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Chapter Twelve - Mating Games

With my wrists free, I jumped on Paner. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him hard against me. He grunted as he tugged my gag free to kiss me. I sucked on his bottom lip, anxious to get things started. My whole body craved him.

He grabbed my dress and wriggled it up and over my head. Soon he had me completely naked, and our flesh pressed together drove me wild. I grasped his cock, lifting my leg to try to get him in me. I needed him in me.

"I told you you'd want it," he growled in my ear.

"Shut up." I kissed him hard, shoving him backward.

He stumbled back, catching himself as he landed on the mat. "Zora."

I pushed him down, straddling him. Grasping his hard cock, I lined it up and lowered myself onto it. He let out a loud moan as he slid in. It felt so good. I clawed at his chest as I rocked, forcing it deeper inside me. He grasped my hips, looking down to watch. I bounced, giving him a satisfied smile. His hands rose, clasping my breasts as they jiggled.

I rocked, clawing at his hands as my head rolled back. Not far off in the bushes the sounds of a fight registered, but I didn't care. I needed this.

"Zora, you're a wild one." Paner's arms wrapped around me, pulling me down over him. Our teeth clashed as I kissed him hard, pushing back to keep him deeply within me.

He rolled us, pinning me on my back in the grass. He sunk his teeth into the nape of my neck to hold me still as he drove into me. I let out a growl as I clawed at his back, the deep need within me being satisfied with each rapid thrust.

"Give it to me," I demanded.

His pelvis crashed against mine as he lifted his head and roared into the night. Sweat coated our bodies as it all came to an end. He hung his head as he laid over me, struggling to catch his breath.

Now satisfied, I realized what I'd done. I shoved him off me, scrambling for my clothes. Except, the mating had weakened me. In a slow crawl, I dragged my way toward the tree.

"You're not going anywhere." He caught my ankle, pulling me back. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me to his chest. "We have mated, so you belong to me for this heat."

He was right. I couldn't mate with Mhor without raising doubt on the paternity if I conceived. I had to stay with Paner until my heat was complete. A tear ran down my cheek.

"Don't cry," he said softly, stroking my hair. "I will make you my alpha, and you'll give me strong and beautiful cubs. You will be the greatest among our pride."

I didn't speak. I was too weak from mating to argue, and soon, sleep pulled me under its spell.

In the early light of morning, a hand resting on my thigh woke me. It tilted my hips as someone sniffed at my crotch. My eyes flew open as I squirmed back.

Paner's arms tightened as he sat up and over me. "Tallem!"

His brother looked up at him, his eyes glazed. "She smells so good."

"She's mine." Paner swung at him, but he dodged back.

"Just a taste," Tallem said, lying on the ground. "I helped you catch her, I battled through the night. Just a taste for a reward."

Paner snarled, shuffling me onto the mat. With his body over me, I purred, my need to mate returning. My hands rested on his chest. Both their heads snapped around to look at me as they sniffed the air.

"She's ready to mate again." Tallem crept closer. "She smells so sweet. Please, let me taste her, just a little taste."

Paner let out a low growl as he shuffled me onto my front. My body trembled, needing relief from my hormones spiking. I lifted my ass as he lowered down over me. His penetration made me moan and I clawed at the mat. Paner wrapped his arms around me, clasping my breasts as he rolled me onto my side.