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The Beast…
Fuuuck, she was soft. I’d never felt anything that could match the softness of her thighs in my hands. The sweet smell of her wet pussy brought a growl to my throat. I could still taste her on my lips. Hungered for more. Fuck that.Neededmore.
Not Kovo. Not that fool. Me. The beast who fought and killed for him. Who kept him safe. I kept themallsafe and what did I receive for my honor? My years of service?
Torture. Torment. Dismissal. Betrayal by my own shared mind, by Kovo, the warlord.
I was nothing but a weapon, a deadly fucking weapon, but still nothing but a killer. Until her. My mate.
“Mine.” My voice rumbled through her small frame. I felt the vibrations of the word in her very flesh.
I wanted to feel that again. Mark her. Take her. Fuck her. Fill her. Claim her.
“Mine. Mate.”
Adrian.I’d heard her speak her name. I’d processed her scent and her voice. I knew she was mine, but the idiot, Kovo, would not listen. He had made the choice for both of us, the choice to be here, to accept punishment. To die.
Before her, I would have allowed Kovo’s plan to proceed. I’d given up fighting it.
Now? I needed. My skin touching hers. My cock deep in her wet pussy. Her taste in my mouth. I was going to fuck her with my mouth, my fingers, my cock. I was going to take her and taste her and make her smell of my claim, fill her with my seed, make her come over and over again, her pussy wringing my cock with every pulse of pleasure.
She’d done what he had not been able to for years. Spring the lock I kept on his wrath, his fury. His pain. She let himout.Not just out,out of control.
“Skin.” I needed to feel her breasts crushed to my bare chest. Her thighs wrapped around my hips.
Holding her in place with one arm under her luscious, round ass, I ripped the seams of my shirt with the other. Pulled until the fabric tore free and dropped it into a heap at my feet. My pants followed, my mate’s eyes growing rounder, darker with each movement.
Naked as she, I pressed my body to hers. Breast to chest. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my hips. The head of my cock brushed the wet heat of her pussy.
I wanted to thrust hard. Deep. Take and take and take.
But she was so small. So fragile. I could not hurt her. Would not.
She lifted her chin and gazed up at me, looked me in the eye. “Why did you stop?”
“Hurt you.”
“Oh.” Her delicate face turned pink in a rosy blush. “I—uh—I’m not a virgin, but I don’t have a lot of experience. I only had two real boyfriends, and they—”
Lowering my lips to hers, I stopped her with a kiss. I did not want to know anything about other males touching her. I heard what was important. She was not ready for what I wanted to do to her body.
Locked away, Kovo reminded me that we only had four hours. Less now. He yelled inside my mind, told me to let her go. Walk away. Follow our orders.
Silence!
With a red wall of fury, I blocked Kovo’s voice, his arguments. I had listened long enough. I was in charge now.
Adrian whimpered and I realized I had kissed her too hard. I pulled back, but she followed. Wrapped her arms around my neck and held on in a near frenzy. Kissedme.
Kovo faded to a distant background noise in my head and I focused on my mate. Tongue in her sweet mouth, I mimicked what I would do to her with my cock. My hands massaged the full roundness of her ass. I brushed her pussy with my fingertips over and over until she was panting. Moaning. When she tried to force her way onto my cock, I lifted her higher, her back braced on my forearms, her pussy in mid-air and on display, her knees over my elbows so I could hold her open.
So I could feast.
I had no mercy in me, not when it came to her pleasure. I took her into my mouth, plunged my tongue deep into her wet heat. Pulled back and sucked her clit into my mouth. Over and over until her hands pulled at my hair and she strained to push her swollen flesh toward me. Into my mouth.
I allowed her shoulders to press back against the wall as I straightened my arms. Her ass rose toward the ceiling, her pussy rising to my lips.
