Free Web NovelChapter 175: Chapter 175
Riley’s POV
Leslie did not waste time after I told her what I was planning. She moved fast to a small table in the corner of the room and mixed something in a glass bottle. The liquid was dark and thick and smelled sharp, like herbs and something metallic.
She brought it over to Cane and carefully lifted his head, pouring the concoction into his mouth little by little. Some of it dripped down his chin, but most of it went down his throat. She wiped his mouth gently and stepped back, looking at me with worried eyes.
"It will stir him," she said quietly. "But it will make him wild. Very wild. He will not be fully himself, Riley. Are you sure about this?"
I nodded, even though my stomach was twisting into knots. "I have to be. It is the only way the bond can reach him."
We both waited.
For a few long seconds, nothing happened. Cane stayed still, his breathing shallow and weak. Then his body jerked suddenly. His chest rose hard and fast, and a low growl rumbled from deep inside him. His eyes snapped open, glowing bright grey, and his muscles started to swell and shift under his skin.
The half-shift took over fast, his fangs lengthening, his claws growing longer, and his body getting bigger and wider like the concoction had pushed him into a more primal state. He looked dangerous and powerful and so fucking hot it made my breath catch, even though I was scared.
Leslie backed away toward the door. "I will wait outside. Call if you need me."
She slipped out, and the door clicked shut, leaving me alone with him.
Cane’s glowing eyes locked on me immediately. He sat up slowly and predatory, his gaze dragging over my body like he could already smell how nervous and turned on I was.
"Riley," he growled, his voice deeper and rougher than normal. "Come here."
I walked closer, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. I stopped right in front of the bed, and he reached out fast, grabbing my waist and yanking me onto the mattress with him.
His hands were bigger now, stronger, and the heat from his skin burned through my clothes. He flipped me onto my back and climbed over me, caging me in with his massive body. His cock was already hard and huge, pressing against my thigh through his pants, thicker than I remembered it being.
"You smell like fear and want," he said, his voice low and filthy as he leaned down and dragged his nose along my neck. "My mate. My mine. I am going to have you smell like me, and you will take everything like the good little mate you are."
I whimpered because the words made my pussy clench, even though part of me was still scared. Cane ripped my top open in one tug, exposing my breasts, and he groaned loud at the sight.
"These tits are mine," he said before leaning down and sucking one nipple into his mouth hard.
He sucked and bit and licked until I was moaning and arching up into him, my hands fisting in his hair. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same rough attention while his hand slid down and pushed under my skirt, ripping my panties off in one quick motion.
His fingers found my pussy immediately, and he pushed two thick ones inside me without warning, stretching me open. I cried out because it burned, but it also felt so good my hips rocked up to take more.
"So fucking wet for me already," he growled, pumping his fingers faster, rolling them to hit that spot inside me that made my toes curl. "Your pussy is dripping down my hand. You want me to stretch you wide and fill you up until you cannot breathe."
"Yes," I moaned, my voice breaking. "Please, Cane, I need it. I need you."
Oh freaking damn shit, I can’t even believe I’m saying this right now! Is this what the useless bond does to mates? Haven’t even been touched properly and I’m a mess already.
He pulled his fingers out and shoved his pants down, freeing his cock. It was bigger now, thicker and longer from the wild shift, the head already leaking and the veins pulsing. He rubbed it against my soaked folds, teasing me for a second before he thrust in hard and deep in one brutal stroke.
I screamed loud because he was so big it felt like he was splitting me open, but the pain mixed with so much pleasure I could not stop the moan that followed.
"Fuck yes," he groaned, starting to move immediately. "Take my cock like a good mate. Your pussy is so tight and hot around me. Better than anything I have ever felt. You were made for this, Riley. Made to take my cock deep and let me breed you."
He fucked me hard and fast, his hips slamming against mine with every thrust, making my breasts bounce wildly. The bed creaked under us, and the wet slap of skin on skin filled the room along with my moans and his growls.
He leaned down and bit my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks while he pounded into me deeper and deeper. Every thrust hit my cervix, and the pleasure was so intense my eyes rolled back.
"Harder, Cane, please me harder," I begged, my nails digging into his back.
He growled and gave me what I asked for, slamming into me so deep and rough the bed shook.
"That’s right, beg for it," he said, his voice rough and possessive. "Beg for your mate’s cock like the needy little mate you are. Tell me how much you love being ruined by me."
"I love it," I cried out, my body shaking as another orgasm built fast. "I love your cock inside me, Cane. Please don’t stop, I am so close."
He reached between us and rubbed my clit fast and rough while he kept fucking me deep and brutal.
"Come for me," he commanded. "Come all over my cock and milk me like a good mate." free𝑤ebnovel.com
I came hard, screaming his name, my pussy clamping down on him, pulsing and gushing around his thick cock. He fucked me right through it, not slowing down at all, his thrusts getting even harder and deeper.
"Good girl," he growled. "You come so pretty for me. Now you are going to take my knot and let me fill you up until you are dripping with my cum."
His cock swelled even bigger inside me, the knot at the base pushing against my entrance, stretching me wider and wider. It hurt, but it felt so good at the same time, and I moaned loud, my legs wrapping tighter around his waist.
The knot popped inside me, locking us together, and Cane growled loud, grinding deep against my cervix. The fullness was insane. I felt so stuffed and claimed, and I came again just from the pressure of the knot rubbing against my g-spot.
Cane kept grinding into me, short, hard thrusts that made the knot tug at my entrance and press against my womb.
"Feel that?" he groaned. "My knot is so deep inside you. You are stuck on my cock now. You are going to take every drop when I come, and then I am going to mark you so everyone knows you belong to me."
I was a shaking, moaning mess under him, my body overwhelmed with pleasure and the slight pain from how big he was. Cane pounded me with the knot still locked inside me, grinding and thrusting until I came one more time, sobbing and crying out his name.
Only then did he let himself go.
He thrust as deep as the knot would let him and roared as he came hard. I felt every thick pulse of his cock as he filled me up with hot, heavy spurts of cum, so much that it started leaking out around the knot and dripping down my thighs.
He kept grinding slow and deep, making sure every drop stayed inside me while he leaned down and kissed me possessively.
When he finally pulled back slightly, his eyes were still glowing, wild and satisfied. He looked down at me with that dark, hungry look and brushed his thumb over my bottom lip.
"You are mine now," he said, his voice low and rough. "And I am going to mark you so no one will ever take you from me again."
He leaned down over my neck, his fangs fully extended, and I felt the sharp points press against my skin right where my pulse was racing.
My eyes widened in shock as the realization hit me.
He was really going to mark me! Okay no, this isn’t going to turn out well.
Wait!_
