“Come for me,” he growls, as he thrusts deeper. “Give me one more.”
His words send me over the edge. I clamp around him as I scream his name, giving in to the pull of him, my vision blurring with a rush of sensation.
“That’s it, Julia,” he rasps with a darker edge to his voice. “Now, let go for me. Open up. Don’t fight it, just let it happen.”
Then it happens indeed. My body somehow makes way for him, and he sinks inside me as I contract again. His knot settles deep within and his hips rest flush against me.
“You’re mine now, in every way,” he snarls, his breath heavy, his words dripping with ownership as he now claimed my every hole. “You’re doing so well for me. Feel how full you are?”
Oh, I’m feeling it, alright. I’m pretty sure I squirt once more, though I’m too incoherent to tell anymore.
He follows, his roar filling the chamber and echoing around every last corner of the castle. His swollen knot expands further, stretching me impossibly as it begins to pulse. He spills his seed deep within, flooding my tiny ass, and the tight muscles squeeze him firmly in response. Each throb ignites a fresh fire, sending waves of burning heatcoursing through my entire body. The pain is sharp but manageable, yet the pressure is utterly insufferable, and for a moment, I think I might die.
Then I remember it’s him. My husband. The love of my life. Marking me as his, claiming me completely. And I lose myself in him, blacking out just a little bit.
“Shit!” His growl softens into a low, rumbling purr. His claws, which grip my hips so possessively that they draw blood, loosen just enough to ease the sting, though he doesn’t let go. “Are you okay?”
“Exquisite.” Focusing on him, I slide my hands over his furry back, my fingers tracing the contours of each carved muscle. Along with the tension and power beneath, I feel literal shivers running down his spine. “You're shaking,” I whisper softly.
He groans in response, his voice strained while he keeps releasing. “You’re gripping me so tight, baby.”
I clench around him some more, and he lets out a whimper, trembling harder, his cum overflowing me, and running down the crack between my plump cheeks.
The pain doesn't even matter when I see him this satisfied.
“Fuck me! I love your tight little asshole,” he murmurs with a deep sense of fulfillment, nuzzling into my neck.
“Better than my pussy?” I ask, teasing him slightly.
“It’s a different kind of amazing,” his voice is low and full of desire, “but no, nothing is better than your lovely pussy… and me breeding it.”
As he remains locked above me, his massive body continues to shudder, the aftershocks of his release still radiating through him.
It’smewho did this. Me—a silly, naïve, useless human. I made this big, bad wolfshiverandwhimper.
Reading my ridiculous mind, his head shoots up as looks at me with nothing but awe.“You’re a fucking goddess, Julia,” he murmurs, sounding intoxicated. “Oh, and the power you have to make me feel this way…”
Epilogue
A few months later
Queen
Please… please! I can’t take this! Alex, please, I need you deep inside me!
I whimper feverishly, rubbing my pussy as if that would help. But it’s useless—if anything, it only makes me more frustrated.
I’m ovulating tonight. Normally, this would be the time for Alex to absolutely ruin me—in the best way possible. I’d be having my insides rearranged, getting filled up to the brim, just how I like it. But tonight is also the full moon, and he’s nowhere to be found.
Despite being on a lockdown, in addition to brief hunting trips, Alex has been slipping past the Veil and disappearing every full moon. I’ve kinda let it go before, knowing how bad he had felt about the aftermath of our first—and last—dungeon action. But tonight, when my cycle is aligned with the lunar phases and we’re finally synced, it’s unbearable.He’s far,faraway somewhere while I’m right here, craving him like an addict. I’m fucking hysterical, screaming at him through the bond, trying to tap into his mind—searching, begging,demanding—that he come back to me.
Nothing. Just an empty, gaping void where he should be.
My whole body aches, like it’s been ignited from the inside out. This isn’t just need—it’s desperation, raw and all-consuming. Every inch of me burns, twisted up in impossible heat, like I’ll shatter if I don’t have him next to me… in me. I can’t think, can’t breathe, can’tdoanything but claw at the fragile thread of our connection, trying to force him to feel what I’m feeling.
I need him.I need him.Not my hand, not my vibrator—none of it will do. It has to be Alex. The thought of him out there, so far away while my body tears itself apart under this raging, primal instinct—it’s maddening. I can’t stand it. It’s too much. I’m losing it. I need him to come back.Now.
Haul your ass back in here and breed me!