Page 20 of Bred Mate
His eyes go hollow at that. He reaches for me, grabs me by the arm, and yanks me close. “You’re going to have my baby, Ellie. That’s the deal.”
“It’s the deal if you save the forest.”
“I am going to.”
“You’re going to fight every person who comes here individually?”
“That’s how a pack defends its territory, sweetheart.”
He closes the space between us even more, pulling me hard against his body. “I’m about to make damn fucking sure there’s more than a forest to defend, too. I’m going to make you the mother of my pups.”
I’m glad I sent my brothers away. The energy in the room is still high, but it’s another kind of energy entirely.
“Keep it down,” I say. “Sound travels out here. Nobody needs to hear you speaking to me that way.”
“Doesn’t matter. They’re going to hear you screaming when you come anyway.”
I slap him. Not as hard as I should. Not nearly as hard as he deserves. He catches my hand, but only after I’ve already whacked him across the face.
He grins. There’s blood in his teeth from the shifting and the fighting and the general fuckery. It should put me off, but there’s something wild about him and this, the passion of it all that makes me feel aroused as hell.
“I just wanted you to call someone and shift some land around,” I complain. “Why are you making everything violent and sexy?”
“That’s not how the world works.”
“It is when there’s money involved.”
“You’re really just asking for a few million dollars, aren’t you,” he laughs, yanking my pants down in one motion.
I don’t fight him. I’m not immune to this energy, to his raw dominance and to my own fucking need.
Karl picks me up, perches me on the windowsill because there’s no other furniture left in the place, and he fucks me hard from the very first thrust, his cock spreading me open wide and driving deep inside me. One hand is on the back of my neck, gripping my hair, and the other is on my hip, keeping me in place.
I think he’s just going to fuck me like this, knot inside me, fill me with his seed. The idea makes my pussy clench tight around him. I might tell him that I don’t want his cum or his baby, but every instinct in my body tells me otherwise. I want this. I crave this. I am so damn wet I can’t help myself right now. I am close to coming just from these rough, rutting thrusts and the knowledge that I am being bred.
He grinds hard against me, his pubic bone stimulating my hungry clit until I wail in orgasm. I assume he’ll knot and come too, but instead he pulls out of me while my pussy is still clenching his cock, trying to milk his seed deep inside me.
“On your knees.”
“No.”
He looks at me like he expects to be obeyed, but I don’t owe him that. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
I am slightly silly from coming. I could be softer in this moment, more obedient. But no man has ever put me on my knees and I don’t intend to start now.
Karl pulls me from the ledge and puts me physically into position. He pushes me down to my knees and fists his hand in my hair to keep me in place. There’s no escaping this grip. I could try to wriggle out of it, but he’d have me back on the floor in an instant if he wanted it. It’s not fair how much stronger he is and how little control I have when he’s got a hold of me.
He stands in front of me, his rock-hard cock pointing straight at my face. It’s a monster, like the rest of him, pulsing with the desire to be back inside me.
“Open for me.”
I refuse. His grip gets tighter. He pulls me forward and rubs the underside of his head across my lips.
“Open for me,” he repeats, his tone more cajoling than a blunt order. I can smell his arousal, the hard flesh of his cock hot and smooth against my mouth. Some part of my mind tells me there’s no point resisting, that he’s going to have his way with me. But there’s another part that demands resistance and that only makes it hotter.
He drops his cock and uses that free hand to pinch my nose. I part my lips to breathe and the head of his cock is inside my mouth in an instant.
“Good girl,” he praises, like I did something good of my own free will, like he didn’t just force the rough thickness of his cock inside me.
