Corruption (6 page)

With the way she was bent over him, he saw the wonderful welts he’d given her, and he couldn’t look away. She was all his, and tonight he was going to make sure she became addicted to his touch.

V
ic watched his
cock slide in and out of her mouth, but pulled out of her with a resounding pop; he didn’t want to come this way. He turned her around and pushed her face down on the bed. He wanted her ass filled with his spunk, wanted it dripping down her anus and pussy, along her inner thighs, and soaking the sheets. He wanted his masochist filled—by him, with him—until she couldn’t get enough.

He reached for the lube on the small table by the bed. The room was set up for an entire night of play, an entire evening of unobstructed, private torture, and agony. Along with unimaginable pleasure.

Vic spread her cheeks apart and just stared at the tight ring of muscle for a second. Tilting the bottle, he let the clear liquid slide down the crease of her ass and over her hole. He used his thumb to spread it around and then pushed it inside, making sure she was nice and slick when he shoved his dick into her.

“Vic.” The one word came from her as he removed his thumb and replaced it with a finger, before adding another one.

Scissoring the digits inside of her, stretching her so she could take his thick dick had sweat dripping down his spine, his wolf coming to the forefront even more. He wanted to shift, wanted to mark her in the way only his animal would allow, but this was about his human side right now.

He needed this, needed her surrender like he needed to breathe.

He coated his erection with the lube, making sure he was slick so she could easily take him. Then he was right back behind her, guiding his dick into her ass without delay. He placed his hand on the nape of her neck, pressed her face into the mattress, showing her he was the one in charge; he was the dominant one.

The tip of his dick popped through the tight ring of muscle of her asshole. He let go of the root of his cock and started to push into her fully, feeling her muscles stretch around him and take his length.

The sensation aroused at pushing through all of her hot, lube-slicked tightness had his head falling back and his eyes closing, his pleasure mounting. He waited a few seconds while he let her adjust to his size. Being balls deep in her ass was exquisite torture. Kitty breathed hard, her pants of pleasure and pain filling his ears. Then he started moving back and forth. She tried to turn her head, but he pushed her face down on the bed with a hand to her neck, needing her to submit like this. Her ass was in the air, her body stretched out, and his wolf howled in desire that she was presented to him in mating.

The air left him harshly when she squeezed her inner muscles. He pulled almost completely out of her ass before thrusting back inside her hard enough that her upper body shifted forward on the bed, her cry or pleasure and pain loud, distinct.

“That’s it, baby. Give yourself to me. Just let go.” In and out, he moved within her, increasing his speed every second until his entire body was covered in sweat, and a few beads from his temple dripped onto her back. He pulled back only far enough to look down at where his dick was deep within her ass. The sight of the thickness of his cock tunneling in and out of her body, the ring of muscles snugly wrapped around him, had his orgasm rushing forward. He curled his fingers into her neck and she moaned. “I want you to come while I’m ass fucking you. I want you to get off knowing your mate is hurting you but pleasuring you, too.” He brought his hand back and smacked her ass hard enough that a red handprint formed instantly.

She cried out for more.

He let his gaze travel over the bruises forming on her ass and smoothed his hand over them. He was very close to coming, but he wanted to feel her clench around him as she found her own release first. He needed her to get off at the same time he did.

Vic was panting now as he increased his speed, doing everything in his power to hold his orgasm back. Pulling out and resting the tip of his dick at the entrance of her ass, he slammed into her with so much force that he reared his head back and growled. He did this repeatedly, and then he felt her ass clench along his shaft, her orgasm close.

He fucked her harder, slapped her ass with his hand over and over again. She cried out long and hard, and he pumped into her faster and harder. Her orgasm was like a drug coating the air. He couldn’t get enough of it. He inhaled deeply and let his own orgasm burst forth.

Groaning out and coming forcefully in her ass, he filled her up, marking her, fully claiming every fucking part of his mate until there would never be any doubt that she was his. When his pleasure subsided, Vic pulled out of her ass, and collapsed on the bed beside her. She fell forward, breathing heavily, covered in perspiration. After a few minutes, she rolled onto her back and Vic admired the way her large breasts swayed from the action. Her eyes were closed, but when he reached out and pushed a strand of her damp hair away, she opened her eyes and looked at him.

“You’re mine, Kitty. I’ve taken you, claimed you, and because of that, you’ll always be mine.” He pushed himself up and stared down at her. Do you understand me, understand what that means, Kitty?

She swallowed and then licked her lips. “Yes,” she said softly.

“Is that what you want? To be owned and possessed by your mate?” There was no running. She wouldn’t leave him, wouldn’t try to escape, She was his irrevocably, and he could see that affirmation in her eyes.

“And being mine means no other man will touch you or look at your body, Kitty,” he said on a growl. “You’ll not strip anymore. I’ll find you work where you keep your clothes on.”

It didn’t take her more than a few moments to answer, but before she did, she pushed herself up on the bed and looked down at her hands. “I’m not a normal person, Vic.” She looked up at him. “I have no family, no friends. I’m alone in this world, and stripping was what made me feel alive, because when I was stripping I could be someone else, could pretend that I wasn’t this girl who had lost everything. I’m just a girl that takes off her clothes for money.” She breathed out. “I don’t expect you to understand,” she said softly.

He could sense her loneliness, could feel it as if it were his own. “I understand, baby,” and he did. Before he’d met his mate, he hadn’t known what it meant to be whole. He hadn’t realized that he’d had been lonely; he had used random women to try and sate the hole in his soul. But then he’d seen Kitty, had been overbearing with her, possessive and territorial. She hadn’t run though; she had come to him with an open mind, and he’d shown her that she’d never have to be alone again.

“You’re my mate. There isn’t anything or anyone that can change that,” he said and cupped her chin. “And because of that, you’ll always have someone. I’ll always be in your corner, be on your side.” His wolf rubbed along his skin, wanting to comfort his mate. “This is fast, and yes, very crazy, I admit, but you’re mine, Kitty. I’d kill anyone that thought they could take you away from me.” He knew his eyes flashed white with his wolf, but she didn’t shy away; she wasn’t frightened.

“This is all so confusing. How I feel for you, about all of this, confuses me.”

“I know, baby,” he stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Just say you’ll be mine and you’ll never be alone.

She stared at him, her acceptance, confusion, and wariness thick in the air. “I want to see where this goes, even if a part of me is afraid.” She smiled, and he didn’t wait to pull her in and cradle her body against his. She was his mate, his life, and although Vic was dangerous in his own right, he’d make the world safe for Kitty.

Because once a shifter found his mate, he’d move heaven and hell to make sure nothing broke that bond.

The End

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