Gray Back Broken Bear(24)

With a growl, he pulled her panties down and flung them to the floor, then pulled off the tit holder she’d just unsnapped. Oooh, her nipples were perfect. Pink like her cheeks and all drawn up against the cold. He should warm them with his mouth. Leaning forward, he drew one in and sucked on it. When she responded with a helpless sound, he ran the flat of his tongue over it and cupped his hand over her sex. Her body moved against him like water. Every touch ushered a reaction. His dick was so hard right now. Too thick. Looking at Ana, this couldn’t work. She was tiny, fine boned like a bird. He would hurt her.

But when he brushed her folds with his middle finger, she was soaking wet. Damn, he wanted to taste her there. Wanted to taste? Was that normal? Don’t scare her.

Ana reached down and pressed his hand against her harder as she writhed against his touch. “In,” she pleaded.

In? A little more pressure, and his finger slid into her by inches. Ana threw back her head as her eyes rolled closed. Oh fuck, that hole wasn’t only for dicks. His finger felt good to her, too. He eased inside of her up to his knuckle, but that wasn’t what got her going. When he bumped the spot right above her entrance, Ana cried out and clutched the comforter. Her knees spread wider, as if she was inviting him in again.

That was the spot she liked. That was the spot he needed to work. So he did.

“Stop, stop, stop,” she whispered. “I’m going to come.”

Easton slid out of her immediately. Wasn’t coming what she wanted?

“I want to come with you.”

Oh. Easton kissed her hard as he lay down on top of her. Ana’s breasts were soft against his hard chest—more opposites. He positioned the head of his cock at her slick entrance and teased. Ana begged by rolling her hips until she took him an inch, then again. How could anything feel this good?

“Please,” she pleaded. “I want you inside of me.”

Gritting his teeth against the intense pleasure, Easton slid into her tight entrance until she’d taken all of him. He eased out slowly as she clutched onto his back with her claws. Scratching little mate. Mate, mate, mate. Easton pumped his hips hard once, then eased out again, savoring her body. Ana begged him to go faster, but he wouldn’t. He wasn’t after a thirty second fuck-fest with her. He wanted to take care of her before he shot his load.

He kissed her to quiet her pleading, brushed his tongue against hers over and over until she gripped the back of his hair and pulled him even closer. Hard in, easy out. Hard in, easy out.

“Easton, please!” Ana cried, arching her neck back.

“Fuck,” he growled out, bucking into her faster.

Over and over he slammed into her as the pressure built in his dick. Ana ran her claws down his back and screamed out his name as her body pulsed around him, milking him.

His mind was going, filling with the snarling, possessive monster inside of him. No, no, no, hold on! Growling out a wild sound, he lost his mind and drove into her one last time. Heat flooded out of him in throbbing spurts.

My mate. Mine.

He wanted to keep his Ana for always.

And as he bucked erratically into her, emptying himself completely, he did the unforgivable.

He sank his teeth deep into her shoulder.





Chapter Ten




Aviana cried out at the mixture of pleasure and poignant pain that shot jolts of electricity firing down the nerves of her shoulder and arm. She gasped as Easton clamped his teeth down harder. He went rigid above her and released her torn skin, then flinched away from her. In a blur, he was in the shadows against the wall, light reflecting oddly in his eyes.

The scent of iron filled the air, and warmth ran rivers down her shoulder and onto the sheets. She clutched her shoulder as tears of agony ran down the corners of her eyes. Why had he done that?

“Easton, you hurt me,” she murmured in a broken voice. “Why?”

“Ana, Ana, I’m sorry. Fuck.” He jumped up on the bed, legs on either side of hers as he held out his hands to calm her. His eyes glowed in the light that filtered in from the bathroom. He really was an animal. Wild and violent, and not even her affection could slow his destruction.

“I love you Easton, and you hurt me!” Anger blasted through her. Betrayal lashed against her heart.

“Don’t say that, Ana! You don’t love me. Can’t love me. You don’t know me.” Easton dragged his horrified gaze across her hand that had gone slick with blood. It wasn’t stopping. Putting pressure on it wasn’t working. “Ana, Ana, listen. You’re going to Turn. I put a bear inside of you. I’m sorry, Ana!” He fell to his knees, straddling her hips. “I’m so sorry. My bear— No! I did it. It’s my responsibility. I have to get you help. Creed will know what to do. I messed everything up. I’m so sorry.”