I pulled her ass cheeks apart, inspecting the placement of the pleasure device as well as the glistening, wet folds of her pink pussy. She was soaking wet; the scent called to the beast in me, a scent I could not ignore.
“I don’t need you to put something… there.”
I gave her one gentle swat to her already pink ass. “Yes, you do. The last time, you loved it. Remember, we are mated and I know what you need. You need this and I will give it to you.” I tapped the base of it once and she gasped. “You will love it.”
In one swift movement, I lifted her hips, rotated her body so her stomach pressed to mine, and brought her pussy to my eager lips. She cried out, her legs flailing for a moment before her knees came to rest on my shoulders, but I ignored the sound, desperate to taste her again, to fuck her core with my tongue.
Invading her body, I welcome the transformation I felt flow through my own. My muscle cells burst and reformed, larger, stronger. My gums receded and I felt the fierce tips of my teeth as I licked her pussy from front to back, hard, swirling the tight tip of my tongue over and around her clit, over and over again until her thighs tightened around my face and she whimpered, pushing against me with shaking hands.
Sucking her clit into my mouth, I growled then, low and deep. Loud. So loud that I knew the vibrations of it could probably be felt down the long corridor, and the reverberations would strike her clit like a sonar blast, forcing her over the edge.
Sarah’s whimpered cries pleased me as her pussy pulsed with her release. I shoved my tongue deep, riding out the storm of her orgasm, stroking the inner walls of her body hard and fast, drawing out her pleasure.
When it was over, I stood, swinging her body up and around in my arms in a circle, until I had her mouth beneath mine, her breasts crushed to my chest, her tight, wet pussy inches from my huge cock.
She drew back with a shudder and looked me over, from the bulging size of my shoulders to the elongated features I knew now marked my face. I expected fear, shock, repulsion. But her eyes simply widened and she fought for breath. “Holy shit, you’re hot, Dax.”
“When this night is through, you will be mine. We will be bonded, mated, joined. The fever will be gone and all that will remain is you and me. You’ll be mine forever, Sarah. I will never let you go.”
Her eyes flared at my possessive words and I watched as a shiver raced over her body. I shook with the need to let my beast free. Perhaps she sensed it, for she lifted her chin in challenge.
“Make me yours, Dax. You’re still holding back.”
Sweat dripped from my brow onto her breast and I leaned down to lick her dry, to trace its path between her cleavage before working my way back up to her neck. I nibbled there, holding her perfectly still in my arms as she squirmed to get closer.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I admitted. “I don’t know what the beast will do.” It was on a short leash, tugging and yanking to be set free, ready to fuck hard.
“You’ll never hurt me.” She leaned her head back, giving me—no, giving my beast the gift of her exposed neck, her trust.
I shook my head and squeezed my eyes closed. Spanking was one thing, but I’d never given my beast free rein before. “You can’t be sure.”
“Dax,” she whispered, then waited for me to open my eyes. “I can be sure. You won’t hurt me. Your beast, it won’t hurt me either. We’re mated, remember? You might know that I really like a plug in my ass.”
Her cheeks flushed bright pink at her admittance.
“But I know that you would never hurt me.” She swallowed, licked her lips, then continued. “I want it. I want you. I want both of you. Let him out, Dax. I want to meet your beast.”
That was the last of my control. With those words, I snapped, the beast breaking free and I roared. My cock throbbed and pulsed, thickening even more, ready to fill her. I felt my muscles shift again, my body enlarging with agonizing pain. Sharp teeth pricked my lower lip and I could feel my hands shifting curve and angle so I could grip her better, hold her still as I took her. There would be no escape for her.
“Dax.” Trembling fingers traced the harsh angles of my face, but the beast did not smell fear, which was a blessing. I was beyond the point where I could offer comfort or ease her doubts. My beast was in full command now, and he only had one answer for everything.
“Mine.”
She wiggled in my arms, reaching up to kiss me. “Yes. I’m yours.”
The beast growled, but liked her answer, like the soft press of her lips to mine. I walked forward without speaking another word, taking her to a padded wall where I knew I could take her the way I wanted to without hurting her. The beast always fucked standing, never laid down, never let down his guard. It was the Atlan way and the room was prepared for it. “Mine.”
“Yes.” Her back hit the wall and I pulled her ass cheeks wider, spreading her wet pussy open wide above the head of my cock.
“Mine.” I impaled her against the wall in one hard, fast thrust. She was so hot, so wet, so fucking tight I nearly exploded, the plug in her ass rubbing the base of my cock with each stroke. My existence narrowed to her: her eyes, her scent, her soft cries and softer skin. The wet pussy waiting to take my seed. “Mine.”
“Oh, God.” Her words did not please my beast. I was her only god now.
“Mine!” The beast thrust harder, his growl fierce and unyielding as I buried my cock as deeply in her pussy as I could go. Holding her in place with my body, I lifted her arms over her head and attached the cuffs to the magnetic locks in place above her. She tried to lower her arms, then gasped as I lifted her legs and plunged into her again and again, lifting her hips higher on the wall with each thrust.
I did not relent through her first orgasm, fucking her harder and faster as she moaned and whimpered before me. I could do this for hours, and would, until my beast was satisfied. I fucked her hard, her knees draped over my elbows so I could hold her legs open, wide open. With each thrust of my cock her breasts jiggled and danced just for me. Her eyes drifted closed, the strained lines of ecstasy creased her face as she came again, as her pussy clamped down on my cock like a vise. The sight was mesmerizing and I knew I would kill to protect her. My loyalty belonged to her alone, not king or country, not to any planet or family line. I belonged to her. Only Sarah. “Mine.”
Sarah cried out her pleasure once again as my beast roared with joy. It was going to be a long night and Sarah was going to love every minute of it. We would be truly connected now, soul deep. Nature took over and started the bonding process, the scent of my bonding pheromones filled the air around us and I pulled her head close to my skin, ensuring she breathed in my scent, marking her flesh, scenting her, making her mine at last. The beast growled in agreement as she nipped at my chest.