Page 7 of It's Kind of a Bunny Story
She was mine.
My fingers slid into her hair and tugged until her head was tilted back, granting me full access to her neck. Trailing my tongue along the pulsing vein beneath her pale skin, I groaned as her flavor danced across my taste buds. I lapped and kissed her neck and skin like a man starved. The urge to mark her pulsed through my skull, but it was a longing I refused to give in to. She was already afraid of me. If I sank my canines into her neck, it could cause her more distress, and that was something I was unwilling to risk. My fingers brushed across the pale white lines that covered much of her back, ribs, and thighs. What horrors had my mate faced?
“Ohhh!” Charlee gasped as I ground our bodies together.
Her nails dug into my skin, holding me close rather than trying to get away. I sucked the sweet sugar from her skin and slid a hand to cup her breast, not once slowing our pace.
“What are you doing?! Stop!” The male rabbit’s voice came from somewhere behind me.
A scuffle and a resounding thud followed his protests.
“Do you have a death wish?” Linc snarled.
“He’s about to rip her throat out!” the male shouted.
“The only throat in danger is yours, Bunny Boy,” Linc warned. “I know you’re scared, but take the cotton out of your ears and listen. You’re making things worse. For this thing to work between us, you need to sit down and shut up.”
His words were harsh, but it was the truth. The situation was volatile and my wolf was ready to kill anyone who dared to get in the way of claiming our mate. We could smell the fear rolling off him, luring us with the promise of a hunt, and any erratic behavior from him would create more issues.
“I… am… fine,” Charlee tried to assure him.
Fine? She was just fine? That wouldn’t do at all.
Challenge accepted.
Freeing my hand from her hair, I moved it between our bodies. My thumb quickly found its mark, and I was rewarded by the tight spasming of her body around my cock. She whimpered, tightening her legs around my waist and scraping her nails across my back. Her squirming was making it harder to remain in control, and I knew, despite my best intentions, I wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Charlee.” I tried to focus, something that was impossible with her pretty mouth kissing and nipping my chest.
Her cry of pleasure as she climaxed was the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard. With each pulse of pleasure, her body undulated against mine, her breasts brushing my skin andmuscles milking my cock. As much as I loved seeing her enjoy herself, every move of her body brought me closer to my own release. Too close.
“Get her off of you before you hurt her!” Linc’s panic sliced through the erotic haze enveloping me like a sandstorm.
“No!” Charlee protested, her voice hoarse.
I tried to open my mouth to speak, to explain why she needed to move away, but words escaped me. All I could think about was the naked beauty pressed against me and how much I wanted to bind us together.
“He’s going to swell! If you don’t get off him right now, you are going to get stretched. He won’t be able to stop it even if you’re in pain, and you will be stuck!” Linc’s voice rose with a mix of fear and anger.
Charlee’s arms tightened around my neck, and my wolf howled in delight. Our mate wasn’t ready to leave the safety of my arms. Her stubbornness was adorable.
“Don’t touch her,” I snapped, flashing my elongated canines at my best friend.
I’d been willing to kill for him before we’d entered the cave. Now I was willing to killhim. I would make sure it was a swift and painless death. I wasn’t cruel.
Despite not wanting to let go of her, I knew Linc was right. I needed to pull away before the situation got sticky—or more accurately, stucky.
“Charlee, I’ve got to move you before I?—”
“No! You said you’re mine. And I want all of you.” Her voice trembled, but there was no ignoring her feisty tone.
I could snap her neck faster than she could blink. Yet the tiny rabbit lifted her chin, defiance glittering in her eyes. How was she so freaking adorable?
Her trust that I wouldn’t harm her was my undoing. Rocking my hips, I buried myself inside her one final time, hissing as pleasure like nothing I’d ever felt wracked my entire being.
Charlee moaned as the swelling stretched her tight channel, rubbing every overly sensitive secret place she possessed.
“Are you okay?” I croaked, my tight throat making it hard to speak. “If you can relax, it will hurt less.”
