He cleared his throat. “Sorry I was so late. We were behind.” His voice was a husky wreck that had heat slithering through my stomach. I rolled onto my side, and he let out a low growl as he skittered his attention down to my erection pushing out the front of my briefs. I trailed my fingers down my abdomen, along the thin line of hair under my navel, and dipped my fingers under the waistband.
“I need you. I’m ready for you. My ass is slicked up and spread wide for you.” My throat almost closed, I was so nervous, but I so badly wanted to see what he would look like when he was hungry for me that I made myself roll over to my stomach and flashed him my ass. I wiggled the little tail at him, then slid the briefs down enough that I was sure the tip of the plug must have winked at him. He grunted, and I yanked the waistband back where it belonged.
Cam stripped off his shirt like it was on fire, and his gaze was so intent that real dread clawed through my chest, a primal fear that had me on my feet almost at the same time it registered in my mind. I spun to point my ass at Cam again and rocked my hips in imitation of a tail twitching.
“I’m surprised how much I like this,” I whispered and ran my hand up the back of my neck to tickle my fingers over the ears. I wasn’t as brave as I was trying to pretend. My stomach flipped as his breath raced and was loud enough for me to hear over my thudding heart. “You haven’t said anything. Do you like this?”
He let out a deep rumble of an “mm-hmm” that was damned near a growl.
Anxiety ate at me, but after all the fun I’d been having, and the way Cam had more or less invited me into his family, I made myself trust that this would go the way I wanted it to. He wouldn’t hurt me, at least not more than I could handle. He wouldn’t actually rip me to shreds like a wild part of my mind insisted he might. I went to the coffee table and picked up the claws. The feral stare he settled on me had my cock straining and leaking. I went to him and took his hands, popping the claws onto his fingers one at a time. When I got to his last uncovered thumb, I pressed a kiss on the tip before I slipped the claw over it.
Cam still stood there trembling on the spot like he was doing everything he could to hold himself back.
“You haven’t chased me outside since the night we met.” Feeling brave and slightly stupid with how much I wanted him, I caressed a hand down over his trapped cock. Cam growled and the sound sent chills along my spine.
Licking my lips, I stood back and decided to up the ante. Even though I knew I might regret it once this was actually happening, I turned and slipped my briefs down, making sure to bend while I did it for optimal teasing value. When I was done, I took the underwear over and tucked them into the pocket of his work pants so they hung there like a sexy flag.
He grabbed my arms; he was fucking fast. Shock stole my breath, and the claws dug into my flesh. My dick slapped up against my stomach and I gasped in pleasure and need. He glanced down between us and smirked.
“Run. Now.” He dropped his grip, and I nearly fell to the floor because my legs had decided they weren’t up to the task of keeping me upright. I collapsed to a knee and then shifted, muscles tense, to push off like a runner at the starting mark and race to the kitchen. I flipped the oven off on my way past, and then swore when I heard what sounded like Cam tossing his boots. I bolted for the back door, smacking off the switch for the outside light along the way. Seconds later I was outside in the dark, my inevitable fate crowding anxiousness into my throat.
If he caught me, it would fucking hurt.
And feel so good.
It was beyond decadent to be hard outside with the warm air tickling my cock and balls. The door cracked open behind me, and I didn’t dare look back. I ran for the side of the house and thought maybe I’d go through the side door on the garage and back through into the house, but then I realized I didn’t hear feet behind me and stopped. I turned around to frown. I thought for sure he’d seen me run this way. I pressed myself to the side of the house and inched back in the direction I’d come. When I hit the backyard again, I peeked around and scowled.
Where did he go?I snuck farther into the backyard. I checked near the pond for him, the water glittering softly under the stars. The moon was a sliver that didn’t cast any real light. I let out an embarrassing shriek as strong arms surrounded me and took me to the dew-damp grass. The massive, muscular body pressed against mine was completely naked—and ready to fuck.
For half a second true panic had me. What if it isn’t Cam?But then his delicious, musky smell—colored with sweat and a hard day’s work—hit my nose, and I knew for certain it was him. I knocked my elbow back against his chest, and the true terror of our first night together simmered to the surface of my mind unexpectedly, mixing up with the adrenaline of everything we were doing right now. I growled and threw a real punch. Cam must have seen my fist coming, even with such low light, because he moved out of the way, and my panic ratcheted higher as I connected with air.
