Page 83 of Claimed By Blood

He releases himself, and his cock falls away. A finger dips into my damp folds a second later, and he hisses as he realises just how wet I am.

I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. Getting horny is going to be a useful survival skill if he hopes to get thatthinginside me on a regular basis.

Two fingers force their way past my entrance in the next heartbeat, stretching me open as his thumb comes to rest over my clit.

He doesn’t tease. Doesn’t deliver light, testing strokes. No. Gideon presses down on the little bud and rotates his thumb. Hard. At the same time, those two fingers hook deep inside and scrape against my g-spot, drawing a shocked little scream from me.

He works me furiously, building me up to one of the most frantic orgasms of my life. Forcing my body to take the pleasure he offers with his characteristic bossiness. I topple over the edge as my orgasm is ripped from me, leaving me a shaking mess spread out on the bed.

But the alpha isn’t finished with me yet. There’s no time to recover as his hand disappears, replaced by his cock. Gideon shoves into me without stopping. My body protests his invasion even as I cry out with delight.

Oh. My. God.

Even with how drenched I am, he has to go slow. Inch by torturous inch, he forges forward. Stretching me. Claiming me. I pant through the sensations, writhing and whimpering in his hold.

The low growl that echoes from his chest is approving, yet he says nothing.

I dare a glance up at his face, only to catch myself and stop before I meet his eyes. Gideon’s neck and shoulders are so tense that I can see the tendons beneath his skin. Ripples of fur explode and disappear in micro-shifts he can’t seem to control. He lowers his head and opens his mouth, stretching his jaw and using his teeth to pin me in place as my body yields to his.

That’s when I realise he’s not speaking because hecan’tright now. He’s caught between beast and man, and I think… I think the beast might be winning.

I want to touch. To hold on to him as he ploughs into me.

Gideon must sense what I want. His free hand reaches up to capture my wrists above my head. He squeezes them, keeping them in place as his hips finally come to rest against mine.

For a brief second after he bottoms out, he doesn’t move. The sound of his harsh breaths fill my ears, and the heat of him scorches me as he waits for some silent signal. Eventually, I can’t take it anymore. My hips buck against his, begging wordlessly for friction. For more.

Then he draws back and slams home.

Rough, raw, and more than a little bit furious, Gideon pistons into my body like he’s possessed. Every thrust is so deep that it causes my breath to hitch and my voice to catch. He’s so wide that my pussy is stretched to what feels like breaking point, and he just seems to get bigger as he fucks me brutally into the mattress.

And I love it.

The headboard bangs loudly against the wall, but neither of us pay it any attention. No. My world has narrowed to the two of us. To the place where our bodies are connected. The only thing my ears can focus on are the lewd, wet sounds coming from my body, the gasps and moans he drags from my throat, or the heavy grunts and snarls of pleasure that rip from him as I clench around his length.

My orgasm takes me by surprise, and I bow off the bed, my mouth open on a silent scream as my channel grips him. His free hand works its way into my hair, fisting the strands and holding my throat immobile as my body trembles beneath his.

Against my neck, Gideon growls in satisfaction, and his teeth dig into my jugular, just the slightest fraction.

As if my orgasm was permission, he drives into me faster. Harder. Without mercy. Chasing his own release until he comes with a roar that almost deafens me. His cock jerks inside me, and I feel the telltale spurt of warmth as he ejaculates into my still quivering cunt.

Then the pressure starts.

At first, I can’t identify it beyond a subtle stretch. Gideon shudders and snarls as his cock expands within me, hitting spots I didn’t know Ihad. Demanding I make room for him.

If he gets much bigger, I’ll break.

The thought should scare me, but I’m too caught up in my own pleasure.

“God,” I cry out as the unusual sensation tips me over the edge.Again.

My pussy wants to clamp down on him, but I’m stretched so wide that all my internal walls can do is flutter in surrender. I come so hard I black out for a second, and when I come to, he’s still there. Locked inside me. Filling me with more lashings of his cum.

Everything after that happens slowly. Gideon’s fingers release my hair, and then my wrists as he moves to brace himself over the top of me. His teeth leave my neck, but he doesn’t move his head until he’s laved the spot with his tongue. He must have caught my skin without my noticing, because it stings slightly.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the bulge at the base of his cock starts to go down, and I groan as my pussy clenches like it’s begging for it to return.

When Gideon finally draws back and settles onto his knees with the tip of his cock still inside of me, he blinks like he’s coming out of a trance.

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