I stare down at her, my cock still buried halfway in her tight little pussy, waiting for her to explain.
She twists her head away, breathing hard as she whispers so softly I can barely hear, “I need an alpha to claim me.”
“What?” I should pull out. I should.
Fuck.
I’ve been used.
Holding perfectly still, I command, “Explain.Now.”
She whimpers, not meeting my eyes. “I come from a pureblood shifter pack, but I was born without the ability to shift. And our alpha, he—” she pauses, her breath growing ragged as if talking about this is hard for her, and a wave of unexpected compassion passes through me, softening the edges of my anger. “I’m the lowest rank in my pack. I hate it. I wanted to escape, so I ran, and I need an alpha to claim me, to protect me, to make me his. It’s the only way I’ll be safe.”
The growl that echoes from my chest is more wolf than man.
It’s a strange urge, all that deep betrayal at being tricked softened by a furious need to protect what’s mine.
I drive suddenly into her, making her gasp. Her eyes widen as she looks back at me, finally meeting my gaze again.
“Your alpha fucks you like this?” I demand, aware I should be ashamed of my own words. “He fucks you and you can’t get away, so you came to find someone who would fuck you nicer? Is that it?”
I’m an asshole.
But she doesn’t cower. “No. He doesn’t fuck me anything like this. He makes ithurt.”
Sharp anger drives through me, from my head to my hands, fists clenching the sheets at either side of her neck. Her face is inches from mine.
“Fucking hell,” I mutter, starting to pull back again. I need to stop this.
To my surprise, she crosses her ankles around my neck and pulls me down deeper into her. My cock throbs inside her, heat melting through my tightening muscles, threatening to release.
“Don’t go,” she whispers, eyes pleading. “Please, Alpha. I need you. Please claim me.Please.”
But something still isn’t adding up. “If you’re his, why don’t I smell his bite on you?”
“He doesn’t claim us, because he doesn’t want to be tied to one woman. A claim can only be made once. So he claims no one.”
“Us?” Fresh anger rises in my throat.
“He has a harem.”
“Fucking hell.”
All the anger burning inside me has to go somewhere. I need to either fuck or fight, and I know which option it’s gonna be.
Even if I might regret this later.
With a furious growl, I drive harder into her, rutting her into the bed until she’s pressed flat beneath me, her ankles still wrapped tightly behind my neck.
She moans, mouth open, head back, eyes shut, a look of pure ecstasy melting across her face.
“Is that good? Do you like it when I fuck you so hard, you’re locked beneath me, unable to move even if you tried?” I lean down close to her neck, scenting her skin. The heated musk of her desire drives me wilder, my knot swelling again where it presses against her entrance. It takes all my self-control not to force it in right this second. “Tell me your name. Tell me your name so when I claim you, I’ll know exactly who’s screaming mine.”
Chapter seven
Mate
“Savannah,” she whispers, voice clouding with shame. “But they just call me Anomaly.”