“Yes. Fight,” Cam moaned out as I punched again, and my knuckles glanced off his cheek, probably not causing any real damage. He wrestled with me until he had both my wrists in his hands and drove me onto my back. A low growl from him had me shivering as he shoved his knee between my legs. Unlike that first night, though, his lips found mine in a soft kiss for a moment before he bit down hard on my bottom lip. I gasped and was back to being excited because this was Cam, and I wanted him. His meat in my ass always felt amazing, and I loved the way the fear and pain had my cock drooling against my belly, even if I’d never considered anything like this before him.
But he hadn’t earned my ass yet. I struggled against him and managed to rip my right arm out of his grasp. He sank his teeth into the side of my neck, and I cried out. Pain blazed down my neck to shred through my nerve endings. My nipples throbbed. My cock pulsed and felt huge between my legs. All I could think about was the hot twist of need and his teeth in my skin. I almost managed to claw myself out from under him one-handed, when he grasped me by my shoulders and flipped me over onto my stomach. Prickles of cool pain dug into my skin as he flexed his hands. The move had my cock smacking unpleasantly off the ground, and I cut off a shout by biting the tip of my tongue as he sank his teeth into my neck on the side he hadn’t attacked yet.
The bruise from the last time he’d bitten me had healed, and I’d forgotten what it felt like to have him mark me. The pain almost blinded me as he stopped teasing and sank his teeth in hard. He kissed and licked the spot after he’d let go, and I trembled under him. His hips canted against my ass, and I moaned as the plug shifted inside me.
“Beautiful,” he murmured. He pulled my hands behind my back and held them tight as he bit at my right shoulder. It hurt, and I hissed a harsh breath out through my teeth, but my cock was leaking and driving me crazy. I struggled and tried to pull my arms apart, but Cam dropped his weight against me and held them in place. He moved down and sank his teeth into my shoulder blade. The pain was too much, and tears welled in my eyes. I was barely thinking anymore, only feeling, anticipating the next slice of his teeth. He moved down my body and dragged his open mouth along my side. He stopped below my rib cage and bit gently. I jerked in eagerness for pain that didn’t come. He let out a hum and moved down farther.
I wasn’t struggling anymore. I was too enraptured by the drag of his hot mouth on my skin, the anticipation sending my pulse racing. He nipped along the slight curve of my hip, then went back to the dip of my body. I tensed, waiting for the pain. He sucked a kiss there. I let out all my breath and chuckled, and then he struck, teeth sinking in hard.
I writhed and tried to jerk my hands free again. The pain was a bright flash of colors on the inside of my closed eyelids. Abruptly, he let go. We seemed to be beyond words as he used his knees to shove my legs apart and bent down. I held my breath as he kissed softly over my left asscheek, then kept going to my thigh. He moaned and nibbled my skin. I shuddered and cried out. My head spun when he jerked my hips upward until my ass was raised high in the air.
Terror struck me as he dipped down and his warm breath breezed across my sack from behind. He sucked one ball into his mouth and gently applied pressure. My body froze and my adrenaline spiked so hard it felt like I was floating. He let my tender flesh fall from his lips and carefully scraped his teeth along my perineum.
“Please.”
Cam licked up to my hole, and I almost passed the hell out when he used his teeth to pry the plug out of my ass. I heard it drop to the ground.
“You’re mine and you’re sopping wet for me already. Ready to be bred.” He swirled his tongue around my needy hole. “You might be a little rabbit, but you’re my mate, too, and I’m going to pump so much cum in you that you drop a litter for me.”
Feeling beyond reason, I nodded. “Yes, you caught me. Yes, do that.”
He moaned, and two clawless fingers entered me roughly. Gasping, I pressed my face to the ground. “So slick in here. Fuck.” He moved fast and covered me. His cockhead pressed against my hole, and I wasn’t really prepared for it. I’d never been this turned on in my life.
When he slid into my ass it was an electric overload of pleasure for my body as he bumped across my prostate. I cried out and pushed back against him, welcoming him inside. He set up an unforgiving pace and pounded into me with brutal strokes. It didn’t take long for my balls to draw up and heat to sear through the inside of my stomach as Cam fucked the cum out of me. It was too much, too fast as I sprayed the grass beneath us. I jerked in his hold, overwhelmed with how good he felt and the heat pinging through my body.
Cam slammed inside my ass and stayed there, moaning. He pulled out and drove in again—deep. His cock throbbed against my insides, and I swore I could feel the heat of his cum pouring into me. I scrabbled at the grass and pressed back against him, his groin tight to my ass.
