KASMINE.
It was painful at first but got better when he introduced his fingers to the party. He circled, pinched, and rubbed my clit as his hips jerked up, meeting my rhythmic moves.
“Oh, fuck. You’ll be the end of me, Kasmine,” he rolled his eyes, and I saw the raw pleasure in them.
The pain and pleasure were so overwhelming that I thought it wouldn’t end anytime soon. And it didn’t. At least, not with Kester. Not when he fucked like he was collecting a debt I owed him.
I was scared we might not be done by the time we reached the pack. I saw the familiar territory come into view. We were less than fifteen minutes away.
“Kester… We are close,” I managed through ragged breaths and blurry eyes, but he only smirked.
“Scared mum and dad would see us fucking?” He asked, plunging into me so hard it felt like he was right in my chest.
I leaned down and kissed him, cupping his face in my trembling hands as my release coiled tighter and hotter.
He seemed to like it whenever I did that because I felt his body tense, and I knew he was approaching his climax too.
That power-knowing I could bring the almighty Alpha Kester to the edge-made me dizzy with need. Blood rushed to my lower region, and the pleasure became overwhelming.
“Fuck it, Kasmine. Fuck me harder,” he groaned, his nails digging into the flesh of my ass.
Sweet, blinding sensation made me bite down on his lower lip so hard until coppery heat flooded my tongue. I was tasting him. Drinking him.
He moaned when I nibbled on the spot where I had just bitten. I was too far gone to even realize what I had just done or the consequences it came with.
I barely registered the sharp sound of his breath and the way his cock jerked inside me in response.
Suddenly, he stiffened.
For a moment, the only sound between us was our ragged, heaving breaths. Then, Kester let out a slow, cruel chuckle.
His lips curled into a smirk, but his eyes-Gods, his eyes. The darkest storm. Bottomless. Endless. Dangerous. He narrowed them into slits.
“Bite harder, baby,” he commanded in a voice that sounded like a rasping growl, sliding into my bloodstream like a spell. “Show me who you belong to.”
Stupid me. Foolish me! I obeyed. I didn’t even process his words.
Like a senseless child, I obeyed! My teeth sank deeper, more of his blood spilling onto my tongue, coating my lips.
“Harder, Kasmine!” He growled, almost as if he was deriving pleasure from the pain of the bite.
There was something about his command I couldn’t resist. It was almost as if I was being compelled to obey. And just like that, I bit down one more time.
His eyes darkened as if something inside him just snapped.
Suddenly, he grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look at the storm behind his eyes, and without warning, he sank his teeth into my bottom lip, drawing blood.
I gasped as he licked it slowly, groaning like he was tasting something forbidden.
I didn’t expect him to bite back. I mean… I only did it because of the sheer pleasure I felt. Why did he feel the need to bite back?
Ecstacy, I guess.
He whispered something dark as he licked the blood off my lips-“You want to play dangerous games, little sister?” He licked the last drop of my blood from his tongue, savoring it like he was drinking in a piece of my soul. ” Now you’re truly mine.”
He shoved his cock deeper into me, not giving me the chance to digest his words. Pleasure exploded through me, ripping me to pieces.
I felt everything. His cock buried so deep I could feel him in my fucking soul as we both shattered in each other’s arms.
I felt his warm cum sprout right inside my womb while mine coated his cock.
I should have been worried about the number and quantity of cums Kester pours inside me every time, but thankfully, I was on birth control. So, there was nothing to worry about.
I was too gone to care about anything except the way Kester’s strong arms wrapped around me.
The heat, the exhaustion, the absolute ruin of it all had me slumping against his chest, my body boneless and weak.
Sleep was dragging me under, pulling me into a place of warmth and exhaustion, but then Kester’s gruff voice yanked me out of my daze.
“You do realize what you just did, don’t you?” He asked, and my eyes fluttered, barely managing to stay open.
I tried to lift my gaze, but it felt impossible. The heaviness in my limbs, the aftershocks of pleasure, made me sluggish. Too slow.
“What… what do you mean? What did I do?”
“The bite, baby. The blood. We took from each other.” He said, and my heart slammed against my ribs so hard that I was sure he could feel it. His eyes flicked down to my thundering pulse point, and his smirk only deepened.
“What are you talking about, Kes?” I asked, my brows narrowed as my eyes scanned his desperately, hoping he was just trying to pull my legs. But, sadly, Kester never pulls anyone’s legs. Whatever he says is always serious business.
He ran his thumb over my lips, scooping the last trace of my blood, brought it to his mouth, and licked it off with a slow, agonizing swipe of his tongue.
“Ever heard of the Blood Claim?” He asked and my heart screeched to a stop as realization began to set in.
No. No.
The Blood Claim was a ritual that binds two mateless wolves together until one or two of them find their mates.
It was way different from the usual bonding mark, but they were both very potent.
In fact, the Blood Claim was used when a man demanded submission from a female wolf who had no mate. It thrives on total submission and obedience from the female wolf for as long as she remains unmated.
My stomach twisted violently.
I swallowed hard, slowly trying to push myself off of him, but he held me firmly, still maintaining his smirk.
“You can’t run from it, Mine,” he murmured, satisfaction dripping from his tone.
“There’s no way in hell I’m bound to you, Kester!” I breathed, rage curling hot in my gut. “Why didn’t you stop me? Why did you make me bite you? Why did you bite me back?! I sobbed, “Kester… You are my brother!”
His smirk was a brand, burning itself into my memory.
“You wanted it just as much as I did,” he said simply.
I wished I could wipe off that smug look he had on his face. He looked satisfied and accomplished.
“I want to take it back,” I choked out. “I… I don’t want this-” Gods, I sounded stupid, knowing that the only way to undo this was to pray my birthday comes faster.
“You don’t get to take that back, Kasmine. You don’t get to claim me and still think you have a choice.”
He fisted a handful of my hair in his hand, pulling me closer until we were just a breath away from each other.
“From this moment on, I don’t just control you physically.” His voice dropped, dark and possessive. “I own your mind, your choices, your fate.”
A shudder racked through me.
“I don’t have to ask for your submission anymore, Kasmine. I expect it.”
“No, Kester…” I whimpered, my body trembling beneath his hold.
“You sealed your fate the moment you tasted my blood.” His lips brushed my jaw, his breath hot against my skin. “You’re mine now. Completely.”
I held his gaze, trying to muster up what little defiance I had left in me, “Not for so long, Kester. I’ll find my mate in two weeks, and I’ll gain my freedom from you.”
He scoffed like I had just blabbed something stupid, “You won’t get to meet your mate, Kasmine. You will never be with another man who isn’t me.”