Chapter Six
CJ
He held me against the wall, his prisoner. Completely under his control. The sense of danger, of unease, made my heart race, my breathing hitch. God, I was so wet my arousal already coated my inner thighs. I was hot and aching and empty. Beast or man, I didn’t care. I wanted him to fuck me, fill me up. Fingers. Cock. Tongue. I’d take anything he would give me.
Before I could say anything further, his hand came down on my ass with a quick sting. “Hey!” I cried, trying to shift.
“My mate will not behave like this.” He swatted me again, harder, sharper. The burn raced straight through me to my clit, and I gasped, nearly sobbing.
“My mate will not expose what belongs to me to anyone else.” His hand landed on my bare bottom again. Twice. Three times. Four. Each fiery swat made me twist and writhe in his unrelenting grip, and made me so needy my core throbbed in time to my heartbeat.
“You don’t even want me!” I cried out. My butt was on fire. While the swats hadn’t been all that hard, his hand was huge. The sting morphed into something more, and I was getting off on this. I liked his domination—just like in the dream.
“Mine.” His voice was deeper, rough. Different.
He stilled, his body going tense as his hand settled from swatting my naked backside to petting it. Up and down. Over and over as if he’d never get enough of the feel of my skin.
Mine.The word had slipped out, I was sure of it. I’d riled him up. Pissed him off, pushed him further than I’d pushed any guy before. Hell, no one had ever spanked my bare ass. As if I’d ever let them. But Rezzer had said his beast should want me. The beast the Hive had hurt. That change in his voice, the rough growl, was just like in my dream. Was he changing? Was this crazy idea of mine actually working? There was only one way to find out.
I had to piss him off more.
“Well, you can tell your beast to shove it. I’m ready now. Take me to medical. I’ll choose someone else, an Atlan warrior with a nice—”
Swat! Swat!
“Big—”
Swat! Swat!
“Cock.”
The last word made him growl, and he moved, plastered his body to my back. He rubbed the front of his pants over my sore, sensitive bottom, the extra irritation only driving me out of my mind. “The only thing my beast is going to shove is a very big cock up that tight pussy of yours. You’re wet, aren’t you, mate? I can smell your arousal.”
His voice changed as he spoke. Deeper. Rougher. And his body moved, shifted up and over me even though I knew he wasn’t standing on his toes. I looked down and saw his feet firmly planted on the ground. His feet didn’t move, so I turned my head and blinked.
He’d grown. Like a foot. His features were bigger. His jaw more pronounced and the section of silver had expanded with him. His brow looked heavier, more primitive. His green eyes were a bit wild, larger, and there was nothing I could recognize as human in them. His teeth were more prominent, pointed. He was huge. Everywhere. Not like before. This was more; like someone had pumped extra mass into his muscles, blown him up until he looked like my personal CGI monster. Like a video game character. One too big to be real. A caricature of himself.
I was looking at a predator. A killer. A beast.
My heart raced with panic, faster than a hummingbird’s wings, and his touch gentled. His eyes softened. His beast looked his fill, his grip on my wrists steady as iron, but not hurting me.
I was looking at a warrior. A protector. An Atlan Warlord.
Um…wow. This was the beast? Okay. His clothing stretched taut, like putting on little kid’s clothes when you’re full grown. They no longer fit his frame. I heard rips at the seams, felt the bulge of his cock against my back.
“Mine.” The word was barely recognizable, more of a growl. Monosyllabic, as if it were difficult for him to speak in this form.
“Rezzer.”
“Fuck you now.” He leaned down, way down, and smelled my hair like a hunter scenting prey. “Give you big cock.” He threw my taunt back in my face, and I would have laughed if his words didn’t make my pussy go into spasms, rippling around nothing. Desperate to be filled.
It worked! This had to be his beast. And God, his dirty talk was totally turning me on.
He stepped back, his hand still holding me in place facing the wall as he loosened his pants.
He wasn’t kidding. Oh God. He was going to fuck me, right here. Right now. Up against the wall.
I took a slow, deep breath and forced myself to relax as I pressed my forehead to the cool wall. This was what I’d wanted. Rezzer. My mate. Going all beastly and out of control.