“That’s right, scream for your alpha,” he taunts, slamming into me deep. “Make sure everyone knows you’re mine.”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I sob as he holds me in place, pulling back and plowing in again. It’s so intense, it doesn’t even seem like reality.
“You still don’t think you’ll feel me tomorrow? The way my crown keeps bouncing against the bottom says you will.” A lopsided, playful smile crosses his face as he looks at where he disappears inside me. “Fuck, little witch. Seeing me wet with your pussy is almost too much.”
I nod my agreement, thrashing under him as he hits my G-spot just right. Pleasure coils tight as I teeter over the edge into pure bliss. “I’m...H-harder, right there!”
His weight falls atop me again, pushing me farther into the ground. Wrapping his free hand around my throat, he growls dangerously and squeezes with the perfect amount of pressure to send me soaring.
“Come all over my cock, little one.” I like it when he calls melittle witch, but I guesslittle oneis okay too. “I’m going to fill you full of my cum. Everyone will know who you belong to.” He shoves his mouth to mine as I convulse. His shaft swells even larger as he moves to lick and suck his way down my throat, filling me with hot jets of cum. “Milk out every single drop.” He grunts, continuing to work his still-hard shaft in and out. He releases my throat at some point, running his fingers over my jaw.
It’s super intimate, and I’m so sensitive that every graze of his pelvis makes me shudder and whimper that it’s too much.
Ridge doesn’t stop. He continues plowing into me and, eventually, my system goes from overstimulated to deeply interested.
I’m a big fan of alpha wolf stamina. Alpha cock too.
Ridge pulls me up until I’m squatting over him as he kneels. He wraps an arm around my lower back as my hands fall to his chest. I blink, staring up at him, but he grins. “It’s been hundreds of years since I’ve been inside a woman. I’ve got a lot of positions I want to try out.” He smirks. “And I really want to feel your tits bounce against my chest while you impale yourself on my cock.” I moan as he thrusts up into me. His torso is so much longer than mine that my face falls against his sweaty shoulder as he grinds me over his throbbing length. “Ride me, little one.”
I nod.
Damn, maybe I died and went to get-dicked-down heaven.
Ridge is pure carnal perfection, and he’s absolutely correct. There’s no way I won’t be feeling him for days after this.
I grin at the thought and get to work bouncing on his thick shaft.
ChapterNineteen
Echo
I’ve been gone for several hours.
I’m whatever one step past anxious is.
My need to get eyes on the confounding witch is alarming.
I’m not sure why I’m so drawn to Nadia. Perhaps I can blame it on the connection tethering our souls. It might also have something to do with the fact she freed me from the hell of being bound to my maker.
Whatever the reason, it doesn’t bother me nearly as much as it should.
I’ve served a true monster for centuries. Being bound to the baby darkling is a step up from the existence I’ve known.
I felt her sorrow when she told me about her mother. Felt the remorse she carries, despite it not being her fault. A witch can’t choose their magic any more than a shifter can pick their beast.
Guilt and sadness are not emotions I’m familiar with, nor have I been in quite some time. The maker connection overrode many of my own impulses and feelings.
Imogen hasn’t felt guilt a day in her long life. Not even if she was faced with all the horror she’s inflicted on those she supposedly cares for would she be able to fake an ounce of real emotion. If a truly soulless creature exists, then it’s my maker. She’ll be a problem before this is all over.
It took too long to jog back to town, since I was running on empty. Then even longer to feed and travel back to the peaks for my vehicle.
I park haphazardly in Ridge’s driveway and exit in a hurry. I’m on the porch about to head into the house when noises from the forest catch my attention.
Shifters are baser creatures.
It could be any wolves fucking.
My head cocks.