Page 15 of Knot Enough
Stupid of me.
“Please,” I whispered.
“Take,” he rumbled against my neck.
“Please don’t,” I murmured.
“Claim.”
“What?” I asked as a different fear filled me.
“Mine,” he snarled.
His limited speech had alarm bells going off.
Oh, fuck. Kane was in Rut.
The Alpha wasn’t in his right mind right now. Lips parted, jaw ticking, eyes set on me like I was the answer to all of his problems. He was overtaken by his primal instincts. He wouldn’t stop to take what he needed–to stuff, claim, and knot me. I hate how the idea of it sends a thrill down my spine. Unlike the last time he was down here, there was no one to stop him.
There was no way I would be bound to him forever.
My vision blurred. Everything in me screamed to fight him, but I knew there was no chance of freedom. The tears flowed freely as he ground against me. His hardness dug into my ribs, and I hated that even as I’m about to be taken, my body craved him. Refusing to just lie here and let him take my dignity from me, I fought him with every ounce of strength I had.
I bucked my hips, jerked and butted my head, and kneed him, but a weak female Beta was nothing against an Alpha. He did the opposite–he released my wrists. Fingers dug into the name on my stomach, and I froze. His nose was in my hair, his hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing until I complied.
He was everywhere.
His free hand roamed, and despite how disgusted I was with myself, need coiled deep in my belly. Trails of warmth remained where his fingers had just been.
I actually like this?
A low growl called to something buried deep within me. It uncurled and reared its head in answer. I didn’t understand, but it reached out to him, and I was powerless as a whine fell from my lips. Hazel eyes confirmed what slipped through my fingers.
One minute, I’m fighting to get away, and the next, I’m slack beneath him. Sensing my submission, he straightened and got off me. A sense of relief mingled with disappointment filled my chest before he flipped me. Pebbles poked into my sensitive flesh, and I barely caught myself before my face hit the ground. Strong hands gripped my waist, and I was yanked up on my knees.
“Present yourself,” he barked.
The heat emanating from him licked up my body as his hardness dug into my lower back. An Alpha bark is impossible to resist, but at this point, I’m not sure I would, even if I could. I reacted immediately–my head dropped to the ground, mybreasts full, my nipples grazed the cool chain beneath me, and I shoved my ass back like it was second nature.
An invitation.
One he would take. His growl of approval caused wetness between my legs. I shouldn’t want this, but I do. It’s wrong, and oh, so fucking right. I felt small and…Submissive.
“Good girl,” he praised.
Black dots danced across my vision as his words washed over me. Cool air kissed my exposed sex as he moved back, taking his warmth with him. His grip on my hips tightened, and then his tip was at my core. My jaw fell slack as he speared me open, going where no other man has gone before, without hesitation. Searing pain and a fullness I’ve never experienced before ran through me as my face dragged against the cement. I’m clawing at the ground and screaming as he hits resistance. He groaned, withdrew, and thrusted into me a second time. Tearing through my virginity and claiming my innocence.
“Mine and mine alone.”
Hurt. It hurt.
“A little more and you’ll take all of me,” he panted.
I arched my back and took the rest, as if that were my sole purpose in life.
“Mine,” Kane growled as he pulled out of me. He slammed into me, this time, until he was buried.I didn’t know it would hurt this much.Tears fell as his thighs pressed against the back of mine. He pulled out, and I whined when he paused.
“Your blood paints my cock.” His voice pleased.
