BOUND: Mates at War | 18+

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Romans POV

What the fuck did he just say?

My spine starts to snap and an angry howl chokes my throat. His wife? My wolf wants to rip him apart. Fuck, I want to rip him apart, with my bare hands.

"Wait! Wait! Please, Dylan take him into the cave! Lower your arrows. We're looking for my dad. Don't shoot, they aren't here to attack. Please!" Her voice is frantic.

Dylan and Miles start to try to drag me away. There are only three elves, we can crush them quickly and easily. The claws extend painfully from my hands, it would only take one powerful swipe over his chest to finish this.

I fight against them, throwing Dylan to the ground before Aric joins them, forcing me back into the cave. I'm able to pin Aric to the wall a moment before Solana runs in, terror in her eyes.
"Go, please. Let me talk to him."

They all leave quickly, not offering any resistance to the idea of not having to fight with me anymore.

"I'm not his wife!" She blurts before they're able to exit the cave completely.

I turn and brace my arms against the wall, trying to calm myself down enough to hear her. The sound of my blood pumping through my enraged body is thundering in my ears. My muscles shake and my jaw is so tight my teeth might break.

I want to bite into her neck, to claim her, to ensure that everyone that sees her knows that she's mine.

"We... We were going to get married as a way to unite our dominions. After I thought I lost my dad I had to do what was best for my people. Finlas wasn't going to let us stay at their camp if I didn't agree. I didn't have a choice, we had nowhere else to go."

I turn to face her, she looks anxious and tears glisten in her eyes. My chest is heavy, each breath burns in my lungs.

"We didn't complete the ceremony, we don't have a blood bond, I'm not his wife."

It takes two strides to be close enough to pull her into my arms. I lift her small body, crushing her to my chest. I bury my face in her neck, breathing in her soft scent. I suck harshly against her skin, if I can't mark her I will leave a mark.

She whimpers when my canines drag across the area where her mark will go. The deep red spot on her neck, her blood pulled to the surface by my lips against her skin satiates my wolf enough to speak coherently.

"He was forcing you to marry him in exchange for shelter?"

"Yes. I would never have agreed otherwise," she leans back to look at me.

"I want to kill him."

Her eyes go wide, "I don't like him much either, but I think maybe we should refrain from killing him for now."

"You're mine and he needs to know that. If he calls you his wife again I'm going to rip his throat open."

I should fuck her, make her scream on the floor of this cave, let him hear. We'll see whose wife she is then.

She lets out a sigh while rolling her eyes, "let's get out there before they start fighting."

"Just give me one more minute," I press my face into her neck again, her body against mine calming me.
I like her in my arms, her heartbeat vibrating through my chest. I know we need to get out there before trouble starts but I don't want to put her down.

"Roman?"

"Mmm?"

"Are you alright?"

"I will be, just... fuck. I know we are in a difficult position. I know that being together means you forgiving my past. There is so much going on right now, so much uncertainty but... hearing him call you his wife," a shiver runs down my spine.

"You're my lovemate, my destined partner. I was raised to believe in that, that it means something. We have a lot to get through but you don't have to worry about Finlas. I don't want him, I never did." Her voice is sweet and sincere.

"We can go back out," my reluctance is clear as I walk toward the mouth of the cave. I'm barely in control but I know there are more pressing concerns right now.

"Forgetting something?" She grins up at me.

"Um, no, I don't think so..." I know what she's referring to but I don't want to put her down. I want to walk out of this cave with her in my arms. Show that fucker who she really belongs to.

"Put me down, Roman," she wiggles in my grasp causing our bodies to rub together torturously. The nearly nonexistent composure I was working toward crumbles.

I grab her ass in both hands, grinding her against me while I push my hips forward.

"P-Put me down, Roman," she moans breathlessly as the rock hard bulge in my pants presses against her. "We have to go... they're waiting."

"Let them wait, I want to bury my face in your sweet pussy and eat you until you scream," I nip at her neck again, sucking another large spot on the delicate skin.

She whimpers, she's giving in. It's almost imperceptible but she grinds herself against my cock, I feel the heat from between her legs.

Hiking her up with one hand I dip the other hand into the front of her pants, letting my fingers run over her clit, then down between her lips. The slick wetness, her arousal on my fingers makes me swell painfully.

"I want him to hear you," I groan as I push my finger into her.

When she bites into my shoulder I move my thumb to circle over her clit, making her body jerk.

Her body shudders and she throws her head back, a long, low moan echoing through the cave. The sound works as a shot of arousal straight to my cock.

Someone clearing their throat pulls both of our attention to the opening of the cave. Dylan is looking nervously at the ground.

"What," I snarl harshly.

"Um, her dad is here," he spills quickly before backing out, stumbling over his feet.

A deep red blush covers her cheeks as she holds her face with her hands.

"We'll continue this later," I whisper as I set her down and adjust the raging erection in my pants.

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