I want to claim you

“What am I supposed to do?” I finally asked, looking down at the sheets.

Lucian stepped forward, reaching out to grip my chin. He forced me to look up at him, his eyes narrowing.

“I don’t know,” he growled. “What do you want me to do?”

“I want to go home,” I whispered. “To go back to my pack.”

He laughed, his thumb dragging across my bottom lip. “That’s not possible. You’re mine now.”

I jerked my chin from his grasp, scowling up at him. “I am not,” I snapped.

“Yes, you are,” he snarled, reaching down to grab my legs.

I yelped as he threw back the blankets, his fingers digging into my skin. I kicked out at him, trying to escape. But he was too fast, too strong, and too angry.

He pinned my legs down, his eyes flashing with rage. “Don’t fight me, princess.”

“I am not your princess,” I growled, baring my teeth at him.

He chuckled again and then leaned forward to run his tongue across my lips. “I would rather call you a pet, but you’ve yet to learn how to behave for me.”

“I’ll never behave for you,” I spat, glaring up at him. He laughed again and then nipped at my lip, making me cry out as he forced my mouth open.

His tongue shoved into my mouth, his hands holding me down while he ravaged me.

He was just as brutal with my mouth as he had been with my body, but I found myself getting lost in the pleasure. I had no experience with Alphas, aside from that night when I had been captured.

My mind was foggy, but I remembered how he had made me feel. His touch made me feel like I was flying, like I could do anything.

That night, it felt good to be wanted. It had felt good to want and to desire and to have that reciprocated.

I moaned against him, my thighs quivering. My most sensitive spot felt throbbed and ached, wanting the touch I had felt earlier.

Lucian drew back, his nostrils flaring with lust. “You like to be touched by me, don’t you?”

I nodded, biting down on my lip.

His eyes narrowed. “You’ll have to ask for it.”

“I don’t want anything from you,” I whispered.

He laughed again and reached down to grab my throat. “You will soon enough.”

I gasped as his fingers tightened, making it harder to breathe. I looked up at him through blurry vision, tears gathering in the corners.

“Beg me,” he said, his voice low and rough.

“I won’t.”

“I’m going to have Orion come in here and tie you down so I can take what I want,” he growled.

My chest burned as tears streamed down my cheeks. I knew he would do it, and the thought of being bound while Lucian used my body made me tremble. He would break me, make me beg for him to touch me.

I didn’t want that to happen. I didn’t want to lose my freedom entirely, although a part of me was curious to see what it would be like to feel Lucian’s body on mine again.

I had no experience with humans or Alphas, and part of me wondered if there was something between the two that I had missed.

He leaned down, running his nose down my throat. “Beg me for it, princess. Beg me to make you feel good. It’s what you want.”

“I?” I swallowed hard, feeling his grip loosen on my throat.

He leaned back up, staring down at me with those piercing blue eyes. “Do you want to beg me?”

I drew in a deep breath. “Yes,” I said finally. “Make me feel good.”

He grinned and then leaned down to nip at my throat again. I moaned and let him bite down, gasping as he marked me.

My body burned for him, my legs spreading open.

“I can smell how badly you want me, Seraphina,” he purred. “Tell me what you need, princess.”

His voice was gentle, as was the hand he ran up my leg. I shuddered and whimpered, arching my back.

“Touch me,” I begged.

Lucian laughed and then kissed me again, his hands roaming over my body. I squirmed against him, gasping and moaning into his mouth.

I didn’t care who he was or what he had done. All I cared about was the pleasure he would bring me. He made me feel like no one else would, like I was his to enjoy.

I belonged to him now, and that made me feel safe. I would do whatever he wanted to make sure that I stayed in his favor.

He was a monster. But at least with a monster, you knew exactly what you would get.

With a monster, there was no betrayal. Only lust and pleasure and pain.

I would take that over anything else. I would take being captured and held prisoner if it meant that he would be with me every night.

“Please,” I gasped. “Please don’t stop.”

He chuckled and then nipped at my neck again, making me moan. His hand moved lower, his fingers rubbing the wet spot between my legs.

I writhed against him, panting. His mouth moved to my two feminine parts, his lips sucking and biting my pink crest.

“I want to feel you inside me,” I panted. “I want you to use me.”

Lucian hummed around my pink crest. He leaned back, his eyes bright and wild. “I will,” he said. “But I think first I want to hear you scream.”

I shuddered again, my stomach twisting with lust. I was still sore from the other night, but I didn’t care.