Break the Hunting Ground

Chapter Seventeen

Crazed. Desperate. Pained. Horny. It all hit you at once that night. It started with a feeling of warmth deep in your belly which progressed into a throbbing in between your legs. The warmth spread throughout your entire body, causing you to sweat and apparently run a fever. The smell of Kylo sitting in that room began to drive you mad, especially when he removed his shirt and went to sleep. You did your best to fight it, to talk yourself out of what was clearly going to happen. 

Mind over matter. You told yourself over and over that you were a Beta and did not get heat cycles, but eventually your biology won the war. The heat became too much to bear and you stripped yourself of your shirt and stood to face Kylo. Your ears were ringing and you wobbled with every step, but you knew this is what your body needed. So much slick formed between your legs during the evening that your knees effortlessly glided against each other and your thighs squished loudly with every step. Alpha. Alpha. Alpha. It was the only thing on your mind.

He didn't want you in his bed, but the punishment you'd receive was the last thing on your mind. Without any hesitation you climbed into his bed, onto him, sniffed your way up his body, and settled yourself onto his torso. He woke, made a move to push you off of him but you dodged his arms. He couldn't deny you this. His scent told you he needed this as much as you did.

"What, what're you..." He started to ask. You had no intention of answering him, though. Instead you once again placed your palms on his chest, leaned your body down and, before he could object, tucked your face into his neck. His shoulder gland reeked of pleasure and wanton need, and you could not stop your tongue from darting out and taking a taste of him. Your eyes shut and you found complete bliss at the taste of him. So much so you completely missed Kylo taking you by the shoulders and forcing you off of him. When your eyes opened you were pinned to the other side of the bed, staring up at the Alpha who had your wrists held tight to the sides of your head. You smiled, opened your legs wide as he settled his hips between them. Between your legs you ached so horribly, and every part of your physical and mental wellbeing was absolutely begging for him.

"Please, please!" You begged and babbled as you rutted your sex against him. You had been completely out of your own mind begging for such a thing from him, but evidently he had been out of his mind as well. Because what happened next was something you never thought would be happening between you and Kylo.

"You don't get to mark me, Omega," He growled, sounding just as feral as you felt. His words, his possessive and authoritative words ran straight through you and even more slick was generated from between your legs. His left hand came around your neck and in a flash he leaned his head down. Your left shoulder gland, now bulging out more than you ever thought possible, called to him, and he answered it with a long, wet, well placed lick across it.

"Oh!" You called out, throwing your head back and pressing your body further into his. Your hands went to his shoulders as you did your best to pull him down to you, and you desperately gyrated your hips against his. His warm breath and tongue against your gland were satisfying, but your body still pleaded for more.

"I'm the Alpha, and you're the one who's going to be marked!" He shouted. You didn't even get a chance to react before his teeth sunk into your flesh, and in an instant a slew of emotions flew through your mind.

Pain was the first thing you felt. The feeling of teeth clamping down on your already swollen and sore gland was unbearable for a few seconds, but then the pain was washed away with the euphoria that was being claimed.