He is dangerous.
But I’ve lost the ability to worry about what he may do to me.
All I can do is hold on and dare him to fuck me harder, which I do by writhing beneath him.
He smiles, but it’s not a kind look on him. It’s dark. It’s predatory. It’s sexy as hell.
This male is the epitome of Alphas everywhere.
He’s the one that makes other Alphas bow.
Except maybe Caius and Volt, who are both standing nearby watching, their gazes searing my flesh.
I can feel their need, sense the rising inferno building in the room between the four of us.
It’s overwhelming and intoxicating and I’m absolutely done fighting this. What’s the point? I’ll die if this Alpha doesn’t come inside me. I need his essence like I need air.
“Please, Tieran,” I choke out, his palm loosening enough to allow me to breathe, but the dominance is there, the threat lingers, his savagery is just beneath the surface, threatening my very existence.
But there’s a glimmer in his gaze that I trust.
A hint of knowledge and coherency that tells me he’s not lost himself in this cloud of need. He’s still very much in control. It’s me who has lost myself to this passionate oblivion.
He’s my anchor.
The one who will forever ground me.
The Alpha that my wolf craves to mark as her own.
His feral smile turns kinder now, the glint in his blue eyes morphing into one of pleasure. “There you are,” he whispers. “My sweet little wolf. My intended.”
I’m utterly lost to him now.
This Alpha.
This powerful being.
My wolf’s chosen one.
She wants them all. The whole circle. And there’s nothing I can do to stop her now.
I’m finally starting to understand what he’s been telling me about going into heat. It’s a dangerous mindfuck that threatens my very sanity.
It turns me into a being of lust.
An animal lost to her instincts.
And while a part of me knows this should truly concern me, I can’t help giving into it.
I kiss Tieran.
I sink my teeth into his lip to make him bleed.
And I swallow the aftermath of our mingled essences.
He growls.
I growl back.
And our frenzy turns into animalistic insanity.
He’s brutal.
I’m feral.
Our beasts are mating through our skin, the wolves driving us toward a rapture that will probably kill me.
I don’t care.
I chase after it.
And he chases me.
He drives me forward.
He destroys me.
He owns me.
His palm squeezes my throat, cutting off my airway, demanding I look at him and beg him to release me with my eyes.
But he doesn’t.
Instead, he fucks me harder.
Then he roars as he reaches the precipice of his climax, and exquisite agony shoots into my core.
I scream, the unexpected penetration sharp and sending me spiraling into a darkness I can’t navigate without light.
It’s terrifying.
It’s amazing.
It’s melting me from the inside out.
Air fills my lungs, Tieran forcing me to breathe. Sensation hits me in my belly and ripples out to my limbs, leaving me a writhing, crying mess beneath him.
But it’s a good feeling.
Like I’ve been ripped apart and put back together again.
As though I’ve finally become one with my wolf.
He’s still shuddering on top of me, his lips whispering reverently over mine.
It goes on for hours.
Maybe actually only minutes.
That pulsating knot inside me hot and filling me to completion over and over again.
Until it finally starts to withdraw, leaving me empty and aching for so much more.
I meet his gaze, see the very real concern in his depths and the care deep within.
He doesn’t really want to hurt me. He wants to test me. To mate me. To see how much my wolf can take to make me a worthy mate.
I understand because my animal feels the same.
Which is exactly why I claw at his back again.
Why I lift my hips into his.
Why I growl and snarl at him to do it again.
He smiles, his lips brushing mine. “Challenge accepted, Clove.” It’s softly worded and underlined in hedonistic need.
He takes me harder this time, pushing me to my very limits before we both explode in hot waves of ecstasy.
His teeth skim my shoulder and neck, the Alpha deciding where he wants to claim me.
But he doesn’t bite me yet. It’s a taunt. A promise. There’s more tests to come. A trial he wants my wolf to pass.
Which is when he finally releases me and rolls me toward Volt and Caius, who are waiting on the bed with hungry expressions.
I almost weep, my body exhausted and used.
But that tightening sensation inside me tells me I need them.
And I need them now.
I don’t even think, I just crawl, taking Volt inside me as I straddle his waist. He groans, his palms finding my breasts as I move.
Caius sits up beside me, his fingers weaving into my hair as he tugs me into a kiss that is all heat and passion and sex.
He doesn’t hold back, his tongue dominating mine in a manner similar to Tieran, but different, too.
Volt tweaks my nipples, a low growl coming from him as he demands my full focus.
I leave Caius’s mouth and continue to writhe, only to find myself on my back in the next breath with Volt stealing my vision.
He wants me to see him, to know him, to be here with him.
I can sense that desire radiating through his Alpha energy and I accept it by pressing my lips to his.
He purrs, pleased.
And I growl, demanding more.
I hear Tieran chuckle, but it’s quickly lost to the sounds coming from Volt’s chest.
He’s thicker than Tieran, stretching me wider, but he’s not as long. His strength is different, too. He’s all muscular prowess and confident thrusts.
A different pace.
A harsher style.
And his eyes hold an edge to them that tell me he’s going easy on me right now. That one day he’s going to be rougher. Perhaps even sadistic.
My wolf mewls in response, approving of his inner beast and the dark urges shining in his ebony irises.
“That’s it, sweetling,” he whispers. “Take me. Embrace me. Mate me.”