Page 50 of Unforeseen Mate
Her hellhound retreated, leaving Fallon to deal with an angry, aroused alpha male, and yet she wasn’t afraid. All she felt was an all-consuming need to be possessed. Human worries like modesty or dignity were left behind as she writhed naked beneath him. Fallon lifted her head and nipped at his throat, filling her nostrils with his rich, musky scent.
She tried reaching for him, but Hayden prevented her from doing so. With both of her wrists trapped in one of his huge hands, he pulled her arms over her head, holding them tight. Her body was stretched out on the cold, hard ground, naked and glistening with sweat and slick.
Hayden bent his head, taking advantage of her inability to move and pressing his nose into the crook of her neck, inhaling. After he filled his lungs with her scent, he growled again, then trailed wet, open-mouthed kisses across her skin, interspersing them with licks and nips and drowning her in her own scent.
"Hayden, please..."
Fallon had never felt such need surging through her system. Her nipples were stiff to the point of painful. Her sex was swollen, soft, and ripe. She would beg if she had to, even if she didn’t know what she was begging for.
“I don’t understand,” she whispered desperately.
“It’s all right, Fallon,” he said soothingly. “I have what you need."
Demonstrating he was telling the truth, he dragged the length of his cock from clit to slit, making her squirm even harder, but not in an attempt to get away. He kept her pinned to the ground with one hand, while he settled himself between her thighs and guided his cock to the entrance of her core. The hot, velvet skin of his crown teased her sex, making her cry outwhen he didn’t press inside. Instead, he used his shaft to smear her slick over more of her skin, his chest rumbling with a pleased purr at the sight and scent of her increased arousal.
Fallon bucked her hips up, begging for something... not just anything, but something specific and unknown. Hayden chuckled, holding her still. He was immovable, and there was nothing Fallon could do but surrender and take whatever he wanted to give her. She tried to soothe herself, focusing on how it felt to have him on top of her, surrounding her with his scent, his touch, his body, all of it caging her in and holding her tight.
Finally, he pushed himself inside, making Fallon whimper, not from pain but from need. His cock was ridiculously thick, long, and hard, and her body opened up to him greedily, needing to be filled. Her inner muscles clenched around his shaft, attempting to pull him deeper, clutching at the root in a way she didn’t understand.
Once he’d seated himself all the way to the base of his cock, which felt like it was swelling, she felt complete and whole. There was no time to adjust to his size before he began to thrust into her, but she didn’t care. The friction and the way his cock grazed her inner walls should have been uncomfortable, but it wasn’t—or maybe it was and she just didn’t care. Her need for him to use her for his pleasure overrode every other sensation or thought. The base of his cock seemed to be growing larger with each stroke.
“What the…” she asked.
“My knot. Hellhounds are hounds, and like all hounds, when we breed our mate, we form a knot so that she is sealed to us and our seed is trapped inside.”
Hayden drew back until only the tip was inside. He slammed back in, the root of his cock having swollen to what felt like double its size. Burying himself deep, Fallon felt the exquisite pain as he forced the knot inside and her pussy clamped downto hold it tight. Heat and pleasure suffused her system, quickly negating the pain from being breached. He held still for a moment, allowing her to adjust to his size.
Fallon had just caught her breath when Hayden began to move. The thrusts weren’t long and slow, but short and hard with an ever-increasing speed. It was wrong; it hurt, and yet she knew she craved the feeling. Over and over, he snapped his hips against her, driving forward and back. The cave and its frigid environment dissolved so that all she could feel was heat and pleasure like none she’d ever known before. Her body softened and accepted his. Her eyes closed and nothing existed outside of the jolt of her body every time he pounded into her.
He released her hands and slid his under her body, holding her close and not allowing her to move. Fallon’s arms wrapped around him. Her nails raked his back, and he groaned in pleasure tinged with pain.
It seemed like a fair exchange to Fallon.
"Yes, Hayden. Please,” she groaned. “I need you.”
He chuckled. “If you can’t tell you have me, my mate, I’m not doing this right."
Burying his face in her neck, he grunted and groaned as he worked her over, his cock flexing inside her as he moved. Fallon could now feel his whole staff becoming even more rigid as it seemed to grow larger and begin to twitch. He was getting close.
His thrusting became faster and more jarring, his knot tugging at her entrance until finally it seemed to find its perfect place and caught. Her body tensed, bearing down around him, and holding him tight as he pulsed inside her. Hayden threw his head back, howling toward the ceiling as the splash of his hot seed filled her exactly where and how she needed him to, setting off a kind of chain reaction of pleasure andrightnessthrough every inch of her being that made her howl with her own powerful orgasm and fulfilled need.
They lay tied together for the longest time. At some point someone must have found a way to heat the space, as Fallon wasn’t the least bit cold. She also discovered that clothing and blankets had been delivered. Her body had continued to work on instinct, milking his knot for every drop of cum that she could drain from him. There was an incredible sense of satisfaction at the soft, feral groans that she pulled from him as he continued to trace the curve of her neck with his tongue.
The heat and need he had created began to fade, and she drifted in a kind of semi-slumber. But the satiation that it left behind was almost better.Finally, the knot subsided, and Hayden uncoupled from her, dragging on a pair of sweatpants, wrapping her in a blanket and taking her back to their room.
HAYDEN
Colby met them at the hidden entrance back at the mansion. “Let me show you up the back way. There’s food waiting in your room. The others will be here in about an hour or so. I’m going to need you there, but if you want to leave her in your bed…”
“I will not leave her, but I’ll be with you in the war room. I will make Fallon comfortable in my lap.”
Colby shook his head. “Of course you will. I’ll send someone up to knock at your door in about thirty to forty minutes…”
“An hour.”
Colby nodded. “An hour it is.”
Hayden shouldered his way into the room, Colby closing the door behind him. The bed had been turned back. Hayden made her comfortable on her side and then crawled in behind her, spooning his front to her back. They’d survived the first battletogether. He knew there was more to come, but with Fallon at his side and in his bed, he knew they would prevail.
