HAPTER 170: Second Claim
CHAPTER 170: Second Claim
RHEA
I can see the change happening in front of my eyes. Aron’s eyes shift from their dark colour, turning lighter until there’s only
a small ring of darkness in them. His hands are curled in fists as he stands in front of the bed and watches me.
His chest is rising and falling with his every breath.
My gaze lowers and I notice that there’s a strain in his pants, the length of his cock outlined in the sweatpants.
I need it. I want it. It’s aching inside me to have him inside of me. I need him to fill the emptiness, to ease the pain, the need that’s burning inside of me. It feels even worse than before. More painful. More intense. More desperate.
“Fuck,” His low growl rips through the silence of the room.
My hand wraps around his wrist and he doesn’t fight it. He doesn’t try to stop me as I tug on him and bring him closer to me before his body covers mine. He hovers over me and then presses his lips to mine. It’s a kiss, a deep kiss that’s filled with so much lust, and want.
My hands trail over the fabric on his chest before moving down. I want it gone. I need it gone.
When my hand moves to the waistband of his sweatpants, I pull it down, my other hand joining in. His mouth trails from mine to my neck, sucking and biting. My eyes shut close and a whimper leaves my lips. His hands grab mine before he pulls them above my head, pinning them down with his.
“Aron-” His mouth cuts off the rest of my sentence when I moan out, feeling him grind his cock over my sensitive, slick folds.
“Not quite.” He breathes against me.
A shudder passes through my body at his words, but before I can register them, before I can think, his cock thrusts inside of me, filling me in, making my breath hitch in my throat. It feels too much, but not enough at the same time.
My hips lift, wanting him to move and he does. Slow at first, and then faster, deeper, and harder. His lips are at my ear, his teeth nipping at the sensitive flesh, before his tongue soothes over it, making another whimper escape.
“More.” I whisper, feeling him push me to the edge.
“What have you become, little wolf?” His hips roll against mine in a slow pace, his cock dragging against the sensitive flesh before thrusting in and out of me in a deep thrust.
I can barely form words. Barely speak. I can’t even see him. Only the feel of him, all around me.
“I don’t–I don’t know.”
His hand slides down to grip my thigh, pulling my leg high to change the angle. When he moves, I feel him sliding in even deeper until he hits something deep inside me that makes me cry out.
“There,” He hisses out. “Like that, don’t you?”
My nails dig into his shoulders, “Yes–fuck–yes.”
He grinds his cock against me before sliding it back in, and out again, setting the pace, faster. It’s more feral than before, and when I open my eyes, and meet his gaze, it’s all different.
I’m not seeing Aron, but something else. Someone else. His eyes, the darkness. His grip. Everything is different. And I realize what has changed. What he’s been afraid of.
I don’t say a word, only my body responds.
He lets go of my hands and they slide down to his chest. His hands grab the underside of my thighs and pushes my legs back, spreading me open for him.
“Aron-” My voice fades as his cock pushes into me.
“He’s not here anymore, little wolf.”
His cock fills me up and stretches me in the most painful way, the way it makes my breath hitch in my throat.
My fingers curl around the sheets underneath me as his pace changes again. His thrusts are faster and harder. He slams into me, his fingers gripping me my waist, holding me in place.
“Are you going to come for me?” He breathes out.
I can’t even form a sentence. A single word. I’m lost in him.
He leans down, pressing his chest against mine. His mouth moves to my neck and I feel him sucking on my skin. His teeth scrape the sensitive spot on the curve of my neck and shoulder.
A cry of pain escapes me and I try to move back, but he’s too strong. He holds me in place, his body covering mine, and then he bites.
CHAPTER 170: Second Claim
“Aron-”
Pain surges through me out of nowhere and I don’t take it in until a moment later when his teeth dig into me, and then, I feel it.
My orgasm washes through me like a violent force, making my entire body tense before a scream of pleasure erupts out of me. I feel his tongue licking over my skin, his mouth moving, his teeth biting, marking me again, before his thrusts become wilder. And then, I feel him spill inside of me.
“Fuck.” He breathes out against my skin.
My vision blurs and I’m barely aware of anything around me until he pulls back. And that’s when I see it. The blood on his lips. My blood.
“What did you do?” I whisper, my hand flying to my neck.
“What needed to be done,”
His gaze shifts from mine to my stomach and he places his palm flat against it, his fingers splayed over my bare skin, the heat of it sinking in.
“You can’t. It’s not possible. You don’t-” I stop as my breathing gets heavier.
“I can. And I did.”
My chest rises and falls. No. It can’t be. I severed the bond, the one between Aron and me, the one that connected us. There’s no way this could’ve happened again unless…
He leans forward, pressing his lips against mine and I taste the blood on them.
“I warned you.” His mouth is against mine as he speaks.
“I–how?”
His thumb brushes my bottom lip. “Your wolf,” he breathes out, knowing what I want to ask. “She wants me.” His thumb tugs my lower lip down. “Just as much you want him.”
“Kael.” I utter out his name.
