Don’t Stop

Kian couldn’t believe what he had just heard. His eyes burned into hers as his little warrior continued to dry hump, showing exactly what she wanted. Oh, he’d give her exactly what she needed.

He grabbed her hips and wrapped her legs around his waist as he changed their positions. He leaned down and captured her mouth with his, letting his hand slid down her body to slip beneath the waistband of her sweatpants. His fingers dipped into her panties and he growled at the wetness that immediately coated his fingers.

He hadn’t even pushed his fingers inside of her. His kiss deepened, getting rougher as his fingers sank into her. She moaned into his kiss and he used his thumb to lightly touch her nub while his fingers stretched her out. She was so fucking tight and wet.

“Breed you, isn’t that what you said?” he rasped as he eased back to look at her face. Her pleasure was fired through his veins. “Is that what you want, Raina? You want me to breed you?”

Her eyes mets his and she moaned. Fuck.

He started to thrust his fingers inside of her, slightly loosening her as he continued at a relentless pace. She gasped as her eyes went to his. A hint of panic as her pleasure skyrocketed. He smirked, when her body refused to give her back any control. He spurred her body on, watching her as his name came out as breathy pleas of mercy.

There would be no mercy tonight. She would surrender to him. Her eyes rolled back when he added another finger as he quickened the pace, slamming into her. Her back arched as she screamed out his name. The tightness around his fingers clenched and growled loudly as her blinding pleasure ripped through him right to his already hard dick.

He immediately pulled his hand out from her sweatpants and grabbed the waistband of it to yank them down off of her with her underwear. He chucked them to the side as Raina gazed up at him dazed bathing the afterglow of her orgasm. The orgasm that he gave her. It wouldn’t be the last one he’d give her either. He licked his lips as his eyes drifted, feasting at the sight of her. She was so wet and ready for him.

He quickly pushed down his own sweatpants and boxers, kicking them to the side in his haste. He yanked off his shirt. He then rid her the rest of her clothes, freeing her from her shirt and bra. He watched as her hands moved to cup her breasts, squeezing them. Her fingers teased her nipples as she tugged.

“You’re killing me,” he breathed out in awe as he moved over her.

His arm held himself up as his free hand grabbed his dick. He watched as she looked down at him. She licked her lips as she shifted against him restlessly.

“Impatient?” he murmured against her ear.

She nodded her head. “I want…”

“Oh, I know what you want.”

He chuckled as he pushed his dick between her folds coating himself with her juices. She moaned, throwing her head back at the skin to skin contact. He watched her as she moved her hips, causing his dick to slide up and down her folds.

Fuck. That was hot. Seeing her so hungry for his dick, he smirked as he shifted so his dick slid against that little nub. She gasped. Her fingers curled in his biceps. Her eyes met his and he continued to tease her just sliding his dick over that area.

“Ki-Kian,” she squeaked as she tried to move away.

He pushed his body down against her, thrusting against her sensitive area. Her body tensed against his and she cried out his name as her orgasm ripped through the both of them. He gritted his teeth as he waited it out for a moment.

When she started to come down from her orgasm, that was when he grabbed his dick and guided the tip to her entrance. He pushed himself inside and her body jumped at the blinding pleasure that rocked the both of them. Her mouth opened, but she slapped a hand over her mouth to keep from crying out.

He bit down on his bottom lip to keep from shouting himself. When he was all the way in, he held still against her, looking straight into her eyes. He leaned down to kiss her slowly and deeply, letting them get lost in the kiss for a moment. She wrapped her arms around his neck and enjoying their kiss.

He was still kissing her when he started to move. He thrusted his tongue in her mouth as he rocked his hips against hers, allowing her body to get used to him. Feeling her pleasure mixing with his wouldn’t allow him to stay in control for long. She gasped when his pace quickened and his thrust became harder.

The desk started to slam against the wall, because of the brutal impact of his hip slamming into hers. The slap of their skin smacking against each other as he pounded into her. Her body trembled against his as he felt the stirrings of her building orgasm. Ruthless, he chased after it enjoying her pleasure boiling through his veins like an addictive drug as he continued to let her know and everyone else in the pack house that he was fucking her.

It started off with her whimpers and breathy gasps. Her body quaking as her body hummed and buzzed with building energy. Soon, his little mate was trying to scratch up his shoulders and back with her claws. He growled in approval as he grabbed the edge of the desk and savagely hammered into her with so much force that she cried out his name over and over again.

He never realized he had craved this. He never realized that this was what his soul needed all this time as he roared out her name like a battle cry. Blinding pleasured obliterated him, leaving nothing to survive in its wake.

