Chapter 80
We all had to fight certain parts of ourselves such as anger and the primitive desire for violence but lying here and looking up at him I realize now that he stopped fighting it. He became one with the pain and the anger and he became the monster that humans paint us up to be.
Darian lifted my leg and positioned himself by my entrance.
He pushed in the tip of his cock, my head fell back and I pressed it down against the mattress- staring at the ceiling when he slowly stretched me.
“Eyes on me when I fuck you,” he ordered and entered me all the way while putting his hand on either side of my head.
“Darian,” I moaned and pressed on his chest when he went to fast but he grabbed my hands in one of his and pinned them over my head.
“Take it, puppet. It’ll only get harder from here,”
After a moment of fast thrusts, I felt my walls clenching around his cock and my core tightened, my eyes rolled back and just as I was about to cum and my screams were leaving my lips, Darian leaned down and swallowed them when his lips claimed mine in a heated kiss.
His tongue swept in between my lips and danced with mine in a shocking unison as he tasted every inch of me and his hands roamed down my arms, over my breast and he felt every crease and curve on my body.
“Ah fuck!” I screamed when he went deeper and harder, reaching parts I’d never reached myself and I was stretched to suit him perfectly.
“You and I are going to play rough tonight, and the first one to tap out loses,”
“Looses what?” I asked in fear of hearing the answer.
Darian slowed down, he paused deep inside of me and I was panting breathlessly already.
“How about our privacy?” He said.
My quizzical brows must’ve given away my confusion so Darian elaborated on his twisted plan.
“If I tap out-” he never will. “- I lose and will take another mate, make her my queen and you will be free,”
My heart skipped a beat from the sheer excitement of hearing those words but I knew better than to hold my breath and hope. Darian wouldn’t get tired, he wasn’t the toy being played with, he was the one doing the playing.
“If you tap out and therefore lose, I will pass you around to my men like we do the Bells. You will be my personally shared whore, entertaining us at our meetings and giving Nora some time off. I think I would quite enjoy watching you get your pussy fucked rough-”
“Stop it,” I hissed breathlessly and looked down when the horrific images became too many to decipher as imaginary.
He pinched my chin and forced my head up. A dark chuckle rumbled from him and shook my writing body as I squirmed beneath him.
“Don’t worry, puppet, I much rather fuck you than her and I’m sure my men would agree,” he nuzzled his nose in my hair and tugged on my earlobe with his
teeth.
“Game on,” he said and flipped me over.
Whatever you do, don’t tap out. I told myself.
He grabbed my hips, his hand came down hard on my ass and he pulled out and thrust in hard and deep. I cried out and my moans filled the room. Something told me that Darian would do whatever he could to try and drive over the edge and make me tap out. He wanted me to lose.
Game on indeed and as always I didn’t know the rules and I had no idea what I was in for.
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The Alpha’s Hunt
