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That’s when he hits resistance and freezes. His huge body goes rigid.
“Fuck.” His eyes search mine, glowing brighter. “You didn’t tell me.” I just hold his gaze.
“You’re a virgin.” His cock throbs inside me, and his knot swells even more. “Fucking hell, Kisha. You kept your fucking first time for ME?”
“I didn’t exactly plan…AH!”
He pushes, tearing through my innocence in one thrust. The pain is sharp, followed by an impossible sense of fullness as his knot pops past my entrance and locks inside me.
“Mine,” he snarls. “I’m your first. Last. Only. Fucking MINE!”
I can’t speak. I can barely breathe. His knot is massive, and it’s still growing, locking us together just like he said. Those damn smutty books are all liars. This shit hurts like fucking hell!
I can feel everything. He’s so much hotter than any man would be, and the thick ridge of his knot presses against every nerve I have. He pulses inside me, slow and heavy, feeling like a second heartbeat under my own. His claws scratch my hips. His shadows slide along my thighs, gripping my flesh. My body can’t decide whether to fight him or melt for him, so it does both, clenching and shaking, then opening for him a little more with each ragged breath.
“Feel that?” He rocks his hips the tiniest bit, and I whimper. “That’s you stuck on my cock, Red. You’re not fucking going anywhere.”
I shake my head, already scared.
“I’m gonna make you come on my knot.” His grin is all teeth. “Again and again and again until you’re sorry for every fucking bad thing you’ve ever done in your life.”
His shadows spread out once more. One slides down my belly and settles on my clit, rubbing slow circles. Two wrap around my breasts to pinch my nipples, roll them, then pinch again. Another one slips between my ass cheeks and presses against my hole, cold, wet, and thick.
“Nik!” I try to squirm away, but I’m locked on his knot. I can’t move an inch. “Not there…”
He growls, “Everywhere.” Then he leans down and takes my mouth.
His tongue pushes in deep, hot and slow, and he kisses me like he fucking owns me. The shadow on my clit speeds up. The one at my ass pushes in, and the stretch there combined with the feel of his knot makes my vision go white. I come so hard I bite his lip. My body clamps down around him, and every spasm makes me feel how huge he is inside me. He growls into my mouth and grinds his pelvis against me, making it last longer, making it worse and better.
“That’s one,” he says against my lips. “Bad girls owe me a lot more than one.”
“I can’t…” I’m panting. “I can’t do another one…”
“You owe me for every single thing you did that night.” The shadow on my clit doesn’t stop. It doesn’t even slow down. “You can give me another one.”
I do, and this one rips through me faster. The shadow in my ass goes deeper. The ones on my nipples tug. Nik bites my bottom lip and sucks on it while I scream into his mouth. My pussy pulses around his knot so hard it hurts.
“Two.” He licks the tears off my cheek. “Look at you, crying on my knot. You sorry yet, Red?”
“Yes!” I sob. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry…”
“No, you’re not.” He laughs, low and dark. “You’re not sorry about that glitter one bit. I can smell it on you.”
He’s right, and I hate him for it. The third orgasm is slow. He makes it slow. The shadow on my clit drags out every stroke while his knot throbs inside me. He holds my face in his huge hands and watches me fall apart. He doesn’t kiss me this time. He just watches, with his glowing eyes on mine, and that’s so much fucking worse.
“Three,” he growls. “Fuck, you’re beautiful when you’re getting punished.”
By the fourth one, I’m fucking gone. I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore. Please, Nik, I can’t, don’t stop, over and over. The shadow in my ass is fucking me now, in and out, moving in sync with the one on my clit. His knot swells even more. And when he finally comes inside me, it’s with a roar that fucking rattles the windows. I feel every hot pulse filling me up, and I come again just from that. Fifth time? Sixth? I lost count.
When it’s finally over, I’m a puddle, sweaty, shaking, and crying. Nik’s still locked inside me. I can’t freaking feel my legs.
He drops his forehead to mine, breathing hard.
“Good girl,” he rumbles. I almost cry again at that. Then he lifts his head, smiling that wicked smile. “Knot’s gonna go down in a few minutes, Red.” He traces my bottom lip with his thumb. “You know what happens then?” I shake my head. “Then I put you over my knee.”
Chapter Nine
NIK
