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I settled the tip of my thumb over the tight little opening of her ass and rotated my hand to slide two fingers deep into her wet channel. Her pussy walls fluttered as she groaned. She didn’t fight me, didn’t resist, her sweet bottom wiggled, pushed back, demanded more.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Breanna?” Something deep inside me needed to hear her say it, needed to know she wasn’t afraid of me, repulsed by my age, my size, or my scars.

“Yes.”

The rage inside me stilled, settled. For her. I’d been forced to leave everything behind when I left Rogue 5. Friends. Family. Everyone I’d ever known or cared about. My parents were long dead, but my fellow Forsians, Astra Legion, had been my home.

I’d been alone a long, long time. Hunted or feared everywhere I went. Finding my mate was a miracle, even if I couldn’t tell her what she was to me. I knew. My body knew. My heart physically hurt, I wanted her so badly, my chest compressed by the weight of my devotion to her, like I’d parked a battle cruiser on my ribcage and was being slowly crushed. Being with her like this made me ache, hurt in ways I’d never even imagined.

Moving with deliberate slowness so I could listen to the wet suction of her pussy as I moved my fingers in and out of her body, I pushed in and out of her core, licked the edges of her pussy lips, eager to devour her essence, her taste, her desire.

For me.

All this pussy juice, her moans, the wiggle of her hips. All mine. While she was mine, there would be no lies. No secrets. “What upset you earlier?”

“What?” She panted as I removed my fingers from her body and lifted my fingers to my mouth to suck off her sweet cream.

I moved a little to the side so I could see the side of her face where her opposite cheek rested against the table. Palm wide, I rubbed her round bottom. So soft. “Why were you upset?”

“Nothing. It was nothing.”

I slapped her ass hard enough to sting and she squealed.

“Mikos!”

“Do not move. You will tell me the truth, female. I can smell your lies.” I couldn’t, especially with the entire room filled with the musk of feminine arousal, but she didn’t need to know that. I slapped her bottom again, both sides, admired the way her ass cheeks jiggled under my hand, the way her light brown skin turned a deep red as I smacked her over and over.

She didn’t ask me to stop.

Not one tear fell.

Instead, her eyes glazed over, her tongue darted out to lick her lips. Her toes curled and her hands clawed at the table, looking for something to hold on to as if she were about to come. I slid my hand along her center to find her dripping wet, her inner thighs coated.

Clearly, this was not working the way I’d intended. My mate liked being spanked. Dominated. Punished.

My cock jerked, eager to be buried inside her, pre-cum coating the tip as essence leaked from my fangs. Since I’d met her, my body was making more, so much the glands inside my throat that stored the life-giving fluid were painful and swollen. I’d heard newly mated males suffered this way. I never expected to experience the odd sensation myself.

So, my naughty little female loved the sharp sting of my palm on her ass. She hadn’t moved away, hadn’t protested, and still hadn’t told me the truth.

I slapped her bottom twice more, just to watch her eyelids flutter, listen to her breath catch in her throat. Her heart raced as I moved behind her and removed my clothes.

My grin, I was sure, was feral.

Time to switch tactics.

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Breanna

What washe doing back there?

I wanted to know, but I couldn’t seem to lift my head. I was bent over in a yoga pose, ass in the air, pussy dripping wet, my hard nipples pressed to the shocking cold of the table, and I held perfectly still. Waiting. Hoping.

Don’t move.Two words I wasn’t even sure he remembered speaking had somehow entered my mind and taken over.

Sure, I could move, if I wanted to.

I didn’t. Iwantedto do what he told me to. Holding still because he commanded it turned me on. His hand smacking my ass made me so hot I was on the verge of an orgasm, and he didn’t even have his fingers inside me anymore. How fucked up was that?