Page 57 of Ruin

I squeezed my eyes shut at the disappointment I felt from him.

“But if punishment is what you desire, then you come to me. No one else.” His tone hardened. Another crack. I squealed in surprise, though the burn sent a rush of desire through my flesh, even if I would never admit to being turned on by this rough treatment. “You don’t ask my brothers to punish you—ever again. Do you hear me?” He nipped my ear lobe before soothing his actions with his tongue. Before I could get my thoughts together enough to speak, he lifted himself until his body covered mine and rolled his hips against me again. “Do you want me?” his voice was heavy and dripping with lust.

I nodded, unable to find my voice.

He pulled back and laid beside me. I whined at the loss of his weight and heat, not even satisfied when one heavy leg was slung over my thighs, again. I tried to wiggle closer to him, but he still held my wrists. “Good. Then tell me you understand, or…” His fingers slipped through the wetness of my pussy and he pushed them inside me, unapologetically hard. I gasped, trying to grind back down onto them. He groaned and dropped his forehead onto my back. “Damn, you do want me. Tell me, promise me you won’t ever hurt yourself on purpose again.”

I tried, but I couldn’t think when he moved his fingers, slowly adding another. “I...I…” Oh, jeez what was the question?

Suddenly, his fingers were gone. “Promise me, right now. Or I will not take you again until you do.”

I nodded my head, desperately trying to raise my hips to entice him, I needed him so badly it was consuming me.

“Words, Ember, I need words.”

“Yes...Mother Wolf, Connor! Yes. I promise. I promise.”

Now his fingers were back, sliding forward across my clit before moving back inside me. “What do you promise?” His voice was filled with lust and sin, brushing over me as he teased me mercilessly. My brain struggled to form coherent thoughts. “I promise...” His fingers pulled out completely. I cried out.

“What, Firecracker?” He slid his fingers back inside me stretching my already sensitive inner walls.

“Um, I…mmm.”

He pulled out again and I gave a frustrated moan, bucking and twisting to try and escape his hold on my wrists so that I could touch him. Fire stirred in my blood, my lust becoming hers. “Ipromisetoneverhurtmyselfagain.”

His fingers slid forward again. “And?”

I cried. “Oh gods…I’ll never...use your brothers...to punish me….again.”

“Good girl.” He circled my clit until I was sobbing with need.

“Connor! Please!”

“Now you can have me, Firecracker,” he whispered in my ear. And I cried out as he released my hands and his weight was soon on me, his scent surrounding me. With an arm around my stomach, he pulled me to my knees and held my hips with his large hands. We both groaned as he slipped home and my inner muscles gripped him, not wanting to let him go.

“Damn, Ember, you feel so good.” He panted, driving into me again and again.

“Harder.” My demand was met with a dark chuckle.

“Whatever my queen demands.” Conner gripped my hair and pulled me up until I was arching my back. I swallowed as his hand gently encircled my throat while he pushed power into me, the overwhelming rush making breathing hard. With his thumb he moved my chin until I could just see him. The blue of his eyes was mixed with the darkness and shadow of Prime. A king looking at his prize. “Mine…” he growled.

I swallowed, not sure how much of him was beast, and how much was man. “Connor?”

He stilled, those amazing eyes focused on mine. “Yes, it’s still me, Firecracker. We are all me.” He pulsed that combined power into my core. A moan escaped me at the rush of pleasure it gave me.

He growled, his eyes narrowed, watching my reaction to his combined spirits and the surge of power they sent me.

His hand remained lightly around my throat, possessive, but not pushing further. “Is this okay?”

I blinked at his question, deciding I really liked, no I loved this primal side to Connor.

I smiled, knowing Fire showed in my eyes under my lowered lids. Lust burned through my body. “Yes.” I thrust my sex backwards, rolling my hips as best I could. His grin was pure hunger, right before he kissed me, consuming me with his taste and the softness of his lips. He took back control, holding my hip with one hand and my neck with the other. I whined at the loss of his mouth, but was soon crying out for a different reason. His hand moved from my hip to my clit, stroking as his angle changed, hitting the most sensitive part of my inner walls. Just as I was struggling to breathe past his power, consumed by everything that was my mate, he pinched that sensitive bundle of nerves, sending me hurtling into the most powerful orgasm I’d ever experienced. Finally he reined in his power and that rush of sensation only tipped me over again. I thrust myself back against him, desperately rolling my hips as best I could. He kissed me again, deep and hungry, then released his hold on my neck and that rush of oxygen only tipped me over again.

“Connor!” I screamed his name over and over, as my climax kept going, milking his own from him. He roared, a mixture of beast and man, and sunk his canines into my shoulder, releasing another wave of pleasure that sank right through my flesh and bones and into my very soul. Fire erupted, surrounding us both. Connor released my skin and bellowed my name, his thrusts erratic as the sound of his pleasure echoed out into the forest. We collapsed to the ground, both of us panting.

My whole body tingled and my ears rang. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to, and I really didn’t.

After a few minutes, when we were both breathing normally again, a featherlite kiss brushed my cheek. “No…” I reached around trying to grab Connor when his weight lifted off me.

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