coating them before he shoves them in my mouth. I lick around them, swirling my tongue to get every taste of us as he hums his approval, while I hum mine.
Gods, I don’t feel like myself when I get like this, but it’s a need I can’t explain. He’s mine, and I want to taste us, scent us.
He kisses the nape of my neck before he moves back, picking up a bar of soap and starts to clean me. I’m still in a daze as he makes sure every inch of me has been cleaned by his hands and my eyes close over his attention on my body. He chuckles, running a finger down my cheek at the state of me.
I can’t find it in me to care.
He rubs his nose against mine, and then bites down on my lower lip. I slowly peel my eyes open to find him staring at me with something I can’t say.
Only that it is new, and I think I like it.
“Let’s get you dressed, little wolf, so we can sleep.”
“We?” I murmur, just wanting to curl up on the cave floor, but he’s adamant about getting me dressed while I grumble and let him move me where he needs to, to get my clothes back on.
“Yes,we,” he says, and throws the pack over his shoulder before picking me up behind my thighs and carrying me back the way we came. “The only way you’re sleeping is in my arms. There is no other place for you to be.”
Seventeen
Darius
Holding the whip, my hand trembles subtly, blood dripping in splashes on the stone floor.
The people’s faces blur around me as they shout and cheer, laughing at a particular curl of her body.
