Loribelle Hunt - Once Bitten

His hands stroked her side before moving between her body and Zach's. He found her nipple and squeezed, rocketing her back to the verge of orgasm. She gasped when he twisted, his hand on her back the only thing keeping her from releasing Zach.

“Zach.”

She wanted to weep when Zach turned his head, stopping the ministrations on her clit.

“Let's see how much pain my little mate can take.”

Pain? Did he say mate ? She must be having aural hallucinations. He'd never take her as his mate.

“Mmm,” Zach hummed, his fingers slowly stroking in and out of her cunt. “Let's see.” Caleb rolled off the side of the bed, and she started to lift her head, but he sent her a commanding look that twisted up her insides and sent electricity arcing through her system.

“Mouth on his cock. Eyes on me,” he ordered. Why the hell did she comply?

Oh yeah. The way he made her feel. Not just her body, but in her soul. She could let go with Caleb. Like this. She knew he'd catch her if she fell. Under any other circumstance, the idea would make her frown. Here, sexually, she could count on him to take care of her. But in the rest of her life, he couldn't give her what she really needed. She didn't think there was a man out there that could. One who was confident enough to handle her public life and was strong enough to take her over in the bedroom. Such a man didn't exist.

She'd kept her eyes on him, but she was distracted as he rummaged through a drawer until he turned back to face her, a chain clinking as it dangled from his fingers. Her inner muscles spasmed, and Zach growled a protest as her fist tightened on his cock. She consciously loosened her grip.

“I think she likes the idea,” Zach said.

“She does,” Caleb replied, walking toward her, unscrewing one nipple clamp as he approached. Damn him. She choked back a sob. She didn't want to give him that much of herself, but he was going to leave her nothing. No secrets. No boundaries.

He sat next to her and with a hand on her shoulder nudged her up. “Just for a minute, baby.”

He met her scrutiny, and she was afraid those dark, intense eyes saw straight to her soul.

“Do you trust me?”

Here it was. Her chance to bring this scene down a notch, to protect her heart in the process. Or try to. She was realizing there was no way in hell she was walking out of this room in full possession of it.

“Liza.” He paused until she focused on him again. “Do you trust me to take care of you?”

He gripped her chin with his fingers before she could answer. “No hiding, baby,” he said softly. “I want everything.”

And God help her, she wanted to give it. She took a deep breath and nodded her head. He didn't wait for verbal permission, moving quickly and efficiently to attach the first clamp. The stinging built as he tightened the screw. He stopped just when the pain became too much, before she could protest, and then he did the same with the other clamp. The chain was heavy between her breasts, and after a couple deep breaths, the pain began to recede. Then he pushed on her lower back, urging her to lean forward.

“Now. I believe you have a task to complete.”

A task. She would have snickered but her clamped nipples brushed against Zach's belly.

Pain and pleasure mingled and she tried to ignore it as she took his cock back into her mouth. His tongue returned to push into her pussy while his fingers rubbed her clit. Her body grew more frantic with each stroke, and she sucked him harder, knowing Caleb wanted her to hold back, wanted Zach to come before she did.

She tried to ignore what he was doing to her, ignore the pleasure/pain in her nipples and concentrated on him, on his cock, thrilled when she felt his desperation rise. She had one hand around the base of his shaft and used the other to support herself. His thigh tensed under her hand, muscles bunching, and she knew he was close to losing control. She sucked him harder, faster, and in seconds, his hips were rising to meet her. His hands gripped her ass, hard enough that she knew she'd have bruises, and with a loud groan, he froze, his cock deep in her throat as he came. She barely got a taste of it before Caleb lifted her off the bed.

Chapter Five

Caleb pressed her front to the wall and plunged into her from behind with a growl. “Now you can come, baby.”

And she did, with a low cry, her pussy milking his cock as he pumped into her. He'd forgotten how good that felt. How good her surrender felt. There was no way he was ever letting her go again.

His spine tingled and he slowed his thrusts. He wasn't ready to come yet. Wanted, needed , her to come apart for him again. Better to use a bed for that, or at least turn her around, but his wolf side was riding him hard. It wanted to dominate its mate. Wanted to mark her. Brand her.

He was in complete agreement and his incisors lengthened.

With his hands gripping her hips, holding her still, he moved in slow, lazy movements, his teeth gently scraping the skin on the vulnerable column of her neck. Her breath quickened. She let her head fall back to rest against his chest completely exposing her neck to his bite. The ultimate show of submission. He rewarded her with a hard slam, moving one hand to the chain that hung between her breasts. When he tugged it, she held her breath and froze, her pussy clamping around him as she came again. He didn't wait for her shudders to subside, didn't wait for her brain to reengage.

He hammered into her hard, with a fast driving rhythm, and he was coming in seconds, biting down on her neck. When he tasted her blood, he drew back, knowing that mark would never go away. Never fade. She was his now.

Sometime while he'd been inside her, Zach had left the room. Good. He wanted some time alone with her. Sometime soon, Zach would insist on the same thing. Caleb lifted her easily and carried her to the bed. Her expression was open, vulnerable, and dazed. He was hard again in a second. This time he entered her slowly, face-to-face and horizontal.

Neither of them spoke, but he could see the questions in her eyes. He wasn't ready to answer them and was pretty sure she wasn't ready to hear his answers. Watching her closely, he removed the first nipple clamp. Pain flashed across her face and she gasped. He took the sore point into his mouth, rolled his tongue over it until her breathing evened. Then he did the same with the other one.

By the time he was done, her eyes were dazed again, questions no longer easy to read in them. He rocked in her. Harder. Faster. Bringing them both back to the peak. She moved with him, wrapping her legs around him, digging her heels into his lower back to urge him when he slowed. He grinned. “Greedy.”

“Hell yes.” She ended on a gasp when he hit her G-spot. “Again.” It was so easy to give in to his mate when she had that look on her face, so he did. Over and over again until she was keening, until she was milking him. He followed her over that ledge, his face buried against her neck, taking in her scent now mingled with his, as his semen jetted into her.

When he could finally move again, she murmured a sleepy protest. He soothed her with a kiss. “Rest.”

He waited until she drifted to sleep before rising and dressing. He pulled her keys and phone out of her pockets before he joined Zach in the kitchen and tossed the keys to him.

“Let's go get her car.”

They went in Caleb's truck. The ride was short and silent. Zach paused with his hand on the door. “I'll pick up some food. I didn't get the impression Liza's eaten much in the last couple of days.”

He was right, and Caleb was glad to be reminded. It hadn't even occurred to him. Newly mated and already falling down on the job.

“I'll do it. You go back. I don't want her to wake up alone, and I have someone to call,” he said darkly. And he was going to make it damned clear to the alpha and beta of Redhawke that she wasn't theirs anymore. Zach nodded, but Caleb could easily read his approval and stepped out without a word.