Page 40 of Rust the Rejected
Sage’s words sound in my head.
I nod and take a deep breath, ignoring the rancid odor. My wolf paces on the fringes of my being. But I won’t let her come forth. The gods only know what Rust’s wolf would do if it encountered mine. No. I have to appeal to the man.
“Rust, I know you can hear me. You called to me. And I came—”
A growl cuts off my sentence. Only a few yards separate me from its gaping jaws. Sharp fangs glint from the overhead lights. It continues to stalk towards me.
You can do this, Natalie.
I straighten and lift my chin. My onyx eyes flash with my wolf as I curl my lip. The giant beast hesitates. Its intense stare would make a human lose control of all bodily fluids. But I’m not a human. I am a strong she-wolf, determined to save my fated mate—even from himself.
“Rust! Listen to me. I’m sorry. You’re right. I’m wrong. You’re my fated mate. We belong together. Forever. Come back to me and make me yours, my love.”
The wolf lifts a paw to step forward. I recall Rust’s command to me when I launched myself at him in the cottage. My shoulders square, and I stand tall. Glaring at the wolf, I command it.
“SHIFT! NOW!”
Shocked at my boldness, its eyes widen. But its hackles remain raised. Its feathery tail high. Not yet ready to cede domination, it growls.
I issue my own threat as I clench my fists.
“SHIFT! NOW!” I surprise myself with the ferocity of my snarl. Even more so when a sudden crackling and a flash reveal a naked Rust on his hands and knees. His skin ripples as the ginormous wolf retreats beneath it. Rust shakes his head as though dislodging the last vestiges of his beast. Then his eyes lift to mine.
My heart stops.
We stare at one another in amazement.
Slowly, he rises. All magnificent six feet, six inches of sculpted lean muscle in plain view. And an incredibly colossal cock, fully erect and dripping with pre-cum. My pussy clenches, and I mewl as I sag against the door. The need to be strong ebbs from my body, replaced by the need for my fated mate.
His nostrils flare, and he tips his head back to inhale deeply. I know he scents my juices, even above the mess his wolf caused. He rumbles in his chest appreciatively.
My arousal amps at his citrusy, musky, and spicy cologne mixes with his pheromones. My wolf whimpers in need and rolls to her back in submission. I want to join her. I glance at Rust from beneath the thick fringe of my eyelashes.
He approaches with the swagger of an Alpha male about to claim his fated mate. Taut muscles flex in his thighs with each step. The anaconda bobs.
“Natalie…”
The gruffness of his voice sends electric pulses along every nerve in my body. The synapses flash and spark more heat in my already molten core. I whimper in response as my nipples tighten to painful peaks, and my pussy throbs. I rub my thighs together to lessen the ache.
“NO! MINE!”
Rust closes the distance between us in two long strides. One hand grips the back of my neck while the other rips the front of my cotton sundress in one go. It flutters open to reveal my braless breasts. The cool air tightens my sensitive nipples further.
He drops his head and engulfs as much of my breast as his mouth can take, then he draws back to suckle the nipple.
Erotic pleasure zings straight to my core. My fingernails dig into his shoulders as I try to remain upright and not puddle on the floor at his feet. Indecent moans pour from my mouth. My hips undulate, seeking his groin to rub my pussy against for release.
My nipple pops from his mouth. He stands and glares down at me. Displeasure rolls off him in waves.
I gulp.
He spins me around and yanks my hips back. My palms brace against the door. He spanks my exposed ass. A weighty palm lights fire beneath it upon each connection. I dance on my toes, trying to evade his punishment. He bands an arm about my waist and spanks even harder than before.
I cry out. But as the spanking continues, a peace settles over me. I let go, give in to his dominance. His control of my pleasure. The pressure to fight his claiming me recedes giving more space for the peace to flourish. I sigh and hang my head.
He detects the change in me. A few more spanks alternating each ass cheek, and he slows the rhythm. My panting decreases with it as my arousal soars. His palm rests on my ass. My back arches as he leans into me. Warm breath skitters across my ear.
“Do you understand you are mine now and forever, my fated mate?”
