Oh, god. She wanted to be touched so badly. She wanted him to stroke her pussy with his long fingers until she was shivering in his arms.

"Perfect." He leaned back. "Come a little closer and take off your panties. I want to see your pink pussy."

Sarina couldn't stop the moan that came out. Sliding her panties down her legs, she kicked them aside, eager for his touch, his words.

"Put your hands behind your head."

"Why?"

"No talking. Do it now, Sarina." His harsh words made her clitoris throb even as she did what he wanted. She felt like she was under arrest with her arms behind her head, but she kept them there.

He leaned forward and snagged her by the hips. She groaned at the hot feel of his hands on her. He pulled her closer to his body, his heat.

"Look straight ahead, don't look down, or I'll make you very sorry, Sarina." Her pussy quivered and she locked her eyes across the room.

And then she felt it. The hot teasing breath across her belly, going down, down. Then a thick arm curled around her waist as his hand grabbed her by the thigh and lifted her leg off the floor, opening her. The position was awkward, but he easily supported her with his arm.

And then his mouth was at the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, his tongue licking a hot path up.

"Vane," she gasped, her hips thrusting forward. He ignored her and pressed soft bites on her thigh going down to her knee where he licked behind it. She gasped again as more heat flooded her pussy.

Her nipples begged to be touched, but she dared not ask him for it. She wondered just what he'd do to make her sorry. But as his tongue trailed a wet path up her thigh, all thoughts but of need and desire fled her.

When he licked the smooth crease between her leg and sex, she whimpered. His head pulled back, and then she felt the cool stream of air on her wet folds. The airy touch made her squirm. Please, she begged silently.

Then she felt it. The hot, velvety press of his tongue against her.

"Oooh!"

Her orgasm was so close to the surface. Just a few licks. Her cunt was coated in her feminine juices, her clit swollen and begging to be touch, and her sheath aching to be filled.

But he didn't pass his tongue across her again. He dropped her foot back to the floor, grabbed her by the hips, and took a nipple into his mouth. He tongued the hard point, flicking it quicker and quicker then soothing it with a hard suctioning that brought most of her breast into his mouth.

She panted his name. He moved to the untouched nipple, making her hips rocked as much as they could in his tight grip.

"You've been very good, Sarina. I'll reward you for obeying your Alpha." A wave of cream escaped her pussy in excitement.

He sat back and positioned her just how he wanted. With her pussy in front of his face. His big hands moved to the rounded curve of her ass and held on to her just as his tongue swept through her open folds.

He didn't waste any more time.

He found her clitoris easily, and tongued her sex with quick flicks of his tongue until she fought to catch her breath above him. She pushed against his mouth. He pulled her lips into his mouth and sucked on them, then he ate at her, licking up her cream and spreading it around. Then he focused that talented tongue where she needed it.

She shouted as he found her clit and worked it like a man who enjoyed what he was doing. She squirmed against his touch, trying to get closer. Her skin grew tighter and tighter, the heat within her hotter until finally, blissfully, she erupted against his tongue in an intense explosion of heat and pleasure. She screamed, and her pussy pulsed fast and hard.

Vane pulled back, his hands tightening on her hips. Sarina struggled to open her eyes after that powerful, short release. Her legs trembled, and her heart hammered in her ears. But her body was still more than ready. Instead of easing the breeding cycle's need, it only served to tip the scales further.

Her belly cramped hard and twisted like a knife inside her. She cried out, her eyes seeking out Vane's in the darkness. "It hurts."

He set her on the couch. "I know, baby. I'm going to make it better." He stood and undressed in smooth, unhurried motions that made her mouth dry.

Hard, rounded, perfectly tight muscles covered his body. Hard biceps bulged as he pushed down his jeans and stepped out of them. His chest was hard with muscle and covered in a dusting of black hair that Sarina yearned to run her hands through it. He pulled off the last of his clothes, and stood proudly as she lovingly adored his body with her eyes.

"Enough," he said, and climbed on top of her. Sarina gasped at the hard, hot feel of his body above hers and raised her hips to meet his. She loved it when they did this. He would thrust through her creamy pussy, bumping over her clit with the length of his cock, never entering her. She would come in hot shuddering waves that left him jetting white waves on her stomach and breasts.

Even though when they finished, she still ached deeply inside. The cramping pain would start after that. It wrenched hard inside her until she felt like she could barely breathe. But she kept that from him. Didn't dare let him know how much it hurt, because then he'd be inside her in a heartbeat. His protective instincts were already strong. He'd take her to save her from the pain.

His teeth found her earlobe and bit down. Goosebumps spread across her arms, and she couldn't help but brush her nipples back and forth across the crisp hairs of his chest. His strong hands traced over her body, everywhere he could reach. He didn't shy away from her neediest parts, but pinched her nipples as he sucked the sensitive skin at her neck.

"Vane!" Moaning her pleasure, Sarina brushed her fingers through his hair and fisted the thick locks.

"Spread your legs, Sarina." She started to open her legs, eager to come again, to see him come, but stopped.

"You will hold your promise to me, right Vane?" He growled at her, more beast than man, and used his powerful thighs to separate them. "Vane, tell me you won't take me!"

He settled himself against her, his cock nested atop her sleek sex, and pulled back to look at her. His eyes were dark and intense, his jaw tight, his brow furrowed.

"Let me have you, Sarina. I need you as much as you need me. Don't you understand that it pains me not to ease you, to not be with you?" She was already shaking her head no, but her eyes shined with unshed tears.

"Vane, I can't. My father..."

"Stop thinking about your father, Sarina. You are my mate. You belong to me, and I want you now, dammit. Can't you think about yourself, your needs? I will protect you." His hands clasped her cheeks as if to reassure her.

Sarina was weakening, and she knew it. She wanted to believe him, this strong, virile Alpha. But her father was incredibly powerful and dangerous. A small voice popped up, what if he could protect you? There was no doubt that he was physically strong enough. But she'd seen her father destroy people with just a few words. Was it worth the risk of pregnancy, of losing her father and his respect?

Her beast sprawled out in comfort and purred every time she thought of Vane. The thought of begetting a child with Vane didn't repel her; in fact, she found her hips rising at the idea of having their baby. Then, a sharp spasm like a knife cutting through her innards tore through her. She gasped and Vane closed his eyes in a grimace.

"Lumara, let me inside you. Please!"