Free Web NovelChapter 162: Chapter 161: Cain’s Claiming
Eve was looking at her three mates now....Damon, still on the bed, breathing hard, his cock still ready, confusion and anger warring on his face. Damian, sitting up fully now, his expression alert and assessing, watching his youngest brother with the focus of someone ready to intervene if necessary. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
And Silas....Cain....holding her with a tenderness that somehow coexisted with the predatory intensity radiating from him.
Fear gripped her.
She’d known this was coming. Had trained for it, prepared for it, been told repeatedly that she was getting strong enough. But knowing something intellectually and facing it in reality were entirely different things.
"Cain?" she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
He raised his head from her neck and looked at her.
The eyes that met hers were pure gold...no trace of Silas’s dark brown remaining. Ancient, patient, absolutely certain. The wolf who had been waiting for months, watching her grow stronger, preparing for this exact moment.
"Mate," he said, and his voice was Silas’s voice but layered with something deeper, rougher, more primal.
Eve shivered. She couldn’t help it.....the intensity of his gaze, the certainty in that single word, the feeling of being seen and known and claimed by something that operated on an entirely different level than the rational men she’d been navigating.
Cain saw the fear. His expression shifted....not softening exactly, but gaining awareness.
"Don’t be scared, little mate," he said, and one hand came up to cup her face with a gentleness that was startling given the predatory energy rolling off him. "I won’t hurt you."
He smiled.
The smile sent a shiver down Eve’s entire spine....not quite fear, not quite arousal, something more fundamental than both. The smile of a wolf that had finally caught what it had been hunting.
"You’re strong now," Cain said, his thumb brushing her cheekbone. "Strong enough to bear my mark. Strong enough to take what I need to give you." The smile widened fractionally. "Why don’t we start by finishing what Damon started?"
Eve felt cold fire run through her at those words, felt her body respond with hunger and apprehension in equal measure. She opened her mouth to respond, to ask for a moment to prepare....
But Cain didn’t give her time to think or protest.
He lifted her with effortless strength.....one hand at her waist, the other steadying her...and she felt him free his cock beneath her. She was still naked from her earlier feeding, still slick from riding Damon, still open and ready.
He lowered her down and slammed his cock into her in one brutal thrust.
Eve screamed.
Not pain....not entirely....but the overwhelming intensity of being filled completely, of being taken without preamble or gentleness, of Cain’s considerable size stretching her in ways that felt like too much and exactly right simultaneously.
He didn’t give her time to adjust.
His hands gripped her hips with bruising force and he began to fuck her with a relentlessness that made everything that had come before feel like preparation. This was different from Rex’s possessive dominance, different from Kane’s calculated control, different from Silas’s tender thoroughness.
This was primal.
Feral.
Complete.
Cain fucked her like he was claiming territory that had always been his and he was making absolutely certain everyone....including her....understood that fact. Each thrust was deep enough to make her feel it in her stomach, hard enough to make sounds tear from her throat that she’d never made before, fast enough that her body barely had time to process one sensation before the next crashed through her.
"Mine," Cain growled against her throat, his teeth scraping the sensitive skin there. "Finally mine. Do you feel that, little mate? Feel how perfectly you take me?" freёwebnoѵel.com
Eve couldn’t respond with words. Could only make broken sounds as he drove into her with relentless intensity, her body opening for him despite the overwhelming sensation, her succubus nature pulling energy from him in massive waves that made her skin begin to glow.
Damon was watching from across the bed, his earlier anger forgotten, his expression caught between concern and fascination as he watched Cain claim their mate with absolute totality. His hand had moved unconsciously to his own cock, stroking slowly as he watched, his wolf responding to the display of dominance even as his human side worried about the intensity.
"Should we...." he started, looking at Damian.
"Not yet," Damian said quietly, though his own expression was tight with the effort of not intervening. "He won’t hurt her. He’s been waiting too long for this to damage it. But if she says stop, or if it becomes too much....we stop him. Together if necessary."
They watched.
After two hours of non stop fucking, Cain changed positions without warning....flipping Eve onto her hands and knees, one hand fisting in her hair to arch her back, the other gripping her hip to hold her exactly where he wanted her. The new angle let him go even deeper, and Eve’s scream was hoarse and desperate.
"Take it," Cain commanded, his voice rough with dominance and need. "Take all of me. Show me how strong you’ve become."
He fucked her with her ass up with punishing force, each thrust driving her forward on the bed, each withdrawal leaving her empty just long enough to make her whimper before he filled her again.
Eve was glowing now.....genuinely, visibly glowing. Green light poured from her skin in waves that pulsed in rhythm with Cain’s movements, with the energy transfer happening between them. Her succubus nature was drinking from him the way a desert drinks rain, gorging on the massive power output he was providing.
Cain pulled out suddenly, and before Eve could process the loss, he’d flipped her onto her back. He drove back into her in one fluid movement, his golden eyes locking onto hers, his hand moving to her throat...not squeezing, just resting there, a reminder of his dominance, of his claim.
"Look at me," he commanded.
Eve’s eyes, which had been threatening to roll back from the intensity, focused on his face.
"Mine," Cain said again, and there was something almost reverent beneath the dominance. "My mate. My Luna. My perfect, powerful, extraordinary mate."
He lowered his head to her chest...to the space directly over her heart....and Eve knew with sudden, certain clarity what was about to happen.
"Cain...." she started.
His teeth sank into her skin.
The claiming bite.
Not the playful bites that Rex and Kane had given during their markings. This was different....deeper, more complete, his wolf’s canines extending just enough to mark her permanently, to leave something in her that would never fade.
Pain exploded through her chest, sharp and bright and absolute.
And then....
