Page 45 of Rejected Bullied Mate

She was already whimpering with need when I laid her down on the bed, her fingers digging into my shoulders. "Samson," she gasped, and just the sound of my name on her lips made my cock swell even more. "I can't...I need..."

"I've got you," I promised, trailing my hands up the soft skin of her thighs. I knew she was begging me to fuck her, to bury myself in her as soon as possible, but I hadn't lied when I told her I wanted to take my time.

I had waited too long to touch her to rush this, no matter how badly my body demanded it.

My mouth found hers, and I kissed her hard. She moaned, arching up into me, her breasts pressed against my chest. I broke away from her mouth to kiss her neck, loving how she trembled at my touch.

"I want you," she gasped, "I want you so bad, Samson."

"And I'm going to give you everything you want," I rumbled, dragging my tongue over her collarbone. "Everything you deserve."

She couldn't stay still, her restless hands stripping her clothes off before I even had the chance to. I laughed low in my throat, unbuttoning my jeans and following her example.

When we were both naked, I looked at Kiera's beautiful body and had to swallow hard to keep myself from swearing. She was so damn gorgeous, and I was starving for a taste. I started at her scent gland, dragging my teeth over it just the way she liked, and then continued down her neck. She pushed herself against me, and I felt her nipples pressing against my chest.

I kissed between her breasts, sucking one nipple into my mouth, my hands gripping her waist and hips as she writhed beneath me. When her first nipple was hard and wet from my ministrations, I switched to the second, giving it the same attention. Her hands tangled in my hair, and she whimpered, her thighs squeezing my hips. My sweet Omega was beyond words, but her desperation was clear.

I grinned against her breast, pulling away with a pop and trailing my tongue down her stomach. "Patience, Kiera," I said, dipping my tongue into her navel. She shivered when I nipped her hip bone. I kept going, spreading her thighs and burying my face in her pussy.

I was sure she was about to jump out of her skin when my tongue made contact, but damn, was it worth it. She was slick, nearly dripping for me, and the taste of her on my tongue made my head spin.

"Samson..." she cried. I knew exactly how she was feeling. The mate bond was like a rope wrapped around my chest, tightening with every second that I wasn't buried inside her. I lapped at her clit, sliding a finger into her heat, and her whole body clenched.

She chanted my name, like it was the only thing she could remember in the haze of her heat, and I had never heard a sweeter sound. My cock was so hard I could fuck through solid steel, but I wasn’t coming up for air until she came all over my face.

Kiera's muscles locked up as if electrified when I slid one, and then two fingers inside her, curling them and stroking that secret spot against her inner walls. She pushed my face against her pussy, all but riding me as she chased her pleasure. I laughed, the rumble of it making her tremble, and kept sucking her clit until her whole body spasmed.

"Samson," she gasped, "Oh god, don't stop..."

"Never," I growled, fucking her with my fingers and my tongue.

She moaned, her thighs shaking, and I knew she was close. "You're going to cum for me, Kiera," I commanded, and she shattered. Her pussy tightened around my fingers as she came, and I didn't let up, savoring every little twitch and cry she wanted to give me.

When it was over, I pulled my fingers out of her, sucking them into my mouth to clean off every last drop of her taste. Kiera watched me, her eyes wide and glazed with lust. "That was...you are..."

"I know," I chuckled as I kissed a path up her body.

A bit of normal, not heat-addled Kiera rose to the surface, unable to let me gloat without biting back. "It figures you'd turn even this into a chance to stroke your ego."

I couldn't resist. "Baby, I've got something a lot bigger than my ego you can stroke."

She screeched, but I stopped her retort dead in its tracks by slanting my mouth over hers. I laughed against her sweet mouth, dipping my tongue and letting her taste herself as the heat daze rolled over her once more. Her body softened, legs still trembling from the first orgasm, as she spread them to welcome me into her body. She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen, and I bit the inside of my cheek to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

Nope. Kiera, my Omega, was still spread out before me, waiting for me to fuck her, knot her, and make her come. It was enough to drive a man mad, and I didn't hesitate another second. I gripped her waist, lining up my cock with her pussy and sliding into her tight heat in one stroke. She hissed, nails digging into my shoulders, eyes rolling back. This was what she needed.

"You feel so fucking good," I gritted out, grinding my hips against hers. "Such a good girl for me, aren't you, Omega?"

She hummed in agreement, rocking her hips to meet mine as I started fucking her. I didn't even know if she heard me, the haze of her heat overwhelming everything else. But that was okay—I could read her body well enough to know that she was right there with me. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, her hands gripping my shoulders as I slammed into her. It felt so good that I couldn't stop myself from sinking my teeth into the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Not hard enough to break skin, but enough to leave a mark.

"Fuck," she gasped, "Samson, please...please..."

I didn't know what she was begging for, but I knew what she needed. I moved faster, harder, until the headboard was slamming against the wall. She screamed, nails digging into my back, and I felt the exact moment that her pussy started milking my cock as she came. The mate bond snapped tight, wrapping around my chest like a steel band and making my cock swell.

Kiera made a high, desperate noise as my knot stretched her open, and I nipped at her scent gland again before capturing her mouth to drink down her cries. My vision blurred, my whole body lighting up with pleasure as my knot locked into place inside of her. I came so hard that it felt like my entire being was pouring out of me and into her, but it was more than just that. She was mine, my Omega, a part of me as vital as my own heart. I tried to tell myself it was just the knotting that was making me feel this way, but with each passing second, it became harder and harder to believe.

We were both panting as we came down from our highs, her eyes wide and glazed. She looked stunned, her lips swollen from our kisses, and I couldn't resist leaning down to press my forehead against hers. It was too much—too intimate, too personal—but I couldn't pull away. Not yet.

I rolled us onto our sides, my arms tightening around her as we settled in to wait out the knot.

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