Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 36

CHAPTER 33-1

Claire’s POV

I was close again. My body hurtled toward the edge. He felt it. He always felt it.

“Come on,” he snarled, fingers sliding between us to rub my clit. “Soak my c**k like the needy little bitch you are.”

My whole body locked up.

The orgasm hit like a bomb. I screamed. I came hard, harder than before, every muscle seizing. My p***y clamped down on his c**k, milking him, dripping with slick.

“DA- DARIUS- fuck me!”

He growled, deep and animalistic.

“Not done,” he snapped. “You’re not done.”

I was wrecked.

Panting. Sweating. Blindfolded, limp on the desk with his c**k still buried to the hilt inside me. My thighs

were shaking. My arms felt like jelly. I was soaking wet–my slick smeared between my legs, coating his

c**k, pooling beneath me.

And still, he moved.

Darius didn’t let me catch my breath. Didn’t even let the aftershocks finish tearing through me before he started to fuck me again–deep, dragging thrusts, slow and heavy like he wanted to make sure I felt every

single inch of him.

“You think I care how many times you’ve come?” he growled, voice ragged and low. “You’ll take it again. And again. Until this p***y stays open for me. Until your body knows who it belongs to.”

I opened my mouth to curse him–some jagged, vicious line loaded with defiance–but he hit something inside me so deep, so sharp, it stole the breath right from my lungs.

“Damn,” I gasped. “You bas-”

He slammed into me harder. Deeper.

“You going to finish that sentence?” he taunted. “Or are you too busy coming again?”

I wasn’t coming. Not yet.

But gods, I was close.

He knew it. He could feel it. I could tell by the way his rhythm shifted–thrusts faster now, c**k slamming into me over and over, the slap of skin on skin filthy and raw.

I reached up, desperate to pull the blindfold off, to see him. I needed to see him. Needed to fight him

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properly.

But he caught my wrists again and pinned them to the desk over my head.

“Not yet,” he snapped. “You’re not allowed to see until I say so.”

“You arrogant bastard-”

“Say it.”

He let go with one hand and slapped my clit, just once but hard enough to make me scream.

“Say. It.”

“I hate you.”

He laughed. Dark. Low. The sound made my toes curl.

“You’re about to hate me harder.”

He let go of my wrists, and before I could move, he grabbed my waist and flipped me again.

I cried out, the sudden shift making me dizzy. My knees hit the floor before I knew what was happening. He shoved me down to my hands and knees, my body folding against the cold tile beneath the desk.

Still blindfolded. Still soaked.

He yanked my ass back toward him and drove into me again, fucking me from behind now. One hand

wrapped around my hair, yanking my head back so I arched for him. The other slid down and gripped my

throat again, possessive and rough.

“This what you needed?” he growled, fucking me so hard I saw stars behind the blindfold. “To be bent over

and fucked like you’re mine?”

“I’m not–yours,” I gasped.

He pulled me tighter against him, his hips snapping into me, balls slapping against my soaked p***y with every brutal thrust.

“Say it again,” he hissed, breath harsh against my ear. “Say it while I fuck your cunt raw.”

“I’m not–yours-”

He thrust so deep I choked. My eyes rolled back. My nails scraped across the floor.

“Still not yours-”

“Then why are you coming on my c**k?” he barked.

His hand dropped from my throat to my clit and rubbed. Fast. Rough. Deadly.

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CHAPTER 33-2

Claun

CHAPTER 33-2

“I can feel you squeezing me. Clenching like this p***y was made for me.”

My whole body convulsed. My jaw locked. I couldn’t breathe.

“I’m going to make you scream,” he snarled. “And when I’m done, you’re going to drip with me for hours. Maybe days.”

“No,” I panted. “No–I can’t–I—”

“Yes, you can,” he growled. “And you will.”

His c**k pistoned into me, so deep, so hard-

And I broke.

The orgasm exploded through me like an earthquake. I screamed. I shook. My arms gave out. My face hit the floor, legs trembling, p***y convulsing violently around him.

“DARIUS!”

He kept going. Just a few more strokes. Then I felt it–his c**k twitching inside me, the snap of his control vanishing.

He let out a deep, brutal growl as he slammed into me one final time and came–hot and thick, spilling

deep. His cum filled me, and I was still pulsing, still sobbing, still wide open for it.

He stayed inside me. One hand on my back, keeping me down. The other still wrapped in my hair like he

never planned to let go.

I couldn’t speak.

Couldn’t move.

Just knelt there. Bent, used, spent, and shaking all over.

His c**k throbbed inside me once more, and I could feel his cum leaking from between my thighs, warm and slick, dripping down onto the floor.

And still–blindfolded, ruined–I smiled.

Because even if I was on my knees, even if he’d just fucked me until I screamed his name like a goddamn

prayer, he couldn’t break me like he wanted.

Not even close.

I didn’t know how long we stayed like that.

His c**k still deep inside me, my legs trembling, face pressed against the cold floor tiles, breathing like I’d

just crawled out of hell.

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My wrists were raw from the tie. My throat ached. My cunt throbbed–used, stretched, pulsing with every heartbeat. His cum was leaking down my thighs in warm, slow drips.

I should’ve felt humiliated. I should’ve felt weak.

I mean, I was barely just rejected and nearly murdered by my mate and here I was screwing the very alpha that saved my life.

Honestly, what I felt… was alive.

Then suddenly, I was brought out of my reverie by three sharp raps on the door.

Both of us froze.

For one suspended second, the only sound in the room was our breathing–ragged and heavy, like we’d both just survived a war.

I barely had time to breathe before the voice followed.

“Alpha,” Luka said from the other side, calm and businesslike. “I have the reports from this morning’s patrol. You said to bring them as soon as they were ready.”

Darius didn’t answer right away.

He just exhaled deeply trying to regain control.

I, on the other hand, was not calm and I knew quite well tat no matter what, I wouldn’t be calm until the coast was clear. My hands braced on the floor. My thighs sticky. My skin still flushed, breath ragged, p***y twitching every time I moved.

If Luka came in now, there’d be no guessing, no speculation.

The scent of sex was thick in the room. It was on the floor, on the desk, in the fucking air, and all over me.

My thighs were slick with cum. My legs refused to stop shaking.

I glanced around in a panic.

There was no time to sneak out. No hidden door. No excuse that would hold if he walked in now and saw me like this–sweaty, bruised, lips swollen, belt marks on my wrists.

“Darius-“I hissed, barely able to get the words out.

He was already fixing his collar. Rolling down his sleeves. Buttoning one cuff with slow, steady hands like he wasn’t about to open a door with a woman still dripping his cum onto his office floor.

“Alpha?” Luka called again. “Should I leave them outside?”

Darius didn’t look at me. He just pointed to the massive desk behind him.

Not a word. Just that look that said get under it.

And I didn’t hesitate.

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I crawled, half–naked, under the heavy oak, my limbs barely working. The desk swallowed me in shadow, the scent of him still thick on my skin, in my mouth, between my legs. My chest heaved with every breath.

I pulled my knees in tight, one hand bracing the cool wood above me to stay upright. I could feel his cum still sliding out of me, wetting my inner thighs. No panties. No cover.

If Luka even stepped one foot too far into the room, he’d see everything.

Darius straightened, smoothing the last wrinkle from his shirt like he hadn’t just wrecked me ten seconds ago.

Then he turned to the door.

“Come in.”

Just as he said those words and the door opened, I remembered that we were wolves, so Luka would definitely know that someone else was in the room.

I was definitely going to get caught screwing the alpha when I’ve barely been here.

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