Chapter 11

BEAST.

Natalia panted, her heartbeat drumming in my ears and mirroring my own. But within a few minutes, her breathing slowed and her heart returned to a normal rhythm. I held her in my arms, thinking I was a damn fool for too long. I knew she’d be sore after making love with me and never having been with anyone. I still couldn’t get over that she’d chosen me as her first.

While she slept, guilt rose in me, burning my throat.

Carefully, I eased from her bed, letting her sleep. I couldn’t afford the luxury of sleeping all night with her. I couldn’t get close to her.

Fuck, I was supposed to kill her. I stared at her lying on the bed, dark hair sprawled out across the pillow, one breast exposed, and something in my chest tightened.

I had to be strong, if I wasn’t, they’d kill both of us. I’d never failed in a job before. But my attraction to her was messing me up.

I buttoned up my shirt and pulled on my shorts, then slipped out the door.

In the kitchen, I opened a beer and chugged it down before grabbing another.

Maybe I couldn’t kill her, but if I didn’t, she’d still be in danger and they’d make me a dead man for defying them.

After half a dozen beers, I had hoped the alcohol would clear the shit storm around me or at least give me a mother-fucking buzz. But when the sun shone through the partially drawn curtains of my bedroom, I was stone-cold sober. And my cock was hard as stone. I wanted her. Again.

She’d be too sore probably, and I cursed myself for even thinking about her. I needed to push her out of my lustful thoughts.

I made pancakes with chocolate chips and, like a moron, carried them up to her room when I heard her stirring.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up with a sleepy smile as I put a tray with stacked pancakes and syrup in front of her.

“What’s this?”

“Breakfast.” I nodded to the food. “Eat up while it’s warm.”

She dug in, but after several bites, she pointed her chin at me. “What about you?”

“I’m fine,” I lied. If I was going to kill her, the least I could do was make her last day pleasant. “I’ll draw you a bath for the pain.”

Her blush colored her cheeks and my cock jumped in reaction. Shit. I wanted to devour her right here, right now.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

I ducked out of the room before I gave in to my animal instincts. She would think I was a savage beast if I tried to have sex with her now so soon after last night.

After I ran the bathwater, I added a healing herb packet I’d bought in town months ago. The old woman said it helped speed healing, and I humored her at the time, but now I hoped she was a fucking witch and this would ease Natalia’s pain. Or maybe my little captive was getting under my skin.

I waited in my room until I heard Natalia’s sigh as she eased into the bath. The urge to join her burned through me, but I went to my balcony and shifted into my wolf.

Then I leapt onto the sand dune and raced across the island, trying to put as much distance as possible between me and the woman who was taking my heart without realizing it.

I stayed in my wolf form all day and into dusk the next day. But I couldn’t stay away from her. I yearned to see her, to touch her, taste her. I wanted to bury myself deep inside her until she screamed my name and orgasmed multiple times.

When I entered the house, her scent drew me up the stairs.

I found her in my bed, wrapped up in the sheets, a light gleam of sweat across her forehead like she’d been tossing and turning. She was naked and it seemed like she was going into heat. Her scent engulfed me and I wanted to drown it in, in her.

Slowly, I laid next to her and her body turned to me like she somehow sensed I was there. My cock twitched in anticipation, ready to go at the sight of her voluptuous body and the memory of how fucking good she felt.

“Tomas?” she moaned, and I gently rubbed a thumb across her nipple. She shivered and I relished in the feel of her.

“I’m here.” My voice came out rough and she opened her eyes.

“Good,” she replied in a sleepy tone with a brush of sultriness in it before she reached out to touch my cock and I sucked in a breath.

“What are you doing?”

“I want you,” she said and tugged me closer. “Please.”

Shit. She was so fucking tempting. I prayed she wasn’t too sore. If she told me to stop, I would, but it would be fucking hard. I wanted her with a desperation that had me shaking inside.

Desire and emotions rushed through me, threatening to drown me. She wanted me and I’d be a fool to deny her.

My cock throbbed with need and desire raced down my spine, leaving a hot trail in its wake. There was nothing I wanted more than to ravage this woman for everything she was worth and more. Claim every inch of her body as mine. The thought of taking her left me shaking with a primitive need that had nothing to do with my animal form.

I took her mouth in a hungry kiss, and it was like coming home after a long journey. Her body shivered against me and I understood how a man could lose his soul for a woman like her.

She groaned against my lips; the sound echoed mine as a hot rush of desire shot through my balls and straight up my cock, making me moan in desperation for relief from that unbearable pressure… to thrust deep inside of this woman who drove every rational thought from my mind. Knot her and make her mine. She, who had once been my enemy.

I shoved aside the thoughts that I shouldn’t be doing this. That I should be distancing myself from her. Instead, I licked one gorgeous nipple until it stood erect and then moved to the other.

She squirmed against me, yanking on my dick.

“Patience, little minx.” I kissed her pout. Then my kiss turned possessive, demanding. I slid my finger across her wet folds and she moaned, grinding against my hand.

