Page 37 of Rejected Bullied Mate

Her scent changed again, the faint sweetness of her heat returning. Fuck. We couldn't do this here. I needed to get her inside before the entire pack came running to find out what was going on.

I scooped her into my arms and carried her inside, ignoring her protests. The house was dark and quiet, the windows and doors still locked up tight. I let out a sigh of relief and headed for the stairs, but Kiera was struggling so much I made a beeline for the couch instead. I sat down on it, holding her in my lap, trying to keep from losing control.

She'd admitted to being in heat. There was no way she could hide that fact from me now, and the scent of her desire filled the air between us. My cock pressed hard against my jeans, and I groaned as she wiggled in my lap, her soft ass brushing against the bulge.

"Kiera," I growled, warning her to stay still.

"Samson." She said my name on a breathy sigh, turning to face me. "Please. It hurts."

"Tell me what you need."

Kiera hesitated, biting her bottom lip between her teeth. "Just touch me anywhere, as long as it's skin on skin. It's the only thing that helps."

"Where?" I asked, my voice rough with need.

"Everywhere," she said softly. "Just... everywhere."

I nodded, reaching for her. "Lie back," I ordered.

She obeyed, letting out a low moan as I dragged my hands along her arms and up to her shoulders. Her skin was so fucking soft, and I wanted to touch every inch of it. But right now, she needed me to get her through this heat, so that was exactly what I was going to do.

I moved down, unbuttoning the front of her shirt. She let out another sound as I pushed it open, exposing the white bra underneath. I wanted to rip and tear at the fabric, but I forced myself to keep moving slowly, not wanting to spook her. She was so damn beautiful it hurt. I wasn't sure if she knew how gorgeous she was, but I intended to show her.

"You're so beautiful, Kiera," I whispered, leaning down to kiss her bare stomach. "My beautiful little witch."

She gasped, her back arching off the couch. "Samson," she whispered.

"Mine," I growled, cupping her face in my hand. "You are mine, Kiera."

She was in pain, but this wasn't Kiera from seven years ago, terrified of her own heat and desperate for my help. No, this Kiera might have been hurting, but she was also full of fire as she pushed herself up on her knees, so we were eye to eye. My Omega might not have shifted yet, but I saw the wolf in her when the moonlight turned her eyes silver as it crept in through the window.

Neither of us moved for a long moment, and I was more than ready to hold myself back and keep touching her softly to give her what relief I could without pushing her. But Kiera, my new, ferocious Kiera, was apparently done being treated like a doll.

She was in heat, she was hungry, and the only thing that could satisfy her was her Alpha.

Then she was on me, and there was nothing soft and sweet about it. Her kiss was fierce and demanding, her hands grabbing at my clothes, trying to get them off. Her scent filled the room and was so powerful I couldn't think about anything except her.

I tore my shirt off and then hers. Bit by bit, we shredded our clothes, barely taking the time to breathe between kisses. When we were finally both naked, Kiera straddled my hips, her heat radiating from her like the sun. I reached up to cup her face, to pull her down to me, but she was having none of it.

"Kiera," I growled.

She didn't say a word, but she gave me a look that made me go still. It was a look of challenge. A look of pure need. She wanted me, and she was done waiting. She wanted me to fuck her.

When I didn't move right away, she leaned forward, dragging her hot, wet pussy along the length of my cock. I groaned, and my hips bucked up, trying to get closer. My wolf was in control now, and it was desperate to claim her.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Omega?" I asked. My voice was little more than a growl now, and my wolf was so close to the surface that my vision had gone blurry around the edges.

"Yes," she moaned. "Fuck me, Alpha."

I'd wanted her for so long. Years. Since the moment I saw her. And I knew there would be hell to pay for this, but I couldn't stop myself. I didn't even try. I pulled her down against me, sinking inside of her in one smooth thrust. She cried out, and I stilled, letting her adjust to the feeling of my cock.

Nothing had ever felt as good as Kiera's pussy. Nothing. Her pussy was slick, taking me easily despite how fucking tight she was. My wolf wanted to take control and fuck her hard and fast until I came deep inside her, but I fought the urge. As soon as I came, I would knot her, and I didn't want this to end so quickly. I could feel her trembling above me, and I forced myself to take it slow.

"Is that what you need, little witch?" I growled, pushing up into her. "You need your Alpha to fuck you?"

She let out another moan, and I moved my hand between us, rubbing circles over her clit as I thrust up again. She clenched around me, and I groaned.

"Answer me," I demanded, forcing myself to stop moving. "Tell me what you want."

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