His hands gripped her hips like he was anchoring himself to reality. Like if he let go, he'd tear the whole world down.
And fuck, he was hard.
Hot. Heavy. Pressing against her thigh with the kind of promise no sane part of her wanted to refuse.
Her moan vibrated into his mouth, and it broke him.
His teeth dragged down her neck,not gentle. Not asking. He scraped the skin just above her pulse, marking her over the glowing bond, and growled so low and raw it made her clench around nothing.
"Please," she gasped, not even sure what she was begging for anymore.
His hand slid between them, fingers plunging into her soaked heat.
She cried out, head tipping back, thighs twitching around his wrist.
He growled again, louder, rougher, as his fingers curled and pumped into her with ruthless precision.
You did this, he snarled in her mind. Touched yourself thinking of me. You begged without a single fucking word.
She bit his shoulder hard enough to bruise.
To brand him back.
He hissed.
And then?
He snapped.
In one brutal motion, he flipped her onto her stomach. Ripped the pillow out from beneath her and shoved it under her hips. A hand slammed between her shoulder blades, pinning her flat to the mattress.
His body covered hers, hot, shaking, massive.
He reached down and tore her legs wider.
Then the head of his cock pressed to her entrance.
Thick. Stretching. Fucking devastating.
"Ronan—" she choked out.
He thrust.
Hard. Deep. All the way.
She screamed.
But not from pain.
From relief.
From the way he filled her like he'd been carved to fit every broken piece of her.
Her walls fluttered around him, slick and pulsing.
And he moved.
Not soft. Not slow.
Like a beast unchained.
He drove into her with wild, merciless rhythm, hips snapping against her ass, dragging wet sounds from between her legs with every thrust.
Mine, he growled again, flooding her head with his voice, deeper than thought. You take me so fucking well. Look at you, dripping for your Alpha.
She sobbed his name, grabbing the sheets, her body already clenching.
Her orgasm slammed through her like lightning.
He didn't stop.
Didn't falter.
His hand wrapped around her throat, not squeezing, just holding, while he pounded into her with animal strength.
The pressure built again. Too fast. Too much.
Her thighs trembled. Her moans turned to whimpers.
And then he shifted position, grabbing her by the hips, slamming her backward to meet each thrust, using her soaked body like she was his.
Because she was.
That's it, his voice snarled in her mind, primal and filthy. Take every inch. Let them hear you scream.
She came again, harder this time, stars behind her eyes, nails ripping the sheets as she slammed her pussy back onto him rolling her hips.
"Fuckkkkkk, cum for me like a good little girl, let that pussy convulse on me so I can knot you." He said infultrating her head....
And GODS she did... her orgasm hitting her like a title wave as she screamed out... and he stilled as she feld his dick throb her in her almost making her cum again at the sensation but then came his knot.
It stretched her, shoved deep, locking inside with a sharp sting that made her arch and cry out as her body tried to suck him deeper like it was made just for him.
He groaned.
Loud. Feral. Ruined.
And then he bred her.
Thrusts slow but deep, grinding against the tight seal of their bond, pushing every drop into her until she swore she could feel it in her fucking chest.
Meant to carry me. Meant to keep me. Yours. Always.
He didn't stop until she was shaking, drenched, dripping, stuffed full and knotted like a bitch in heat.
He collapsed over her, chest against her back, teeth grazing her shoulder as his hands slid under her body and held her like she might vanish if he let go.
She didn't speak.
Couldn't.
Neither did he.
But the bond between them buzzed with so much heat, so much need, she knew this wasn't over.
He wasn't done.
And neither was she.