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Chapter Sixteen

“You’re so … fierce and
protective,” Greta whispered.

Tolcan
growled low in his throat.
“Only with you.”
He ran his thumb along her pulse point
below her ear. His cock throbbed, and his balls ached. “I want to be inside of
you. I want to slide my cock deep into your pussy, feel you clench around me,
and have your wetness slide down the length of my dick, Greta. And when you
think I can’t possibly go any deeper, I’ll push that last inch so far inside of
you there isn’t any part of your pussy that I’m not touching.”

“Oh.
God.”
She licked her lips and lifted her hips, causing his hand to press further,
harder against her pussy. He felt her wetness through her pants. “Stop
talking,” she breathed out.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard,
that there will be no doubt
who
you belong to.” This
time he took her mouth brutally, their lips pressing so hard together
circulation was cut off and their teeth clashed together. He rotated his hand
so he could press his thumb to her clit.
Tolcan
rubbed the nub, which he could feel through her thin pants was obscenely
swollen, back and forth.

She writhed under him, held onto
his biceps with an unyielding force, and curled her nails into his flesh.
Pulling back so he could look down at her, all
Tolcan
could think was that she was all his. Taking hold of the material of her shirt,
which was already destroyed, he ripped it the rest of the way off. Her breasts
shook from the force of it, and if possible her nipples hardened even further.

He leaned down and ran his tongue
along her lips. A moan left her, and before she could suck in another lungful
of air he was moving down her body until his face was at the junction between
her thighs. He tore her pants away as well, the material nothing more than thin
paper under his desire. He ran his tongue first along her left inner thigh, and
then moved to her right.

“
Tolcan
…”
Greta had her hands in his hair and tugged at the strands forcefully.

“You have no idea what it does to
me to hear you beg.” He latched his mouth right over her pussy. Her labia were
puffy from her arousal and his suckling. Leaning back to look at her again, he
reached between his legs and rubbed his cock through his pants at the sight of
her. Her clit was swollen and red. A guttural groan left him, and he attacked
her pink flesh like a starving male.

The musky, sweet smell and flavor
of his mate exploded on his tongue, filled his nose, and he licked, sucked, and
bit at her flesh harder. The sounds she made were making him insane, and having
him become more dominant, more aggressive. The image of marking every inch of
her flesh, and having her nails dig into his back swamped him in euphoria. He
fucked her pussy with his tongue, slid it in and out continuously until he
sensed her climax approaching.

Flattening his tongue once more
and slowly dragging it up her slit, he sucked her clit in his mouth at the same
time he thrust one, and then two of his fingers into her clenching body. Her
pussy gripped those digits in rhythmic pulls, and he sucked on the hard bundle
of nerves at the top of her mound with increasing force. It didn’t take long
for her to explode in ecstasy.

Tolcan
didn’t stop his ministrations.
He was so fucking turned on he started pressing his cock into the side of the
bench, thrusting against the cushion to try to ease his own raging desire.
Tolcan
tore himself away from her. The scent of her climax
filled the room, covered his mouth in a slick haze, and every part of him was
on fire.

“Take me,
Tolcan
.”
Her eyes were wide, and her cheeks were red from her orgasm. He had her in his
arms as soon as the words left her mouth. Her face was in the crook of his
neck, and the small, heated puffs of her breath moved along his flesh.

He laid her down on the center of
their pallet. “Lie back with your legs spread as wide as you can get them.”

Her chest rose and fell quickly,
but she did what he said without any hesitation. A deep noise left him in
pleasure that his mate obeyed so nicely. When she placed her feet flat on the
bed and spread her legs wide,
Tolcan
ran a hand over
his mouth. Her pussy lips parted, exposing her inner labia and the pink shading
of them. Her clit was hard and protruded, and the roundness of her ass was
perfection.

For a moment all he did was stare
at her, at the pussy that was his and no one else’s. “Greta, you are
mine
,” he said in a deep voice, not
hiding his arousal. “Your body is mine, and no one will ever touch you but me.
No one will ever think of touching you or they’ll meet a fate that will have
their blood covering my body, and their broken bones at my feet.” Slowly he
slid his eyes from her pussy to her face, and held her gaze with his own. There
would be no other for him, and the same went for her.

She didn’t respond, just breathed
harder. Her cheeks were pink, her pupils dilated, and her lust slammed into him
fast and hard. She was a true submissive in every way, but he also knew that
the submission she so freely gave him was
only
for him, and wasn’t given lightly. She was strong when the time called for it,
like when they were planning strategy with the resistance.

She was his, and he’d do
everything in his power to make it stay that way until he drew his last breath.

****

Greta loved this male, and
although she’d never loved anyone in this way, she knew that she’d never be
able to love another male like this again.
Tolcan
had
shown her the world wasn’t all bad, that there was still hope, and that with an
open mind and strength things could work out in the end.

“My love,”
Tolcan
said softly, and smoothed his hands over her legs as he stared at her. She was
on the bed naked, her legs spread, and
Tolcan
staring
at her like he was barely hanging on to his control. All she could think about
was pushing him further, making him frantic with his need like she was right
now. He gripped the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. The
lights in the cave were barely bright, but they were using solar energy being
harvested miles above them. It was primitive compared to what the Rogues had on
the outside, but the fact they had any kind of artificial light, and did not
have to solely rely on fires, was a miracle, especially being this deep in the
mountains.

Every hard ridge, dip, and bulge
of his muscles were shown in startling clarity, and the bands of his tattoos
creeping up his forearms and biceps had her inner muscles clenching. He was
just so very big. Tall and hard in all the right places, he was the epitome of
masculinity, and he was hers. Submitting to him was easy and pleasurable in
every possible way.

