Breeder To The Brutal Alpha King

KADEN’S POV

​Rebecca tore her mouth away from mine, gasping breathlessly as she tried to shrink away from my hand. She stopped resisting completely, her small frame going entirely still against the stone.

With trembling fingers, she reached for the straps of her torn gown and began to push it down her shoulders.

​I watched in a tense silence as she shed the rest of her clothes, stepping out of the fabric until she was completely naked before me. Without looking me in the eye, she quietly turned around, pressing her front against the wall and presenting her back to me.

​A sharp wave of irritation slammed into my chest. I stared at her rigid spine, her tight muscles, and the complete lack of moisture between her thighs. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t just force myself into a completely dry, stiff body. Days ago, during the height of my blind rage, I might not have cared. But right now, looking at her like this, I cared. The vivid memory of last night flashed through my mind—how slick, hot, and utterly consumed by pleasure she had been beneath me. I wanted that exact feeling again. I needed her body to crave me the way my wolf craved her, even if her mind hated me.

​Driven by a sudden, dark impulse, I reached down, grabbed her waist, and pulled her away from the wall. I dropped to my knees right behind her, my hands gripping the backs of her thighs to spread her legs wide.

​Rebecca gasped, trying to clamp her knees together in a sudden panic. ”A-Alpha, what are you doing?”

​”Stay still,” I growled, dominantly slapping the inside of her soft thigh to force her to submit.

​Before she could protest further, I leaned in and pressed my tongue directly against her sensitive center.

​Fuck.

​She tasted incredibly sweet, an intoxicating mix of pure female and the lingering trace of my own scent from the night before. I licked her in long, deep strokes, my tongue tracing the tight folds of her skin. Rebecca let out a high, fractured cry, her fingers desperately clawing at the stone wall for balance as the sudden wave of heat hit her unvarnished.

​I didn’t give her a moment to recover. While my mouth worked relentlessly between her legs, my hands reached up, wrapping around her full breasts. My thumbs caught her nipples, rolling and pinching the tight peaks, driving a double current of electricity straight through her sensitive body. I swirled my tongue over her clit, capturing her heavy, ragged breaths, forcing her body to awaken under the sheer force of my command.

​And then, I heard it.

​A low, involuntary moan tore from her throat, echoing softly in the quiet medical room.

​A dark, victorious smirk spread across my lips against her wet skin. I continued, my strokes becoming faster, deeper, until the unmistakable, slick heat of her own arousal began to coat my tongue. Her sweet wetness filled my mouth, flowing freely as her entire body began to tremble and shake with the overwhelming pressure building inside her. She was finally ready. She was completely wet, dripping for me, completely undone by the pleasure I was forcing her to feel.

​I stood up to my feet, my chest heaving as the scent of her slickness drove my wolf to the absolute brink. I grabbed her by the hips, turning her around to face the dark wooden examination desk in the center of the room. I lifted her up, setting her down on the edge of the smooth wood, and immediately forced her legs wide apart so she was completely open to me.

​I leaned over her, staring down at her glistening, swollen entrance. She was completely soaked, her hot, dark pink folds parted slightly, weeping with the moisture I had drawn out of her. It was the most beautiful, torturous sight I had ever seen.

​Her breath hitched as I reached down, unzipped my pants, and freed my hardened cock. It throbbed violently, fully engorged and heavy with a desperate need to sink into her entrance.

​Rebecca’s eyes widened as her gaze dropped to my length. I could see the shock in her expression; it was the first time she was getting a clear, unhurried view of exactly how massive I was.

​I didn’t give her time to overthink or pull back. I stepped into the space between her thighs. I spread her legs even wider until her knees wrapped around my waist. I leaned down, holding the edge of the desk on both sides of her hips. Then, I lined up the heavy, twitching head of my cock right against her wet, burning entrance.

​She pulsed against my tip. Her hot juices smeared over my skin the moment we touched. I didn’t push in yet. I just dragged my length up and down her slit, coating myself in her wetness. I watched her face as her chest rose and fell. She gasped. Her voice broke as her hips moved upward on their own, begging for the pressure.

​”Look at me,” I ordered, my voice deep and shaking with the power of my wolf.

​Her tear-filled eyes locked onto mine. They were dark with the pleasure she was trying so hard to fight. I didn’t give her another second. I threw my weight forward and slammed deep inside her in one rough, hard thrust.

​Rebecca choked on a scream. Her head threw back as my thick length stretched her completely open, hitting deep against her core. The tight heat of her walls gripped me so hard it nearly took my breath away. She was incredibly small, fitting around me like oil, drawing a dark groan from the back of my throat.

​I didn’t wait for her to get used to it. I wrapped my hands tightly around her thighs, pulling her hips to the very edge of the desk. Then, I began to push into her hard. The rhythm was fast and heavy. The wet, slapping sound of our skin echoed loudly in the quiet room.

​But as I slammed into her, Rebecca suddenly clamped her teeth together. Her jaw turned tight, and she pressed her face into the wood of the desk. She was trying to cut off her own cries. She was trying to fight it. She didn’t want to give me the joy of hearing her feel good.

​Her stubborn silence sent a hot wave of anger right into my chest.

​”Moan for me,” I growled. My pace turned rough as I pushed into her pussy without mercy. ”Let me hear you, Rebecca.”

​She refused. She bit her bottom lip until it bled. Her head shook wildly from side to side as I dug my fingers into her hips, leaving marks on her skin. I lifted her slightly to change the angle and hit her even deeper. I wanted to break her rules. I wanted to crush her pride until she had no choice but to break for me. Yet, she kept her mouth locked tight. Her chest moved with silent, rough gasps.

​Angry at her resistance, I slowed down just enough to slide one of my heavy hands down between our bodies. I found her swollen, dripping clitoris and began to rub it hard, pinning it beneath my thumb while my cock continued to drive hard and deep inside her.

​The double attack was too much for her body to handle. Her thighs tightened around my waist, shaking wildly as her inside walls clamped down around my length like a lock. She fought it for three more seconds, her face red and her eyes squeezed shut, until the hard rubbing finally broke her.

​A loud, broken moan tore from her throat, echoing loudly in the quiet medical room.

​”Bitch,” I growled against her ear. A dark, winning smile cut across my lips as her wetness flooded my hand.

​Knowing I had won, I let my wolf take complete control. I caught her mouth in a rough, bruising kiss, swallowing her defeated cries as her body completely gave into the wild feeling.