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Kate’s gaze flickered to Ellie right as her vibrator roared to life. Her eyes darkened even as her cheeks heated.

I didn’t give a fuck. I didn’t care if the entire pack watched, hell, if the entire world watched.

With one hand I spun her around and directed her towards the back wall. With one jerk she caught herself against the tile. I huffed a breath through my nose as I coated my cock. “Brace yourself,” I ordered.

A shiver worked through her.

Guilt puncture my determination for one second, enough to have me check her moisture. I groaned as my fingers came in contact with her sopping pussy. “You’re mine,” I growled.

“
Yes-Oh!” She jumped as I pressed a hard, well-lubed finger to her sphincter.

I wrapped an arm around her, holding her place. I didn’t want her jerking, risking injury, as I worked her tight pucker. Every second that passed had my balls drawing higher with expectation. My cock stood straight up, ready to pound into her.

I lifted one hand to her breasts and pinched and rolled her nipples, remaining diligent in my work below. I could tell she’d never done this. It was obvious she was conflicted, but until she said stop, I wouldn’t.

Dipping one digit into her hole, I twisted.

Her breath hitched. A tiny whimper escaped her. “It doesn’t feel bad, but…” She let her words trail off.

“
I’ll go slow.” I kissed her cheek. She was being so brave.

I took my time, adding another two fingers. When she began arching into my motions, I knew she was ready.

Drawing the lube up and down my shaft again, it ached as I aligned it at her rear. Need coiled in my groin, tightening my muscles. Pressing the head of my cock to her hole, I wrapped a hand around her full hips and slipped my fingers between her folds. I knew myself. I’d never desired a woman more. The pain crawling through my center told me that I was going to lose control. I would try my damndest not to, but the odds were not in my favor. Every fucking second her lush flesh was pressed to me, she ripped away a little more of my sanity, whether she realized it or not. I craved her so back I could already taste her on my tongue and feel her around my cock again. My hunger was that of a wolf that’d been caged and deprived for months.

Before I could stop myself, I slicked my fingers with her juices; I circled her clit in a fast and furious motion that had her moaning loudly. I saw my chance and shoved into her to the hilt. Her moan morphed into a harsh cry. Her nails dug into my forearms.

Sweat dotted my brow.
Fuck.
She felt like heaven. Her ass squeezed my cock so damn hard, like I was stuffing a watermelon through a chain link. Pleasure licked my dick, milking a little from me with that one swift stroke.

I knew she felt my shudder. I needed to move. I needed to claim her ass. Fuck. I needed to pummel her asset. The urge to fuck her hard was slowly squashing the last of my conscience, the bit of my humanity that had me waiting, giving her time to adjust, even after my slip up moments before. I hadn’t meant to take her in one swift stroke.

“
I have to move.” I nipped her shoulder, brushing my fingers over her clit again.

Slowly, I glided backwards before ramming back home again.

Her shout was guttural. She trembled in my arms, encouraging me.

I began moving faster and faster until I lost track of where she ended and I began. My body took over, indulging with gusto. I couldn’t take it easy on her. I was lost in a frenzy of desire. Her hole was a slick, silky tight guise around my cock, squeezing me fast and hard, but never satisfying. I needed it faster and harder. I needed more of her.

My hands dug into her hips. Idly, I knew I was leaving bruises, but I couldn’t help myself.

Her sweet alluring scent of arousal permeated my nostrils, filling my wolf with a frantic yearning that mirrored mine. The sound of her sexy, feminine cries every time I drove into her spurred me more. The way she clawed at the wall, as if she could climb it, made me want to own all of her. All of her bounced as I thoroughly fucked her, yet I still needed more.
Fuck.
I would never get enough of her.

Abruptly I curled my arms around her. My hands molded to her breasts as I pressed her against the wall, finally gaining the leverage, the buffer, I needed to satiate.

I doubled my efforts. I felt my balls slap her flesh every time, if her moan wasn’t an indicator.

“
Fuck. Oh God.” It was the first time I’d heard her curse.

My roar echoed around us. My balls were tight enough to bounce a ball off of, my cock felt ready to split my skin and I was sure my groin was crushing all my vital organs.

Suddenly her voice caught and she contracted around me. Fuck I loved the way she felt. She fit perfectly against me. I could be rougher with her than most. I felt safe with her. I was content in her and with her. Damn I loved her.

Skin angrily smacked skin, cries feverishly covered cries as heavenly sensations shot through my core, marking her ass. Heat raced through my veins as I lost myself in her in a new way. Wave after wave of intense pleasure rocked me.

My wolf howled, the sound, the feelings, the feel of her surrender shook my soul.

I slowed to a gentle thrust. The moment I did, I realized Kate was slumped in my arms.

Ellie stepped back into the shower. “Well, that was quite a show.”

I snarled in her direction.

“
What? It was a compliment, grumpy.” She wasn’t bothered in the least.

Kate shivered. “I…don’t…don’t let go.” She sounded weary, breathless and stunned.

“
Never,” I assured.