“Turn around and get on your
hands and knees.” He stood, and right before her eyes she watched as he went
for his belt. When that was removed he undid his button and pulled down the
zipper of his pants. The sight of even more hard flesh being revealed
transfixed Greta. His cock, so hard, long, thick, was going to stretch her so
good
, so painfully, she’d come from that first penetration alone.
She knew this with every fiber of her being.

She was so wet, almost
embarrassingly so, and the feel of her arousal sliding down the crack of her
ass had her shifting. But a low growl from
Tolcan
had
her stilling.

He stood before her just as naked
as she was, his thick, hard and long cock standing out from his hairless groin.
She didn’t know why Rogues had no body hair, but seeing every part of
Tolcan
on full display was certainly an aphrodisiac. To be
able to see all of his hard, unobstructed masculinity turned her on to the
point she thought she’d pass out from the intensity of it.

“Get on your hands and knees,
female.” He said the last word on a growl, and she did as he asked,
anticipating it.

Looking over her shoulder she
held her breath as he stalked forward, and really there was no other way to
explain what he was doing. When he was on the bed and positioned behind her,
the chilled sensation that came from him had goosebumps popping out along her
body. It was a heady and intoxicating feeling, but not as much as when he
brought his open palm down on her ass with enough force that the sting had a
cry leaving her. But soon blood rushed to the surface of the erotically abused
area, and her pussy became wetter. He continued to spank her over and over again,
heating her flesh from the inside out, causing her ass to jiggle with each
slap, and grunting out the most deliciously filthy words she had ever heard.

“This will be filled with my cock
when you’re ready, Greta.” He teased her anus, pressed his finger gently
inside, and then pulled it back out. He did this over and over again, having
her lift her ass for more, but not ready to take his large cock back there yet.
She was afraid, she could admit that, but
Tolcan
was
patient with her, especially when it was something sexual that she wasn’t
comfortable trying.

He rubbed the spot he had been
spanking, soothing the pain and mixing it with pleasure. When he pressed his
hips forward so she felt the hard length of him settle between her legs she
forced herself to keep her eyes open. His cock felt so hot, and she wanted to
feel that heat deep inside of her body.

“I’m going to fuck my mate until
there is no doubt she belongs to me.” He brushed the strands of her hair off
her neck, and exposed the side of her throat … where his brand was. She’d been
slightly terrified when he’d first bitten her, marked her with the canines that
had descended during sex. But then this warm pleasure had consumed her. She
knew this male was the one she wanted to stay with, and knowing she had a mark
of claiming, made her feel this intense kind of bonding toward him.

“I love seeing my mark on you,
love seeing the brand I gave my mate.”

Her heart beat hard and fast. He
moved his hand between their bodies, and his knuckles brushed along her sensitive,
soaked flesh. He positioned the thick, bulbous head of his erection at the
entrance of her body, but didn’t thrust in right away. Instead he held very
still, and the only sound Greta could hear was her pulse in her ears and the
way he breathed harshly.

“Ask me for it,
beg your mate
to claim you.”

Greta looked over her shoulder
again, saw his light, almost white blue eyes watching her, and heard the rumble
as he spoke.

“You know I want you. I’ll always
want you.”

With his cockhead nudging at the
entrance of her pussy, and his hands on her hips, his claws digging into her
flesh, ones she always felt when he took her, she knew this male would always
be like this. He’d always inflame her. With one low rumble leaving his throat
he pushed his length into her. It wasn’t slow, wasn’t meant to ease his way
into her body. It was his ownership coming through, and letting her know
nonverbally he was taking what he wanted.

The pain of being stretched by
his size was always there, every time they had sex, and she loved it. Her eyes
watered, but that discomfort morphed into pleasure with each passing second.
The clench of her inner muscles around his dick had a gasp leaving her.
Tolcan
didn’t thrust, but instead held very still. His
balls were pressed right up against her slick flesh, and the sounds that left
him were feral. They created this delicious vibration in every one of her
erogenous zones.

“Fuck, Greta.” He slid his hand
up the center of her back, gripped the nape of her neck, and tightened his hold
ever so slightly “I’m going to fuck you so damn hard.” And with that he started
pulling out of her, and then pushed back in. He did this continuously at an
agonizingly slow pace, one that had her curling her hands into the sheets
beneath her and biting her lip until the taste of her blood filled her mouth.
Tolcan
started pushing into her harder and pulling out of
her faster. Soon beads of sweat covered her flesh.

“Oh, God,” she cried out.

“That’s it,” he said to himself.
The faster and harder he pumped into her, the higher her orgasm climbed. And
when
Tolcan
moved the hand that wasn’t holding her
neck to rub her clit back and forth, she couldn’t hold off the inevitable. She
came explosively, and bit her lip even harder. It hurt, but Greta didn’t care
because stars flashed in front of her eyes, her head grew hazy, and the ecstasy
filled her.

Before her pleasure even waned
Tolcan
pulled out of her, causing a startled whine at being
suddenly empty, to spill from her mouth. He had her flipped around a second
later, then had both of her wrists in one of his huge hands, held them above
her head, and said in a very deep voice, “Keep them there.” He grabbed the
sheet beside her, and in one powerful move tore it until he had a strip long
enough he could use it to restrain her hands to the piece of rock that
protruded from the mountain wall.

Once she was bound with her
breasts thrust out, and the pull of her muscles promising wicked pleasure,
Tolcan
positioned his cock back at her entrance, but this
time he didn’t shove right into her, but instead slowly penetrated her inch by
thick inch. When the root of his cock bumped her clit sparks of electricity
slammed into her. He didn’t give her body time to become accustomed to his size
again, just started fucking her in the way he’d promised. The expression on his
face was fierce and filled with pleasure. Beads of sweat lined his forehead,
trailed down his temple, and landed on her chest. It was like water on a hot
surface as it hit her skin.