A low moan escapes my throat, my insides clenching with a foreign need that feels so much more intense than before. It… it hurts.
I curl into a ball, only for a snout to press into my neck, the pressure freezing me in my prone form.
The huge wolf growls, causing my animal to perk up with immediate interest. Tieran. I recognize his presence, his Alpha energy the source of my fall.
I go limp beneath his touch, aware that he’s very much the superior predator on this island.
It seems everyone else has conceded as well, his howl bringing all the others to their proverbial knees.
Or maybe he slaughtered them all.
I’m really not sure, and I’m too focused on his snout to ask.
He inhales deeply, the sound reverberating against my neck as he draws his snout along my throat. I swallow, making him growl again.
I can feel the man beneath the fur, controlling the desire radiating from his beast.
His restraint is addictive. It makes my wolf want to push him. I’m not sure why or what she’s hoping to accomplish, so I ignore the urge and remain still as he draws his nose down to my breasts.
My nipples bead for him, begging for his mouth, his teeth, his hands.
But all he does is take in my scent, his low grumble telling me he doesn’t appreciate the mud marring my skin.
He nudges me to my back, his lethal mouth trailing down to the apex between my thighs.
My legs part for him, my skin damp from the water and mud and the desire that seems to be pouring out of me. I’ve heard about the mating process, how it can make females react in wanton and animalistic ways. But no one warned me about this agonizing ache or the abundance of fluids.
A groan slips from my lips as my insides pulse, slickening me even more at my heated center.
What is happening to me? I wonder.
Tieran rumbles, making my muscles tense.
Then his tongue slides between my folds.
Not as a wolf but as a man.
He shifted without me even noticing, too lost to the sensations his presence evoked from me. Too lost to whatever the hell this is. Too lost to— Ohhhh….
His tongue is divine incarnate.
I’ve completely lost my mind.
He’s licking me, just a few feet away from the waves. He’s licking me there. He’s tasting me. He’s taking me. He’s— His teeth skim my clit, eliciting a scream from my throat.
“Hmm,” he hums, crawling up and over my body. “Do you need something, little one?” His blue eyes are blazing with liquid fire, his aura blistering with a convoluted mixture of fury and arousal. I can feel it lapping at my skin, threatening to burn me from the inside out. “I told you not to run,” he whispers, his lips less than an inch away from mine.
My wolf tells me to arch into him, to feel the power of his body against mine.
I do.
Because I’m helpless to her instincts.
Helpless to whatever is happening to me.
“I think you need another bath. Maybe I’ll make you take one alone, draw out this agony until you’re ready to really beg.” Such dark words, ones that make my wolf whine in protest.
I wrap my legs around his waist, the bold move purely instinctual, and grind myself against him.
Fuck, I’ve never felt this hot before. Like I’m seconds away from exploding. Except I can’t find the match to finish lighting my fuse. “Tieran,” I groan, grabbing his shoulders and digging my nails into his flesh.
He narrows his eyes. “Topping from the bottom, I see.” His palm finds my throat, giving it a brutal squeeze. “That’s not how I work, little one. I’m Alpha. I top. You’re an Omega. You submit.”
I start to shake my head, his words making no sense. Not an Omega, I want to say, but his grip is too tight on my throat to allow words.
“You ran,” he continues. “You ran and made me chase you. I fought for you, Clove. I’m still wearing their blood, too. It’s on my tongue. Just like your sweet cunt.” His mouth seals over mine, making me taste his words, the decadent flavor of copper and musk sliding easily down my throat.
I groan in response, eager for more.
He chuckles as I suck on his tongue, my beast taking charge of my human form. She’s starving and he’s her lifeline.
I’m merely an observer now, aching inside as my body begs for a release I don’t understand.
His arousal is hard between my legs, and so hot. I mewl, pressing into him again, then suck his tongue even deeper into my mouth.
I want everything. I want him. I want… to feel full.
“Please,” I whisper. “Please, Tieran.” I don’t even know what I’m asking for. But on some base level I do. I want him inside me. To fill me. To please me.
I dig my nails even more into his skin, drawing blood as I shift my body below, grinding against his massive length.
Oh, moon.
I saw it when he shifted the other day.
I saw it again when he shifted today.
And now… now I’m feeling it against my much smaller body.
It’s enough to make me still, to realize how terrible of an idea this is.
My wolf may want that monster inside me, but it is never going to fit.
And what is that bulge near the base?
I boldly reach between us to touch him, my mind splintering between reason and need. “Why…?” I manage to ask, my fingers grazing the bulbous mass near his groin. It’s not his balls. It’s at the top of his shaft. And it’s pulsating.
“Why what?” He reaches between us to wrap my palm around his thick cock, allowing me to really feel that length.
And yeah, that’s not going inside me.
He’s way too big.
A thought that makes me whimper because my wolf is demanding I try.
“Are you asking why I won’t fuck you yet, Clove?” His eyes glimmer with cruelty as he stares down at me. “Because I’m not sure I want to claim you. Maybe I should issue my own challenge, hmm?”
My wolf snarls in my head, furious with his words.
And to my horror, some of it comes out through my mouth.
Which makes him chuckle and draw his nose across my cheek as his lips meet my ear. “Don’t worry, darling. My wolf is just as enamored with you as you are with him.”
My animal immediately calms.