Heat crackles along my spine.My skin tightens, my bones remolding.I’m shifting, and I can’t slow it down.“The box,” I growl.“Get the syringe.”
“We don’t need it,” Nova insists.
“Get the fucking syringe,” I demand.My voice comes out broken and gruff, like a bark.
She whimpers and stretches across me to reach above my head.The position forces my knot deeper.I start to lift her off, but a possessive snarl rips from my throat, and my hips jerk on instinct, thrusting all the way home.
She flinches.No.I can’t hurt her.I look down and realize claws have erupted from my fingernails, digging into her waist and drawing droplets of blood.My skin is thick and gray, just like my wolf.Her body looks small compared to mine, her pussy getting tighter as my dick expands.
I try to tell her to run, but then she sits up with the box in her hand.Good, she’ll stop me.Her lips part as she looks at my face.
Shit.It must be bad.
Then her head falls back, and she orgasms.Heat rolls off her body in waves.I strain, trying to resist, but it’s too much.She’s warm and wet and ready to breed.Ready to be claimed.
I pump my hips once, raising her off the floor.She falls against me with a moan.“Again,” she pants.
My body obeys without a second thought.Her fingers thread through the thick fur on my chest, a coat covering my shoulders and down my back.My knot swells.
“I can’t hold back,” I warn.
“Don’t,” she whimpers.As if she can tell I’m still not convinced, she leans in and bites my neck.Hard.
Something inside me snaps.
I flip us over and yank her hips against mine.She scrambles to brace herself on the floor, but I don’t give her a chance, rutting inside again and again.Her taste is still on my lips, but I want more.
“Come,” I growl.Her moans fill my ears as she creams.I feel it sliding down my legs, smell it in the air.Black veins bulge from my arms as I stand and turn her around, taking her from behind.
It’s like her pussy is begging for more, weeping with joy every time I give her what she needs.My balls slap her clit with every thrust.I lift her by the waist, and her toes dangle off the floor as my cock hits a new angle.She comes again, clawing at the air.
It’s time.“I need to claim you.Mark you with my cum.Breed you until my seed is planted in your womb and my pups grow in your belly.”
She groans.“Make me yours.”
I lodge inside of her with a final, commanding thrust.Her pussy clamps down, and I spin just in time, lying her torso on the mattress as we lock into place.The heat fuses from both our bodies, and I spill deep inside her.
Collapsing, I find her hand in the sheets and fit my claws between her fingers.Her hair tickles my nose.“Please tell me you’re all right,” I rasp.
She hums.At least she sounds happy.“You’re worried.”
“Of course I’m worried.I tossed you around like a rag doll.I know you’re high on endorphins, but I should check?—”
“No, I mean I can sense it,” she says.“Like a second ball of energy inside my chest.”
“Yeah?”I let my eyes close, kissing the nape of her neck.We actually did it.And somehow, her bond is even stronger than before.
She nods.“That’s the bond, right?That means it worked?”
“Yeah.”My throat closes up as I pull her closer.She’s covered in my scent, but along with it I smell hers—which is slightly altered.I’m already fucking addicted.“Maybe if I fill you with enough semen, you’ll turn into a lycan,” I muse.
“I’m positive that’snothow it works,” she giggles.We both shiver as my cock throbs and shoots more inside of her.Glancing down, I see the black bag of toys near the bed and pick it up.
“One way to find out.”Leaving us connected, I pivot to lean against the headboard and arrange her on top of me.“Let’s see how many times I can make you come before my knot releases.”
“What kind of monster are you?”she gasps.
I chuckle.“An alpha.”