Chapter 293 Chapter 293

Chapter 293 Chapter 293
Rayena responded on shaky legs, back arched and thighs spread. Xenon grabbed a hold of her hands, pinning them above her head. With a free hand, he gripped her waist and angled his position, body blanketing hers before driving into her completely.

Rayena let out a shrill scream, muffled by the sheets on the bed, this position making her feel him even deeper. He began hammering into her, mumbling incoherent nonsense into the crook of her neck.

His thrusts were devoid of any finesse—just raw, savage claiming. Rayena moaned into the sheets, her body writhing as Xenon’s clawed fingers dug into her skin, his furry body blanketing hers as he morphed into a half-shift, his wolf finally inching to the surface.

He swelled even further inside her, and Rayena squirmed in discomfort, trying to no avail to get away from him, but he only pinned her down beneath him, determined to have her take all he was giving.

His strokes were ruthless, plunging deep into her soul, determined to rip her in two. Rayena’s moans turned to screams, then finally wails, reverberating through the entire cottage. The sound pleased Xenon greatly, a snarl ripping from his throat as he angled his strokes, hitting that spot in her that had her seeing stars.

Rayena came unexpectedly, her insides tightening around him like a vice, triggering his own orgasm. He groaned, his thrusts stuttering, her body milking him dry, pulling him into a tide of sensations so powerful he thought he might lose his goddamned mind.

“Mine!” he snarled, bottoming out in her before releasing onto her buttocks.

“Yours…” Rayena muttered, her body shaking.

Another growl ripped from him, and he plunged into her once more. He pounded hard and fast into her, the bed creaking in time with his thrusts. His breath was hot against her neck, and he wouldn’t stop nipping at her skin, leaving imprints on her body.

“Mmm… Aaah!” Rayena cried, unable to stop the sounds spilling from her lips. Rayena could feel herself floating, lost somewhere between awareness and bliss. Every stroke, every glide of his cock inside her seemed to throw her higher into the atmosphere, leading her to searing heights.

She couldn’t stop moaning, couldn’t stop mewling, trying and failing to meet his thrusts and eventually submitting to the sensations he evoked within her, until she felt him swell inside her, a rough growl spilling from his lips.

Lightning flashed through the room, followed closely by the booming of thunder. The wind began howling, barreling through the cottage.

Squirming slightly in discomfort, she turned her head to see him already half-turned, the yellow of his wolf already prominent in his eyes. A sliver of fear bloomed in her chest, but he angled his strokes, hitting multiple sensitive spots inside her, and every concern dissolved.

“Say you belong to me…” he growled in a voice more animal than male, his breath hot in her ear.

“Yours!” she repeated, heart pounding in her chest.

“I didn’t hear you,” he growled.

“I belong to you!” Rayena screamed, tears spilling now, running down her face.

His movements became faster, more urgent, more desperate, as if he were trying to bury himself completely inside her.

Rayena lost complete control of her body, bucking helplessly beneath him as her orgasm crashed over her. She trashed, shuddered and cried, her body tightening helplessly against him.

If Xenon felt it, he didn’t let on. Instead, he tucked his face against her neck, blanketing her completely, his ragged breathing against her skin sending jolts of heat through her every time he thrust into her, lengthening her orgasm.

“Xenon… Please! Please!” Rayena cried when it became too much.

His movements quickened impossibly, harsh groans spilling from his lips as he neared his own release. His muscles grew taut, his thrusts losing uniformity, and like a desperate man looking for something to hold onto before the wave of pleasure swept him away, he dug his nails into her waist, already teetering.

When his release came, it almost annihilated him.

It seemed to go on forever, and like the vixen Rayena was, her walls contracted around him, milking him dry as she triggered another orgasm. Sparks danced around his eyes, his vision rimming black.

By the time awareness returned to him, Rayena was lying in a pool of his semen, shuddering violently, broken whimpers spilling from her lips. There was hardly any time to feel embarrassment as it was his tiger’s turn to take over.

Taking advantage of his moment of weakness, he morphed into a half-shift, pulling Rayena to the edge of the bed and angling his body just right so he could watch every expression she made. He entered her again, feeling her walls spasm around him from repeated climaxes, and without giving her time to acclimate, began driving into her like a madman.

A hoarse scream spilled from her lips, and Rayena twisted beneath him, trying to get away from the maelstrom of sensations. It was futile. Xenon wouldn’t let her go, only pressed her down, forcing her to take all he gave.

“Oh gods!… Oh gods!” Rayena cried when it became too much.

Xenon began nipping at the skin of her shoulders, zeroing in on the spot for his mark. He licked it once, twice, feeling her shudder against him, then grew a fang.

Just as he was about to release, he sank home, pumping her walls full of his semen. Rayena screamed, her eyes snapping open before clamping shut as Xenon drank from her blood while simultaneously coating her walls with his release.

There was no word to describe what she was going through. It felt like she had been dropped into scalding oil, every cell in her body consumed with blinding pain.

She was being ripped apart, pounded over, then sewn back together. Xenon tried to stop her screams by shoving his fingers into her mouth, but she bit down so hard she broke skin, his own blood spilling into her mouth.

He gave a sharp groan of pain, but it soon morphed into pleasure. In her own way, she had marked him as well. He felt utterly consumed.

They collapsed onto the bed, bodies shaking like fish out of water, him still buried deep inside her. Letting out a low moan, his forehead dropped to the crook of her shoulder as he struggled desperately, if only for a moment, to collect himself.

His knot began to swell, locking both of them in place, but Rayena was still shaking, still trembling.

The heavens opened, and rain began pouring down, blanketing the cottage in a halo of white noise.

“Rayena?” Xenon called weakly, pulling her closer, rubbing her body soothingly.