I tried to push him away, but with every single second he pulled out, he plunged back in and the weight of him in me was overbearing.
I felt my body shudder in response to his actions.
Was this what it was to consummate children?
Was this what Abel and other men in the pack who had lusted after me wanted to do?
Something so hurtful.
He kept on going and I couldn't help crying aloud, weeping.
My inner thighs burned and then I turned my head to the side as he drove further in, not sparing me any single second to adjust to his roughness.
He was aggressive and completely savage.
I closed my eyes, to take my mind away from what was happening to me and then he caught my jaw and forced me to look at me.
"You thought it was going to be Dean who would do this to you wasn't it?" He demanded.
Beads of sweat were on his clear forehead and his onyx eyes glowed.