* * *

What was that?

Raina’s body was still pressed flush up against Kian’s, shivering against him. His hot seed lodged deep inside of her. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist. The slight scent of blood in the air, she was certain were from the marks she dug into his back.

His eyes met hers as he drew back slightly. Not enough to unravel themselves from each other, but enough so he could look down at her. His eyes were soft, accessing her to make certain she was okay. She looked at their bodies still firmly joined together. She realized, he was still hard. How was he still hard after all that?

Her eyes flicked to his and he smirked as his hands traveled down. She gasped when he cupped her breast. His thumb rubbed against her sensitive nipple and she moaned at the sensations already sparking within her again. Maybe Mia was right… she was a bitch-in-heat.

“You’re so responsive, so sensitive, aren’t you, Raina?” he questioned as he tugged at her nipple. Her body jumped as her pleasure spiked. A dangerous smile crossed his face. “You’re not done being breed, are you?” She shook her head, wanting everything he was willing to give her. “Good, because I’m not done with you tonight.”

Her eyes widened when he pulled out of her. His still hard dick slick with both their juices came into view as she watched him. He grabbed her and flipped her around so she on her hands and knees. He quickly rearranged their bodies so they were at aligned with the length of the desk. She swallowed as he tugged her legs so her upper body dipped closer to the surface of the desk. Her butt was a little up in the air.

She felt him move for a moment and she watched him get off the desk to grab a pillow from one of the chairs. She swallowed as he approached her. His eyes darkened with lust. They seemed almost black. He grabbed her chin and he leaned down, kissing her hard and deep that the ache started to return and throb greedily for more.

He released her from his punishing kiss and then lifted her hips to push the pillow underneath her stomach. He then climbed back on top of his desk and over her. She could feel his body heat above her. She swallowed as she felt him nudge her legs apart more when he wedged himself between them. He lifted her hips for a moment and she gasped, squirming against him as he thrust his dick inside of her.

She couldn’t help the loud moan that escape from her lips as he started guide her hips back to meet his thrusts. Soon, she was clawing at his desk and crying out his name like a chant. He pressed a hand against the small of her back as he pounded into her at again. Her pussy throbbed, already signaling her downfall.

“Do you like it?” he growled into her ear, leaning over her as one hand played with her nipples. He tugged at them, drawing out her whimpers. “Do you like the way I breed you, Raina?”

She moaned as her pleasure rose to a frightening height. His hands slipped down and gripped the edge of the desk just like last time. Her heart thudded in her chest, anticipating the fierceness he was about to unleash.

“Do you want me to stop?” he whispered huskily.

“Don’t stop,” she moaned softly, shaking her head.

He chuckled. “I can’t hear you. I don’t think you want it bad enough.”

When he started to slight draw back, something along the lines of panic, desperation, and need overwhelmed her senses. 

“Don’t stop!” she almost sobbed, grinding her butt back against him. Her greedy pussy devouring his length. “I need it! I need you!" she begged him as she started to rock herself back and forth on him. She felt the addictive slide as his length withdrew from her only to get sucked back in until she bounced back against him. His knuckles turned white with how tightly he clutched the edge of his desk. "Please, Kian. Please. I need this so bad it's killing me. Breed me! I need you--”

That was when his wolf side flared and she gasped feeling her body fuse. He growled from above her. She didn’t have time to think about it, because his speed and brutality of his thrusts was causing her to scream and cry out in endless pleasure. She convulsed on his dick again and again, giving into orgasm after orgasm. This vicious cycle of neverending pleasure and sex was what she begged for. It wasn't even a want anymore. Her body needed it.

His name echoed in the hallways as she screamed it, but she didn’t care. These walls and this pack house would know his name even more than they already did. She didn’t even care that the entire pack house could hear her scream for him like the bitch-in-heat Mia rightfully accused her of being. She didn’t care that her body burned and ached from the use. She didn’t care about the bruises forming on her knees. She didn’t care that his seed mixed with her slick was dripping down her thighs or drenching the pillow and the surface of his desk.

All she cared about was his dick spearing into her. His hot spurts of seeds coated her greedy insides over and over again. Her womb wasn't even yet ready for a child to grow, but her body acted like it had been waiting years to take in as much of his seed as she could. Their pleasure spiraled together, intertwining and fusing together like she feared their souls were doing the more he fucked her soul out of her body. He wanted to brand her, but his name and essence were already tattooed and imprinted over ever inch of her.

She didn't want it to stop. She never wanted it to end.