Page 89 of Bonded Chaos

“You want me to own you, don’t you, Cadence?”

His thrust was long but languid, not enough to bring me to the edge of oblivion.

“You want me to own this pussy so completely that no other cock will ever satisfy you?”

“Yes, Ryker. Yes, to all of it.”

I might have been embarrassed by the desperation in my voice if not for my all-consuming need for him.

“Beg me to make you come, Cadence.”

“Please, Ryker,” I begged. “Please make me come.”

Ryker snarled behind me, the sound animalistic and savage, leaving no doubt about its meaning.

It was a sound of claiming.

The predator preparing to conquer its prey.

The hand on my breast moved to the side of my neck, and with both palms wrapped around my throat, Ryker unleashed on me.

He slammed into me with a ferocity that left my body shaking and my lungs struggling to suck in my next breath.

There was nothing between us except the raw, electric tension that heightened my senses and made me feel as though I had never truly lived until that moment.

“You’ll give me one more, Temptress,” Ryker demanded right before his fangs sank into the juncture between my neck and shoulder.

I screamed in ecstasy as bursts of light flashed behind my eyes, and my body gave out, crashing against the rocky ledge of the pool.

“Good fucking girl,” Ryker shouted as he spilled himself inside me.

My breathing was choppy, and I felt as though I might pass out from the sheer bliss raging through me.

A slight buzzing noise sounded in my ears, and I barely heard Ryker when he asked if I was all right.

Beneath the noise and stimulation, something else stirred.

It started as a gentle tug in my chest before growing frantic, insistent.

Oh gods, it couldn’t be true.

Not him.

Not now.

But no matter how I longed for ignorance, I was unable to deny the pull or what it meant.

Ryker was my fated mate, and whether or not I liked it, the bond had just taken root inside me.

Chapter Thirty-Six

Cadence

A fragile sense of peace had settled between me and Ryker since our trip to the cave. Despite my calm exterior, however, there was a war raging inside me. And it was one that I was losing.

The more I tried to hold on to my anger for Ryker, the more I felt it slipping away.

I hadn’t informed him I’d sensed the first stirrings of the bond, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that he already knew. I was unable to ask him about it, though. Doing so would make it too real, undeniable.

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