Pack's Runt

Chapter 35

Chapter 35

The I slowly raised my hips off the ground while lowering them at the same time. A few inches slipped inside, filling me up and leaving me gasping for air. He pulled back, retorting and then thrust forward, slamming his hips into mine.

Muffling my moan, I only choked out a cry while he leaned over me. Inch by inch, his entire length was inside me, taking control and owning me completely. A tidal wave of pleasure surfaced at his rough strokes.

He lowered, kissing me deeply, his tongue invading my mouth as his cock invaded my body. I curled my arms around him as he rocked forward. My eyes rolled back as my insides stretched over his length.

"Scream," He pulled away and whispered against my mouth. "It's sweetness to my ears. No one else is going to hear you here but me."

"Oh," I cried out, throwing my head back while my lips parted.

His hand tightened around my throat and my head turned. My gaze fell upon the scattered graves in the area surrounding, but I didn't think of anything but his breaths echoing in my ear and his mouth brushing over the side of my cheek while he pounded his cock into me, giving me the pleasure I desired.

Mercifully he slipped out and mercilessly, he thrust back in.

I screamed and toes curled as my pleasure came at the brim of exploding.

"You want it deep in your cunt, don't you?" He growled in my ear.

"Yes, yes."

"Spread your legs wider and raise your hips, take me deeper, devil."

Panting, my legs curled around him, my feet falling over his back as I clasped him. His chest pressed roughly against mine. I took in quick breaths as his cock went deeper into my pussy. My insides gripped him, forcing him to grunt with pleasure as he rammed back and forth.

At the edge, I slipped my hands over his back. My fingertips rushed over his muscles, feeling them. I refrained myself from scratching me after catching a glimpse of the marks he had on his back.

He loosened his hold on my neck and grabbed my face, turning me to him. Our eyes met as he pumped into me furiously.

"Don't hold back." He whispered against my mouth.

I shook my head, and moved my hands from his back. "I don't want to hurt you."

His pace softened, simmering down momentarily. "You can't hurt me, devil."

He held onto me, never breaking eye contact as he took me over the edge. Picking up the pace again, his movements became more and more frenzied. His cock curled deep inside with ease and a soft moan fled my throat out of pleasure.

The muscles in my thighs became taut. My back arched as I raked my fingernails across his back before my glistening pleasure exploded over his thickness. My body trembled and writhed under him. He continued with his rough pace, slamming back and forth before he let his own release following a growl of his animal that echoed in the complete silence.

Just as he finished, he pulled himself out, and spilled his warmth over my belly.

I faltered on the ground, catching my breaths as he leaned back and sat on the side. Savoring the moment for a bit longer, I didn't move even after I returned to my senses. Cold gripped me from all sides and I turned before wrapping my arms around myself.

The leather jacket beneath provided some warmth when I slipped it on and wore nothing else. Every inch of my energy was drained while Nicholas appeared as if nothing had happened.

Taking his clothes off the ground, he dressed himself quietly before slipping his arms underneath and picking me from the ground. I held onto his neck for support as he carried me into the car.

The rest was a flash.

We reached his house in moments and he took me upstairs, into his room before lying me down on his bed. I didn't count the minutes I spent lying on his bed alone while he remained in the washroom, cleaning himself up. My eyes barely remained open.

My head twisted left and right before I heard a loud thud, a slam of the door. My eyes opened wide.

Nicholas walked toward me with a wet towel and sat on the bed, near to my legs. The towel pressed against my thighs before slipping in between and above. I smiled at him, but he didn't return.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, breaking the silence that had formed between us.

He responded a moment later after running the wet towel over my lower belly. "What?" His gaze was intense when his eyes met with mine. It took him another moment to realize what I had asked, "I wasn't sure."

"Or you weren't going to tell me..."

"I wasn't sure," He replied, shaking his head and then changing the topic. "You'll spend the nights here from tonight."

"Why?"

His eyes narrowed as he cleaned the last bit of me. "I don't want anyone even looking in your direction let alone leaving you alone in a guest room where what's mine is constantly threatened."

I pursed my mouth as he headed back to the washroom. I slipped under the sheets in the meantime, realizing what all had happened, and what what had been revealed.

It was surprising nonetheless.

But I could never feel what he could—the bond, the shared scent, the shared emotions—I couldn't feel any of it as I didn't have a wolf.

But if I didn't have one, how could I have a mate? How could I be mated to someone? To someone like Nicholas?

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