CHAPTER 3.

KEIRAN

I looked down at the woman before me, her deep ocean blue eyes that shone with desire and hunger, her skin flawed with wounds and scars. She was smaller, much smaller than I was but her scent engulfed me like a flame and I took it all in.

I didn't know if she felt it too.

The pull, the desire, the want between us.

“ Claim her,” Tyrian, My wolf growled within me, hungry to taste her, feel her but I stopped myself, struggling to control the effects of the rut that was threatening to consume me.

She was my mate.

My fated mate.

But I couldn't touch her, not like that.

Many women who slept with me during my rut were unable to survive it and after waiting for so long I finally found my mate, I wasn't going to lose her.

She drew close, her doe eyes staring into my soul. “ Get out! Now!” I yelled, praying she would listen but she didn't, she kept coming closer and closer and with each step my resistance thinned.

“ Who did this to you?” Her voice, Jesus Christ. It rattled through me, making my wolf stir and cock twitch. Her finger reached for my face, her touch softer than I'd imagined.

She traced lines from my jaw to my cheeks to my ears, letting them linger there whilst I lost control.

“ Please leave, I'm begging you.” I cried desperately.

“ I want her, Keiran, I need her, we need her.” Tyrian said and my fists clenched the metal digging into my skin, the wolfsbane burned but my need for this woman before me burned hotter.

She met my gaze with those daring eyes of hers. “ I'm not leaving.” That was it, my last string of resistance.

Tyrian took over completely, tugging hard against the chains, snapping them to pieces in one go, he rushed to her, clasping his palm around her throat. He slammed her back against the cave wall, positioning himself between her thighs.

Fuck, she was wet.

With my hand still tight around her throat, I crashed my lips against hers, she kissed back, sliding her tongue into my mouth. Mint and lavender flooded my taste buds, unfamiliar but incredibly tasty, I wanted more. More of her.

Her chest heaved as she tried to gather her breaths. My tongue rolled into her mouth, scraping the back of throat. She bit hard against my lower lip, crimson mixing with her taste but it only made the kiss hotter and desire grow stronger.

Her warm breaths slammed against my face, her fingers digging into my hair. As we kissed the wounds upon her skin began to disappear, fading to nothing but smooth, porcelain skin, which shone beneath the darkness.

My other hand moved to her chest, covering her boobs as we kissed. I gave her a hard squeeze, making her moan into the kiss, the sound like a symphony to my ears.

Slowly, I released her neck, sliding my fingers through her soft luscious locs as I guided her deeper into my mouth. She matched my pace, struggling to catch her breath as our tongue curled.

Through the soft silk material of her dress, I pressed hard against her erect peaks, drawing another strangled moan from her. She pressed herself against me, closing the space between us in an instant.

My fingers moved from her hair back to her throat tilting it upward, giving myself more entrance into her mouth. I continued torturing her lips and nipples, my wolf urging me to do so much more but I was controlling myself.

A kiss from her could reduce the effects of my rut and that was enough. If I went all out, I could kill her and I wasn't going to kill my fated mate. She was mine and I'd rather die than harm her.

I pulled away, rolling my tongue over my lower lips, swiping the blood away. Her desire shone brighter, her lips slick and swollen, I couldn't help but imagine how those lips would look wrapped around my cock.

Fuck.

How was I going to resist this when merely seeing her was sending such thoughts through my mind.

Her sharp gaze slid from my eyes down to my chest. She pressed her fingers against it, running intricate lines across my skin, her touch was like a fuel, igniting a fire that only she could quench.

She moved lower and lower, till she reached my waistband and all instincts screamed for her to rip it off but I caught her hand. Fighting through the lust. “ You don't want this…”

“ I do,” she answered quickly, peeling her fingers away from my grasp.

“ But I don't want you to get hurt.” I'd never sounded so soft, not for anyone but I'd heard the mate bond made people do things they never did.

She shoved her hand into my boxers, curling her hands around my hardening cock. “ I know what I want,”

“ And what is that?” I already knew the answer but I wanted her to say it.

“ You,” She fell to her knees, drawing my shorts down with her, my cock sprang free, the tip glistened with my precum. Her looked at it, then back at me, taking my cock into her mouth.

My nails dug into the wall, smashing the stone beneath my fingers as her warm tongue curled around my cock. I wanted her to take all of it.

Reaching down, I gripped her hair. Rocking my hips faster as I quickened my pace, shoving my cock deeper and deeper into her throat. She gripped my waist, her claws digging into my skin as she took my cock.

My head lulled back, my eyes screwed shut as the pleasure washed over me. “ Fuck, Fuck yes…”

She kept going, faster and faster, her fingers reaching for my balls as she tried to take it in her mouth, alongside my cock. My toes squeezed, crushing the rocks beneath my feet as I shut my load into her, cum spilling into her mouth, leaking through the side, white dripping over her chest the cave floors. She drank my cum, her tongue curved around her lips taking the rest.

Her breaths were inconsistent, her cheeks red from how hard I fucked her mouth. My grip firmly planted around her scalp. She lifted her finger, cleaning the string of cum that lined her chest, bringing it to her lips.

Her tongue rolled over her fingers and I swore that was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen a woman do.

“ Turn…” I commanded and she obliged immediately, facing the wall. I hiked her dress up to her mid-back, tearing her panties away... she shuddered, releasing a low gasp.

But I was too late to turn back now.

I stroked my cock, rubbing her clit with my fingers. She shivered at first, but soon adjusted, skillfully taking my fingers.

I didn't waste time, I wanted to be inside her, feel her walls press against my cock. I retrieved my fingers which were smeared with her juices, bringing it to my lips, tasting it.

She tasted delicious.

Fuck.

I guided my cock into her, she screamed, her pussy clutching against my cock, I pressed her head against the wall, moving deeper and deeper into her.

I was going to regret this.

But right now, the only place I wanted to be was inside her.