Bella
My heart pounded rapidly as he pinned me to the bed. I became anxious and fearful at the same time. He was so close I could feel his cock harden between us. I had not been intimate with anybody in a very long time. My hands went to his chest as I tried to push him away because I wasn't sure if it was Edward or his Beast who wanted me. He bit my lower lip and I had no choice but to open my mouth. His tongue slithered into my mouth exploring every inch of it. His hand moved down my body.
"Spread your legs." He ordered, forcing his knee between mine to spread them further. But he pulled back, hesitating. He was giving me a choice. I let my legs fall open and he let his trousers fall, allowing his cock to spring free. He smirked as he rubbed the tip of his against my pussy causing an unbidden moan to escape my lips. He was massive and I worried he might break me in two. However, I wasn't allowed to worry for long because he suddenly thrust into me. My hips involuntarily bucked as his cock slid into me further. He pinned my hands above my head as he thrust into me repeatedly. He let out an angry growl and I was worried that I had done something wrong that upset him.
But suddenly, his face was buried in my neck as he thrust into me harder. Were the Beast and Edward at war with each other? If so, why? Does one of them not want me as I do them? Eventually, my hips found their rhythm as I ran my fingers over his horns. He once again bit into my neck. Suddenly, it was as if my body was no longer my own. The name that escaped his lips was Ara. The next thing I knew I felt like I was waking up from a dream. His cock was still buried deep inside me. He kissed me again.
The room was spinning and I could feel his weight pressing down on me. I gasped for breath as he slowly withdrew, his length sliding out of me with a wet pop. I felt a strange mix of pain and pleasure, my body trying to make sense of the foreign sensation. He looked into my eyes, his own filled with a hunger that made me shiver. His hand moved down to my thigh, his thumb gently caressing the skin.
"You are mine now," he murmured, his voice low and possessive. The words sent a shockwave through me. What did he mean? Panic began to set in as I realized I was in a situation I could not control. As he leaned in to kiss me again, a part of me melted into it, eager for more of his touch.
He sensed my confusion and took a moment to explain, "You are my mate. You will serve me in every way, including this. I promise I will make you feel things you never thought possible as long as you allow."
His voice was like velvet, wrapping around me like a warm blanket. Despite the fear of being told that I was The Beast's mate, a thrill shot through me at the thought. The idea was both terrifying and exhilarating. He began to kiss me again, his hands roaming my body as if he owned it. As his fingers found my clit, the world outside the room faded away. The only thing that existed was the pleasure he was giving me. I moaned into his mouth, my hips bucking against his hand. He chuckled darkly, enjoying my response.
As he began to fuck me once more, the intensity grew. He was relentless, pushing into bme deeper and harder. I could feel my body tightening around him, my orgasm building like a storm. When it finally hit, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I screamed his name, as wave after wave of pleasure consumed me.
At that moment, I realized that this was just the beginning. Our lives were forever entwined, and I would be subject to his every whim and desire. As he collapsed onto me, his chest heaving with exertion, I found myself craving more of the dark passion he had unleashed in me. The line between fear and lust blurred, leaving me eager for what the future might hold.