Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 108

CHAPTER 95-2

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I reached down and stid them off. Tossed them off the side of the bed. I lay out with my legs open, wet and ready. I didn’t hide it or pretend like I wasn’t waiting for him.

He climbed over me, one knee between mine, **k in his hand. He lined himself up.

“You sure?”

“Shut up,” I said. “And fuck me.”

He pushed in.

It didn’t hurt. It stretched. It filled. I gasped and gripped his arms, legs locking around his hips. He went slow at first–too slow–letting me feel every inch of him.

“Clara–shit-”

He bottomed out and held there, buried deep, his chest pressed to mine.

I rocked my hips up. “Don’t hold back.”

He didn’t.

He pulled out nearly all the way, then slammed back in. The bed shook. I grunted. He did it again. Harder. Faster. My breath came in sharp gasps as he set the rhythm–deep, relentless thrusts that rocked through me, one after the next, each one hitting deeper than the last.

The bed creaked. The wall behind the headboard knocked.

I held onto his back, raked my nails down, and bit down on his shoulder. He grunted and grabbed my wrists, pinned them above my head with one hand, fucked me harder.

“Say my name.”

“No.”

He slammed in harder. “Say it.”

“Killian–fuck–Killian-”

“That’s it.”

He shifted his weight and hit the right angle–dead on. My legs spasmed. My back arched. I was already too close. His free hand dropped between us, fingers finding my clit. He rubbed fast. No breaks.

My second orgasm tore through me. I came with a loud cry, body clenching, thighs shaking, p***y squeezing around him as I writhed under him.

He kept going.

“Fuck–you’re milking me

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Three more thrusts and he groaned deep in his chest. His c**k pulsed inside me. He came hard, hips jerking, his breath rough in my ear.

He stayed there, inside me, with his body heavy on mine.

Sweat beaded on our skin. My hands were numb where he held them.

He finally let go and rolled off me. I stared at the ceiling, chest rising and falling, throat dry.

No one spoke.

I felt the come leaking down my thigh. I felt my heartbeat everywhere. And through it all, I felt the thing I’d been trying not to name.

Not regret.

But reality.

I’d done it. I’d made the choice.

And I couldn’t take it back.

We lay there in silence, both breathing heavily. The reality of what had just happened was starting to sink in.

I stared at the ceiling, my mind racing. What had I done?

“Ready for round two?” Killian asked, his hand starting to trace patterns on my arm.

Before I could answer, a loud ringing sound cut through the quiet of the cabin.

A phone was ringing.

Killian cursed and rolled over to grab his phone from the nightstand. He looked at the screen and frowned.

“I have to take this,” he said, sitting up on the edge of the bed.

I pulled the sheet up around myself, suddenly feeling exposed and vulnerable. The interruption was like a splash of cold water, bringing me back to reality.

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