Page 108 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

Another wave of slick was already coating my thighs and if not for the fear he’d actually cause me harm if I moved, I’d be bucking into him, demanding he give me more than this.

As if in response to my thoughts, his tail slapped over my needy cunt before slamming into my core.

It was too much too fast. Too unexpected.

My body arched off of the hard roof. I gasped, thrusting into him, which was met by a hiss of pain as his claws dug farther into my flesh. He snatched his claw away but I could smell the copper and feel the warmth of blood running over my torso.

“Don’t move, mate,” he warned. “Just take it.”

“Please,” I whimpered. There was no real thought behind the word but there didn’t need to be. Kol’s wolfish grin was proof of how much he enjoyed watching me struggle, begging for his touch and knowing I’d only get it whenhedecided to give in to me.

His tail fucked me slowly, rocking in and out of me as he painted my skin with his marks. Kol acted as if I were his personal canvas, staking his claim on my unmarred flesh so no matter who took me next, they’d know he was mine.

My eyes fell closed as I lost myself in the mix of hot and cold, painful and gentle fucking. The venom still coursed through me, pushing every sensation to new heights that I could barely comprehend.

Fuck, it all felt so good.

Raw, primal, his.

“Don’t stop watching me, mate. I want to see your eyes as you fall apart for me,” he ordered.

My eyes snapped open in time to see him dip his head down, long tongue flicking out to taste my skin. He rumbled at the flavor, flattening his tongue and licking the valley of my breasts before tracing them.

The cold seeped into my now-wet skin and my body shook in response. I’d never been so overwhelmed by simple sensations in my life.

He hummed in approval as he reached the blood on my torso, lapping it up and flickering it over the cut before digging his fangs in.

Another surge of pain and venom hit me as his tail plunged into me, the slick now pouring out of me as I gave way to the vulnerability of this bonding.

My hands gravitated toward my mate, reaching out for something to brace myself on.

Kol moved with preternatural speed, snatching and shoving them over my head, pinning me to the rough surface of the roof with no mercy.

My punishment was his mouth on my nipple, sucking hard enough I saw stars, then swirling his tongue around it as if to soothe, only to do it again.

He was a constant push and pull of power and hunger. As if he’d owned my body all along and was feasting on me now that he finally got a taste.

The moment I got lost in my head, letting the pleasure swim around me and venom fog my brain, he’d bring me back by sinking his fangs into me. The pain was impossible to ignore, sobering me instantly before he lapped at the blood and soothed it away, humming in satisfaction like he’d earned a reward.

All the while, his tail continued to fuck me.

At some point it had stopped rampaging my pussy. Now, it was slow and gentle, nothing like the man himself.

It kept me hyperaware and on the edge of an orgasm but never tipping over.

Anytime I writhed against it or a jolt of lust shocked through me, he’d slow down, ensuring I’d never reach an actual climax. My gargoyle was using the bond to his advantage now, including it in his torture.

Kol’s control and ability to move his body separately, but precisely, was impressive.

“Do you feel it? The way I own your pleasure, control you, possess every sense until all you are and all you know is me?” hehusked out, his voice such a low rumble it reverberated through my body, consuming me just as he’d described.

“Please,” I begged. “I need you to fuck me.”

“You couldn’t handle me right now. I’d break you in half on my cock.”

“Good,” I whimpered. “Give it to me. I can take it.”

He pulled his tail from my pussy, the tip slapping me again before pulling away completely.

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