I gasp and open my thighs, pushing my pussy into his hand.
“Answer me, Luna,” he growls in that same sharp-edged voice. He drives a second finger into me. “What did you let the last one do? Did you let him lick this sweet cunt like I did last night? Or are they too proud to eat pussy?”
“Nothing,” I whisper, thinking of how Callan dyed my hair and pushed his cock up against me until we both nearly exploded.
“It doesn’t look like nothing,” Axel says. “It doesn’t feel like nothing.
Your cunt’s dripping for them.”
“He didn’t do anything.” My gaze whips toward Axel, and anger replaces memory of Callan. “What’s it to you? They saved me after you-”
“Believe me, I know what I did,” Axel growls, grinding his cock into my thigh while his fingers pump relentlessly into my slick tightness. “I get to be tortured by you every fucking day. How could I forget?”
“Tortured? How am I torturing you?” I buck my hips, panting for more.
He’s torturing me by not letting me find my satisfaction.
He groans and buries his fingers deep inside me. “You’re hot one minute, icy-cold the next. I’m going out of my mind, Luna. I want to fuck you so hard you forget they ever existed.”
His eyes are wild, his fingers stroking the spot inside me that makes me nearly lose my mind. Just when I think I’ll burst, he withdraws his fingers.
I fight back a cry of protest.
“Did you like fucking them?” he asks. My eyes fly wide. “What?”
“Did you like it when those assholes fucked you?” Making tiny thrusts with his hips, he’s breathing through his mouth now, shallow and fast like me as his shaft slides against my slick folds.
“Maybe I did,” I say.
A twig cracks in the woods, and I listen hard. Axel doesn’t seem to notice-he’s too distracted with grinding against my wet pussy.
“Stop fucking around and answer the question,” he snaps.
“Fine,” I say. “Yes, I loved being fucked by him. Is that what you wanted to hear? Now, would you please get off me? I’ve got sticks and leaves poking against me, sand grinding against my skin, and you’re heavy.”
“Are you going to run? Because I will catch you, little mouse. And you might not like what happens then.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’ll reclaim you, and you won’t belong to that mutt any longer.”
He pushes up off me, standing to hold out his hand to me. I take it, stand, and start to knee him between the legs, but he’s too quick for me, as if he expected no less. He grabs my arm and whips me around, so my back is facing him and my arm is bent behind my back.
“Let me go!” I howl.
“Never,” he hisses in my ear. I stomp on his foot.
“You wanna play this way, huh? You like it rough, is that it? Have I been too nice to you?” He marches me forward, his cock jabbing into my back with each step.
Another twig snaps in the woods, and I know someone’s watching us, though I don’t know who. A little thrill races through me, and it’s not fear. I hope it’s Ama, that she can see how much Axel wants me. I arch my back, pushing my backside against him. Axel pushes me away from him, and I start to run. I don’t get three steps before he grabs me from behind, pushing me up against a tree instead of taking me to the ground.
“I hate you,” I snarl, shoving my hips against his, aching for him to quench the fire blazing inside me. He got me going and then left me undone.
He crouches slightly and then slams upwards, ramming his cock inside me with one brutal thrust. I cry out in shock and pleasure and pain, and he
thrusts into me again.
“If you hate me, then why are you so fucking wet every time I touch you?” he growls, pumping his thick cock into me so hard I can barely breathe through the pleasure crashing over me.
I can’t even begin to form words to answer him. My breasts and face will be scraped to shit by the bark, but I don’t care. I want him inside of me, need him to feed my wolf this ecstasy that he gives me every time. He grabs my hair and twists my head to the side, pushing my cheek into the rough tree bark. Then, he bites my neck. I can smell the blood, and it makes me writhe and buck with madness, but he only slams harder and harder into me. I feel a burning stretch near my entrance, but I don’t know what’s happening, why it feels like he’s getting bigger inside me. I just know I have to keep going.
“Fuck,” he says, suddenly, pulling out.
“What?” I ask, stumbling away from the tree in a daze.
“I’m knotting,” he says. “It only happens with a True Mate.”
I look down at the swelling that bulges at the base of his cock, the one I started to feel right before he stopped. “What does that mean?” I ask.
“You’ll see,” he says, pulling me back to him, a determined look in his eye. He seizes the back of my thighs, lifts me up, and impales me with his erection. I can feel a strain when I reach the knotted part at the base, and he
gives a quick thrust, pushing it inside me. The stretch burns, bringing tears to my eyes, but it feels so good to have him all the way inside me that I let out a helpless groan of pleasure. Axel matches it with one of his own.
“Fuck, Luna,” he says, his voice strained. “You feel so fucking good.” He thrusts harder, my back slamming against the tree. I think again of
Ama watching, and my core throbs with heat. Axel lowers his head to my neck again and bites me viciously as he pumps into me. My own wolf tears toward the surface, and I let her claws out, raking them through his skin, inhaling the intoxicating scent of our mate’s blood and sweat. I spread my legs as wide as I can, lolling my head to the side so he can savage my entire neck if he wants to. He can rip my throat out, I don’t care, as long as he keeps fucking me.
His tongue slides along my throat, lapping at the blood, and I rake my claws through his flesh again, slamming my hips against his and crying out each time he rams his cock into me. The knot has grown so big he can hardly move, stretching me until I’m panting and begging for more in the same breath I beg him to stop, it’s too much. My wolf pushes closer to the surface, and I bite down on his shoulder as his cock swells further still, tearing a shriek from my throat. I wrap my legs around him and ride up and down, but I can’t pull free of his swollen knot.
I throw my head back and scream as he pumps deep into my core. I’m swimming in searing pain and ecstasy. I can’t tell which is more severe. And with someone watching us from the woods and Axel’s teeth clamped to my skin, I erupt in an orgasm so intense it threatens to tear me to pieces. My spirit shoots off into the sky from the intensity of pleasure coursing through me. I scream again and again.
Axel throws back his head and roars, claws extending from his hands that grip my hips, holding me down while he grinds deep inside me. Hot spurts of cum shoot into me, filling the core of me as I shriek and writhe and tear at him with fang and claw, a wild thing trapped by the knot stretching me until I can’t bear it as he claims me to the depths of my soul. At last, I can’t take it another moment, and blackness takes me.