Page 11 of Bred Mate
“Yes!” She stamps her foot. “I wanted you to deal with it officially, not like a fucking monster.”
I grab her. “I am a monster,” I tell her. “And I will always deal with things like one. You know that, don’t you, Ellie? You know you came to get help from someone with a brutal reputation. Someone who is going to fuck a baby into you because that’s what you’re made for?”
I can smell her arousal. She doesn’t want to be into this, but she can’t help it. She responds to my energy like moths respond to flames. She’s drawn to me, and she wants to spread her legs and take my cock.
Instead, she argues.
“You’re an asshole,” she says. “You’re fucking stupid… they’re going to wake up and press charges. They’re going to…”
I kiss her roughly. I don’t want to hear her complain. I am going to take full control of this situation, and of her. I pick her up and perch her on the hood of my car, putting her hips at the perfect height for conquest.
“Open your legs for me,” I growl.
She hesitates.
I push her thighs open and I step into the space between them.
She’s wearing pants, which means spreading her thighs doesn’t do much for either one of us at first. It just pulls the denim tight over the pussy I want to be deep inside. I take hold of her hair and hold her head back so she has to look up at me, not pleased with her slow responses. This mate of mine needs to learn to obey me.
“When I tell you to spread your legs for me, you spread your legs,” I say. “You don’t hesitate. You don’t argue. Because if you do…”
I flick open my pocket knife and run the blade down the seam of her jeans. I’m careful as careful can get not to cut her while slicing the seam open.
“You’re going to ruin them!” she complains.
“I’m going to ruinyou,” I growl, sliding her panties to the side. She’s aroused instantly. I’ve barely touched her and her pussy is glistening wet. She wants to be fucked so badly I actually hold off.
I free my cock and I let the underside of it run down the length of her wet little slit.
“Fucking animal,” she curses at me, arching her hips toward me, trying to get me to sink the head of my cock deep inside her pussy. She wishes I’d fuck her. She needs me to fuck her. I want to fuck her.
“That’s right. I am an animal. And so are you. Best you start remembering that, Ellie. I’m going to handle my side of the deal. I’m going to make sure you’re well taken care of, and that not a twig of this fucking forest gets messed with. But I’m also going to show you your place. Understand?”
I thrust my cock deep inside her before she can answer. Her hot inner walls wrap around me, grip me tight. She’s designed for me, made for me. She’s fucking mine and we both know it.
I draw out almost all the way to the tip, then surge back inside her. Fucking this woman feels like being in absolute heaven. It feels like not only claiming her. It feels like claiming destiny. I used to wonder what the point of it all was. Now I know. It’s taking her hard and fast, spending my seed inside her, making her swell with my babies.
The moans she makes as I claim her are music to my ears. She’s not fighting me. Not anymore. Not with my cock inside her. Once I have her, she obeys me, not just with her actions or her words, but with her body. Every part of her submits to me.
Ellie
“Good girl,” he growls.
I feel unexpected tingles of excitement at the praise I never expected to receive.
I am not a good girl. He thinks I am, because he is a terrible man.
He knots inside me and I know that he’s breeding me for a second time. There’s no way to avoid it. It’s impossible to ignore. I can’t pretend this isn’t happening to me, that this brutal fucking monster isn’t making me his, using me deep and hard and ruthlessly.
I can smell blood on his hands. It’s not his.
I can smell the promise of further violence and a life of pain.
I should reject this. Him.
But I’m not going to, because I’m not just in this for myself. I’m doing something for my family. And I will do anything for my family.
When the knot has softened and I am free, I try again.