“
Bring her over here so I can wash her hair.” Ellie stood, shampoo in hand beside the sprayer closest to the door. Her strands were already lathered up, as was her body again.

I carefully turned Kate in my arms, but halted at the sight.

I closed my eyes, kicking myself and my wolf. I opened my eyes and focused on her face. She showed no signs of pain, only exhaustion.

Fuck!
I should have walked away. I never should have touched her in that state.

She blinked slowly, staring up at me. “Stop worrying. Turns out I like a bit of pain with my pleasure.” She patted my chest, but her hand fell quickly after the effort.

She didn’t make me feel any better. I had lost control, something no alpha should do.

I carried her to Ellie. The moment my beta caught wind of the damage, the redness of Kate’s skin in certain areas, her eyes glowed bright.

As if sensing her anger, Kate issued a powerless, “Stop.”

“
Later,” Ellie sneered. Her body vibrated with fury.

I gave her a curt nod.

Satisfied to wait, she honed in on Kate. Kate rested her forehead to my chest. Her breathing was soft, slowing by the minute as she sunk deeper into me.

Ellie rushed to wash her hair and to carefully re-wash her body before hesitantly relinquishing her to me. “Be careful drying her. You’ve already done enough.” She spoke through gritted teeth.

“
I know,” I snapped.

She roared, her wolf at her surface in a millisecond.

“
Don’t fucking growl at me. You think I wanted this? I’m not a dirty sadist. You of all people should know that.” Rage rattled my bones, fueling my regret. They weren’t bruises, but the outline of my hands in red on Kate’s flesh was enough to work both of us up.

She sighed, relaxing her shoulders. Her expression remained hard, but she was in control. “I know, Jer, but she’s the one who’s going to pay the price, not you. We’re both going to have to hold back a little.”

“
Try a lot,” I stated dryly, leaving her standing alone in the shower.

I dried Kate off the best I could. She was a limp, wet, sleepy noodle. She was my noodle, and she was adorable, even with my marks.

Ellie dried off and walked ahead of me. She pulled down the sheets and gestured for me to lay Kate down.

I set her in the center of the bed. It wasn’t until I stepped back that I saw the bruises beginning on her hips. My features twisted. My chest compressed, trying to ward off my wolf. It didn’t stop him from sinking his claws into me. She looked curvy and innocent and…abused.

“
You’re making it hard for me to be a bitch to you,” Ellie said. She stepped into my line of vision, blocking my view of Kate. “Beating yourself up won’t change anything. Be a big were and suck it up, buttercup. Save all your self-loathing for tomorrow, when Kate has the chance to properly chew your ass out.”

I stared deadpan at her. My pride had already taken a beating tonight.

She slit her eyes, her wolf glowering at me through them. “No lip. Climb in bed beside her, try not to do anymore damage and go to sleep.”

“
This stays in this room, got it?”

She rolled her eyes. “Goodnight, Jer.” She dropped her towel and slid into bed beside Kate. She kissed her cheek before covering them both up.

With a bitter sigh, I followed suit.

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Chapter Twenty-Four

KATE

Sweet, painful soreness awoke me. My limbs screamed with my every move. It felt as though I’d run a marathon with no training prior.

“
How bad does it hurt?” His voice drew my attention.

I opened my eyes. Ellie slept peacefully to my right, a possessive arm slung over my upper stomach.

Jerry lay as close to the edge as possible, a spacious gap between us. He didn’t look at me. He stared tortured up at the ceiling, one arm stuffed beneath his head, giving a wider path from me to him.

“
I’m okay.” My stomach churned, unease further compressing my aching muscles.

He sniggered, his breath puffing out like a snarling dragon. “Don’t lie to me.” He ground his teeth. “You’re covered in damn bruises, Kate.”

Ellie stirred beside me at Jerry’s raised voice.

My heart sped up. He sounded angry…at me. I frowned, staring down at the comforter. “Did I do something wrong?” My throat tightened. How could something that I thought was amazing be received so poorly by him? It seemed like he was enjoying himself. Maybe I misinterpreted…maybe.

Tears stung my eyes, accentuating my disappointment. I should have known that I couldn’t satisfy two people, especially when I couldn’t even handle one before. No matter how much I tried, I was never enough for Juan Carlo, and that was why he cheated repeatedly.

“
No. He’s the one who fucked up, honey.” Ellie tilted my face up. “You did nothing wrong,” she reiterated.

I shook my head in acknowledgement. I heard her words, but I didn’t know if I believed them. Jerry’s body practically vibrated with ire.

She sighed, sitting up. She appeared to brace herself before tossing the covers away.

Jerry turned his head away with a bitter-sounding growl.

Ellie took a deep breath. She glanced at me but didn’t linger. Tension twisted her features.

I pushed myself up. My body hated me in that moment. I fought hard not to wince. It would only make things worse I feared.

Jerry remained motionless, pouting almost.

I dropped my gaze. Large handprint bruises purpled my breasts. The same prints seemed to splatter at my hips with a few odd dots on my lower stomach. Sitting up the way I was, they stretched larger, more prominent than if I were standing I was sure.