Page 53 of Mated To The King's Gamma
“Tandi!” I call out to her, taking the steps two at a time as I try to catch up with her. She ignores me, practically running from me, which only infuriates me more. This won’t be the end of this conversation; I am not done speaking to her yet. But she insists on ignoring me, which is really getting on my last nerve.
I’m not done with her. We still have more to hash out. I shout behind her, “Where do you think you’re going?” She doesn’t even turn around to respond, and once again just keeps walking,
“Away from your dumb ass, that’s where!”
I jog to catch up with her. For someone with short legs, she sure can move fast when angry. I grab her shoulder and spin her around. Big mistake on my part. She looks like the devil himself, furious little eyes glaring up at me.
“What the fuck do you want, Damian? You already carved over Liam’s letter. You want me tattooed too with your face on my back!” she snaps at me.
“What are you expecting? Me to be okay that you fucked Liam? How do you think it makes me feel? Everyone has had their hands on you but me,” I retort, just as angry with her that she would go get drunk with one of the guards whom she fucked! Does she not see how that would piss me off after everything I’ve done for her?
Her eyes are blazing and turning pitch black as she jabs me in the chest with her finger, “You act like I had a choice; you think I wanted to be made a whore, that I enjoyed it? Maybe a few of them, but that’s beside the point. You are so unbelievable. Since you are so anxious for your turn, here is your chance!” she snarls at me.
I just stand there, not knowing what to do or say. Tandi never had a choice in any of it. Before I can clean up, sticking my foot in my mouth, she grabs both my hands, placing them on her boobs.
“Is this what you want? You want to put your hands on me? Here you go. Well, what are you waiting for? You want me to be your whore, don’t you?”
“Tandi, that’s not what I meant,” I try to tell her while jerking my hands back, but she just grabs them tighter, holding them in place as she walks me backward.
“Yes, the fuck it was, so have at it then!”
I move my hands from her breasts, making her even angrier. “You don’t get to throw that shit in my face and try to backpedal!” I snarl at her when she shoves me.
“I didn’t make you a fucking whore, so don’t put that shit on me!” I snap at her, and her eyes widen, and her lips part slightly in shock. It lasts all of two seconds before they narrow, and she growls as her canines slip out in her fury.
Tandi begins pushing me on my chest, hard at that. When that doesn’t work, she punches me. An involuntary growl escapes me, and I grab her. Tandi growls back and bites me below her name as she thrashes, trying to escape my grip.
“Fuck you, Damian!” In a surprise move, she headbutts me, causing me to loosen my hold. This woman is insane. My forehead starts throbbing, and I’m unsure how she didn’t knock herself out because fuck that made me see black for a few seconds.
Regaining my senses only for her to jump me knocking me flat on my ass, I use my arms to block her. She is strong as hell for someone so small. I try to get up, only for her body to crash against mine, her legs lock around my waist, and I only just manage to remain standing as I catch her. I struggle with her as she attacks me, trying to restrain her.
She lets out a sound of annoyance when she tries to gain advantage on me. Suddenly, I feel her canines pierce my neck, marking me inadvertently. She pops her head up in shock at the realization of what she has done.
Before she can think twice about it, I grab the back of her head, kissing her forcefully. She bites my lip, drawing blood, kissing me back even harder. Her legs wrap around my torso. She groans, mauling my mouth, and I press her against the stonework of the wall. My dick is at attention as I rip her bottoms off halfway down as best I can while her legs are wrapped around me. Off in the distance, someone clears their throat, and I glance in the direction the noise came from.
Gannon is staring up at the ceiling instead of at me. “We have rooms for a reason!” he snaps, causing Tandi to shriek.
“Noted. We were getting there,” I growl just before he shuts his door, and I chuckle, shaking my head before feeling her hands tugging at my pants, freeing my cock from the confines of my pants.
The heat and slick from her pussy teases my tip. I thrust in her hard, causing a throaty moan to escape her lips and her claws to dig into my back.
“Harder!”
I do as I’m told, pinning her to the wall as I ram into her pussy.
Yet hearing voices down the hall, I hurry to our room and kick the door shut behind me, slamming her back on the bed, my lips moving to her neck while her hands claw at me.
“Hunter!” she hisses, gripping my hair and lifting my head as she turns her head toward the cot.
“Clarice has him,” I tell her, and she looks at me before nodding. I lean down, kissing her, only for her to pull away after a few seconds.
“That is not where I want your mouth,” she says, and I chuckle, all too happy to oblige.
“Well, what are you waiting for then,” I pull out, unsure if I like how demanding she is or not but fuck it makes my cock harder the more she orders me around. I move down her body, dropping my head between her legs, sucking on her clit, making her hips buck off the mattress as I taste every part of her.
I groan when I taste her slick coat my tongue as she comes undone, her hips moving against my face as she rides out her orgasm. Seconds later, she grabs my hair, pulling me up her body, then forcing me on my back and straddling me. I watch as she tugs her top over her head. I knead her breasts as she mounts my cock. A groan escapes me when I feel her walls grip me as she sinks down on me.
She rides me like a bronco with the bed screeching across the floor, causing me to grunt. She is wet and tight, placing a vice grip on my cock. I sit up against the headboard to stop my head from banging into it. This woman is going to be the death of me. If it is like this, though, I’m okay with it. It’s good I don’t have to worry about breaking her, yet I am slightly worried she might break me. She forces her breast into my mouth and places her hands on the headboard.
