like a physical caress. I followed their command, pinching my breasts harder, fucking myself on my fingers, and all the while, still looking at them, never turning away from them.
“Cum for us,” Thorn growled, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I exploded, my body convulsing as I succumbed to the pleasure.
It was by far the most intense orgasm I’d had while masturbating – or hell, in my whole life. My head was spinning, and I didn’t know what to make of it. But I didn’t get the chance to process it at all, or even to let the sensation settle. Reid snarled, and the next thing I knew, he was on top of me. He buried his hand in my hair and forced my legs even wider apart, his hard cock already nudging my folds.
“I can’t wait anymore. I need you.”
It was the only warning I got before Reid shoved his cock inside me in one single, hard thrust. White-hot pleasure-pain exploded through me. He was huge, far bigger than any guy I’d ever taken, and he wasn’t gentle. But I couldn’t have cared less. My body was still oversensitive from my climax, the waves of my orgasm still crackling through me. And as Reid started thrusting in and out of me, it took me only a few seconds to get lost in him, in the sensation of being filled and claimed by him.
The stretch and burn felt so good, almost impossibly so. He was moving so fast that I couldn’t hope to keep up with him, but he didn’t need me to. I was the vessel of his lust, of his need, and I loved every second of it.
The kiss came out of nowhere. His lips were just suddenly on mine, and when I gasped, his tongue slid into my mouth, taking no prisoners.
He still had his fangs out and the sharp tips sliced into my lower lip. His piercing sensually slid over my tongue. The coppery flavor of my own blood hit my taste buds. My world began to grow even fuzzier around the edges.
Since his dick was already inside me, one kiss shouldn’t have made a difference. But it did, and there was something so intimate about this, about this simple lip-lock.
Beyond the taste of my blood, I felt something else – his anger, his grief, his fear, his confusion. His beast was right there, underneath the surface. He wanted me and he could tear me apart so easily.
Conflicting emotions and sensations assaulted me. And maybe he wasn’t doing any better, because he suddenly tore his mouth away from mine and bit my ear instead.
“You belong to us, Isabel.”
They’d said my name before, several times, but it sounded different now – seductive, raw, as if it was coming from the deepest part of him. I sobbed, so very close to another climax that I felt like I was going to die.
Maybe a tiny part of Reid had some mercy left in him, because he decided to make me come. But that part was very, very small, because the method he chose was cutting off my air supply.
His strong hand was suddenly around my windpipe, squeezing so tightly I couldn’t breathe anymore. It felt like he was trying to kill me. And I should have screamed. I should have at least tried to defend myself, not that it would have done much good. But my self-preservation instincts had vanished at one point since I’d been taken captive, because instead, I arched against him and came.
Spots danced in my vision as spasms of pleasure coursed through my body. Reid thrust inside me one last time and climaxed, flooding my insides with his semen. If I hadn’t already come, that alone would have been enough to send me over the edge.
Reid’s hold on my neck loosened, allowing me to take a deep breath. It helped, but not as much as I’d expected. Because at that exact moment, something strange happened. Reid’s cock expanded inside me, stretching me even further and reaching spots in my body I hadn’t even been aware of.
“Agh!” I cried. “Reid… Ah…”
Reid started moving again, although this time, it was slower. He was more or less rocking his hips, but because of the new shape of his cock, it felt almost as vicious as before.
“Like that, don’t you?” he croaked out. “It’s my knot. Meant to breed whores like you. Do you want it? Want me to breed you?”
The words floated through my head without really processing.