Page 34 of Sinful Shifters

Allow it, beg for it, scream in pleasure as he thrusts inside me—my thighs are already warm again, my folds pulsing and tingling. Nodding, I look up at Thale shyly from beneath my lashes, and barely take note of Everett as he slips out of the room.

"Good." Thale purrs, his pale grey eyes piercing me. "This won't take long, Dear Heart. Just a little quickie before we head to yet another battle. I can smell your sweet slick already."

"I'm wet for you." Grabbing his free hand, I pull it between my thighs and moan. "And so, so hot."

Thale groans, his eyes fluttering closed. Then, with an animalistic snarl, he tears my shorts and panties off me. I gasp as the fabric flutters to the ground, turned on by this rough, dominant side of him.

Thrusting his fingers between my thighs, he rubs them between my folds. I whimper, pressing down against his touch. He leans down to claim my mouth, licking between my lips roughly. With one hand, he tears my shirt off, while the other thrusts inside my entrance.

I cry out in pleasure as he crooks his fingers towards my G-Spot and rubs his thumb on my clit. This close to my heat cycle, I'm at the edge in an instant. Thale pushes me down on the bed, his breath ragged, his teeth nipping at my lips as I clench around his fingers and come on his hand.

Hickory smoke and caramel fills the air again. Pulling back, he puts just enough space between us to yank his clothes off. My eyes roam his muscular body, drinking in the dark brown of his complexion. He puts his slick fingers on his cock, jerking it and moaning as the knot hardens at its base.

"Spread your thighs, Caterina," he orders, and I instantly obey. "I've held myself back for too long. My cock aches to come in you, Dear Heart. Until you're full and dripping."

Thale grabs my thighs and folds my legs back against my body until I'm spread to him. I'm still wet and slick from last night with Everett, but as Thale thrusts his hard, throbbing cock inside me, I feel my body give in to him. His barbs prick my insides and make my slick pulse. The smell of him, mossy and earthy like growing things, fills the air.

"Good girl," he murmurs, his fangs peeking out from his thick, luscious lips. "Such a sweet, precious pussy. Open wide for me."

"Yes." I whimper as he thrusts inside me and fills me up. "Gods... yes!"

"That's it, my Rina. So slick and sweet."

He's holding onto the base of his cock, keeping his knot from entering me. His weight rests on the back of my thighs, pressing my legs towards my ears, my entrance wide open for him.

I shudder as I look down to see him inside me. My folds are red with arousal, parting for his cock, which is shiny and slick from my wetness. The knot is engorged and hardening, and as he lets go of his cock, it pulses against my clit.

I whimper, and Thale smirks.

"Like that?" He moves his hips in circles so the knot rubs against my clit and I gasp. "Little omega, so sweet and ready for me. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were in heat."

"Soon." Reaching up, I pull him towards me and groan as his knot pulses against my body. "I can feel it. My heat... it's so close."

Thale growls, bending down to kiss my lips. "I can feel it too, Dear Heart."

As he thrusts inside me, I moan and writhe against him, wanting more. More fullness, more of his cock, more ofhim.Whimpering, I reach between us to rub at my clit, arching on him and clenching around his cock.

He grabs my hips so hard that I can feel bruises start beneath my skin, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Digging my heels into his back, I pull his body down onto mine—and his knot into my slick.

Thale roars as it pops inside me. I whimper, my eyes fluttering closed, digging my fingers into his back. The sensation is half pleasure, half pain, as it pulses inside me and tears me open.

Muscles clenching, he pushes me down onto the comforter and stills himself. His jaw clenches as he practices all his self control.

And I dig my fingernails into his back, looking up into his eyes, silently beseeching him to lose it.

He said he wouldn't be able to stop himself, after all.

"Tie me and claim me, my alpha," I tell him, writhing and whimpering, my slick pulsing around his knot. "It won't take much. Just a few strokes."

"I'll hurt you." He shudders, muscles flexing and jumping. I feel his knot pulse and grow inside me and moan from the pressure. "See? This isn't all of it, little omega. You aren't ready for the knot that happens when an alpha forces your heat."

"It wouldn't be any alpha. It would beyou." I press my lips against his throat, straining against his tight grip. "Please... I don't want it to behim."

Klaus. I felt nightmares chase me last night. Only the feeling of Everett knotted inside me, his strong arms around my body, kept them at bay. But I know they'll come tonight.

"Oh, Sweet Caterina." Thale ghosts his lips across my skin, his fangs bared. "I would love to, more than anything."

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