My beast roared for release, but I kept it in check. She clung to me, murmuring my name as I kissed her neck and down her sweat-slicked body.

“If you keep making those sounds,” I teased, my voice tight with lust, “I won’t be able to stop.”

Her body quivered under me. “Then don’t.” She tilted her chin higher and her eyes were feral with desire.

“No,” she gasped. “I need you now.”

That was all the encouragement I needed. My erection swelled and I thrust into her. Hot, tight, and oh so wet. She was so damn tight. I let out a growl and she gasped.

“Tomas!”

Her screams were a sweet symphony, and the power of our connection was like waves crashing over me. Suddenly, all of my circuits overloaded and I thrust in harder, faster, deeper. I couldn’t stop.

Lightly, I rubbed her clit, wanting her to come, wanting her to squeeze me as hard as she could. Her nails clawed at my back, but she took every inch of me, making sounds that drove me on.

“Tomas.” She said my name in a broken whisper, and her body pulsed in little tremors that clenched and unclenched my cock as her orgasm took her over the edge.

I fucked her harder, filling her until I was balls deep inside her pussy.

The feeling of her tight walls around me, her body trembling against mine, had me thrusting into her frantically.

“I want you to come again, Natalia,” I purred. My mouth devoured her nipple as my fingers pressed on her clit.

She bucked underneath me, and her cries of pleasure spurred me on. My heart raced as I pumped into her, filling her again and again with my huge cock.

“Oh, Tomas!” Her moans increased in volume, as did the spasms around my cock.

Her legs wrapped around my waist, her hands were in my hair, and she pulled me close with almost inhuman strength. I muffled her screams with my mouth, razing her soft lips.

My balls tightened, but I pushed back my own climax. Not yet, not fucking yet. I plunged into her over and over, the silkiness of her pussy trying to hold me inside. I stroked circles over the nub of her clit until it engorged under my fingertips.

“Fuck, Tomas,” she panted, gripping my shoulders as though she were trying to hold on. But I wasn’t fucking done yet.

I sucked on her breast, my fingers going faster over her clit and bringing her pleasure. Her body quivered as she clung to me.

I wanted to make her come again while I was buried deep inside her, wanted her to feel the fire of passion I felt.

I moved faster, my hips listening as I drove into her. She gasped and mewled, urging me on.

Together, we moved as one, in sync. Her nails bit into my back and I growled with pleasure deep in my throat.

Her body started to shake as my fingers worked between us, pushing her closer and closer. She gasped and then screamed, her release intensifying mine. I felt her inner walls pulsed around me stronger and harder than before.

My climax shot through me and a carnal roar ripped from my throat. My dick pulsed deep inside her and filled her with my own pleasure.

We lay there, panting, and I pulled her closer, face to face, heart to heart. I groaned, burying my face in her neck. I clung to her like a drowning man to a life preserver. Her pussy throbbed with aftershocks that I felt all the way up my cock and through my whole body. It was fucking ecstasy. I’d always had the ability to pull out of a woman before knotting her. With Natalia, I couldn’t control it. It was instinct. The werewolf that bit me taught me the basics of alphas and omegas, but experience this with an omega for the first time was beyond my comprehension. But education could only take me so far, I was a hands-on kinda guy and she felt fucking amazing.

We stayed joined for a few more minutes, and my knotting in her locked us in place, so she didn’t have much choice. Her body shook, and I brushed the hair from her face, trying to distract her from why I was still buried deep inside her. She opened her heavy-lidded eyes and smiled at me.

“That was…” She paused and gave a breathy laugh. “Incredible.”

“You’re welcome.” I smirked and she lightly slapped my arm.

Her skin glowed in the sunlight and I was captivated by the sight. Fuck, she was beautiful, like a goddess come to life. Even more so after her orgasm. Her eyes and skin were flushed, her lips puffy from my kisses. I had the urge to fuck her again, but I didn’t want to push my luck and cause her pain.

My ego was busting at the seams that I had the power to drive her to heights of pleasure.

She started softly snoring, which made me smile. I would need to talk to her about us knotting and her being an omega, but for now I enjoyed this moment with her as I held her in my arms.

The sound of waves lazily lapping at the shore filled the quiet between us.

After a few more blissful moments, I untangled us and pulled up my shorts. She held the sheet to her chest as she sat up, her body trembling.

“Are you leaving?”

“No.” I tucked her in and laid down beside her, wrapping my arms around her.

“I can’t keep my eyes open. Shit, you wore me out... in a good way. In the best way.” She snuggled closer against me.

My grin split my face and I chuckled. “Don’t worry,” I murmured, kissing her hair. “I’m not going anywhere. Sleep.”

Her eyes drifted closed, and with her softly breathing in my arms, something tugged deep inside me. Something I couldn’t name. My head bellowed that I shouldn’t be doing this. That I should take my gun and shoot her now. But my heart and my wolf fought for dominance, telling myself a little bit more time with her wouldn’t hurt anything.

She was my forbidden pleasure, my ultimate indulgence, and I was going to take every last drop that I could, for as long as I could.