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Thoughts of what he should or shouldn’t do easily escaped the mind so full of different things. Lust clouded his judgment, pain clouded his senses, and an instinctual desire to dominate as the Alpha male gave him bit of strength over both. He watched her through eyes that burned with all of this. Their private chamber rumbled with his discomfort while he continued to fight her, pressing forward as she pressed harder into him. The sharp grip on the back of her soft thigh tightened until he felt the warmth of her crimson welling onto the tips of his gingers. He couldn’t even smell it. The usual coppery odder was completely overpowered by her heated scent. The pain was intense now, so much that he didn’t breathe. His eyes narrowed and sharp grimace grew sharper as more teeth showed their own share of defiance to her. But he needed to breathe. Only so long could he stay with stilled lung.
When his head started to swim, he gave in. His back met the ruff den wall as he let his grasp fail and tried to escape her pressure uselessly. It was then that she took his muzzle in hers and guided him down. He didn’t fight, too busy with trying to get air into his lungs with shallow gasps. Even when his head cleared enough to fight, he didn’t struggle. Her sharp teeth pressing into his muzzle were an unnecessary reminder of his predicament. His break ached with lingering pain from her abuse of it.
He waited in that humbled position but did not feel humiliation under her. The beast had been subdued through pain. It hid in him and nursed his wounded pride sourly but left resistance up to the male’s mind alone. He didn’t want to resist. Her grinding was only an excitement that had him ready for so much more. But he didn’t move. He stayed still and let her lead. Defeat stung again under her trained body and he had warming thoughts of how to take his revenge once he was able, but there was no longer a reason to fight on this rainy day. She was so warm. His grip had found her back and he held her gently but was continuously still. To her words he offered a submissive growl. If she took him now it would be by her choice. There was no way to deny it even if want to do so existed in him.
Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.
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