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His hand wound around my throat, squeezing tight and blocking off my air supply. I struggled and tried to breathe through my nose, but that wasn’t enough.
“You can breathe when you come one last time for your alpha, little wolf. Comehard.”
My entire body seized as the last orgasm ripped through me. Then, without warning, he came inside me too. I could feel his cock pulsing as he poured his seed into me and the hand around my throat finally loosened enough for me to draw in a breath.
“Fuck, yes,” he growled. “Take my seed, little wolf. Take it all.” He slammed into me again and again, his cock driving deep. He held me there, his cock buried inside of me, his hips pressed against mine.
“You’re such a good girl. You took my cock so well,” he said hoarsely.
“I did, didn’t I,” I replied, using the very last ounce of sass in my body before I slumped forward against the wall and his arms wrapped around me, pulling me up against his chest as his cock pulsed deep inside me.
“You did,” he chuckled, his body shaking with amusement. “You did so very well, my beautiful mate.”
CHAPTER 12
Varek
I was addicted to her.
The moment I’d stepped back from Mariah’s limp body, I knew that I’d never get enough. She was a drug that I’d already overdosed on. She was a fire that burned me alive, and I didn’t want to run away; I wanted more. She was something I’d never expected, and I knew that I could never go back to being without her.
She’d gone into some sort of heat. Maybe it was a side effect of whatever she’d been injected with, but I couldn’t be certain. All I’d known was that I’d needed to break her of it. I’d used her beautiful body hard and she had come for me more times than I could count, her body writhing against me, her tight little ass squeezing my cock.
Truly, it was a wonder I hadn’t died inside of her.
Still, I wanted her again. It had barely been ten minutes and already I wanted her again. I wanted her on her knees, on herback, in every position imaginable. I wanted to make her scream until she couldn’t breathe. I wanted to devour her whole. I wanted to take her apart piece by piece until she was nothing but a quivering mess.
But we couldn’t stay here in these tunnels, not forever. We’d have to move eventually. We needed to get to a safe place.
“Mariah,” I crooned. Her eyelids fluttered open.
“What is it?” she asked, her voice raspy.
“We have to go,” I said. “We can’t stay here. Not for much longer.”
“I know,” she said. She pushed herself off the wall and stood up on shaky legs. I reached out, steadying her with a hand on her arm. She looked at me, her eyes wide and vulnerable.
“I’m okay,” she said. “I’m just a little…”
“Wobbly,” I finished for her. “You’ll get used to it.” Igrabbed her pants off the ground andhelped her pullthem up, before picking the lantern back up.
“Come on,” I said, taking the lead. “I have another base not far from here.”
She followed close behind me, her footsteps light and quiet. We continued through the tunnels for a while longer, before I finally stopped in front of an old, rusted door.
“Where are we?” Mariah asked, looking around.
“My bunker,” I said.
I unlocked the door with a heavy metal key and pushed it open. Mariah stepped inside, her green eyes widening as she took it all in. “This is… yours?”
“Ours now,” I corrected. My hand still rested on the door, ready to swing it shut and lock the world out.
That’s when I heard the click of a safety being switched off.
We both froze.
“Don’t move.”
