Their Broken Doll

Chapter 8

　　Warren

　　I watched as she mulled over my suggestion. But what choice did she have? It was either accept what I was offering or be doomed to a fate of suffering until she was torn apart by my brothers.

　　"I won't die if I do it?" Erina whispered to me her teeth biting into her lip. They reminded me of strawberries, I wanted to kiss her right there but held back. I wasn't like the others. My beast could be reined, for now.

　　"You won't die," I replied. "I claim you as mine and the others won't dare to kill you. But if you can do this task not only will your life be saved, but you'll have nothing but the best afterward. As cruel as my brothers can be, their generosity, when they feel like it, can have no limits." I smiled at her. "And believe me, when you get a taste of that, you'll never want to let it stop."

　　She shivered from my gaze alone and I inhaled the faint aroma of arousal that coiled inside of her. Just a few brushes with my brothers and her body responded so well to us. "I'll do it."

　　"Are you finished eating?" I questioned as I scanned the remaining plates. The others would eat, eventually. But they didn't appreciate food as much as a human would. As much as our girl did. She nodded in response as she avoided my gaze. Probably shy because of the sensations burning through her. A virgin and yet so very ready to be brought to bliss. "Then come with me, Princess. I want privacy for this."

　　"Will it hurt?" she whispered as she touched her neck and winced.

　　"At first," I agreed. "But I'll make sure that the pleasure overwhelms the pain. Your body will sing for me."

　　Her little pink tongue flashed out as it caressed her lower lip. I wanted to devour it, I wanted to consume her. Everything that pulsed inside of me wanted to grab her, throw her on the table, and take her then and there. But no, I was in control, I would be the one that decided that perfect moment. And more importantly, she'd be begging me for it.

　　"I accept your offer, Warren." The way my name came from those lips stirred more than the beast inside me, it awoke the man. "What do I have to do?"

　　I nodded at her chair. "Sit right there and I'll come behind you. I'm going to move your beautiful hair to the side," she blushed and glanced away from me. I loved the cute flashes of the woman she'd been before all of this, that had survived my brothers so far. "I'm going to kiss your shoulder, run my tongue over the exact spot that is best, and then I'll bite down. And it will hurt, but not for long, and I'll be sure to make the pain be overwhelmed by a much better feeling."

　　A soft moan escaped her. She jerked upright and put a finger to her lips. "Sorry, I don't know what that was."

　　I knew. Her body already craved us. We were a drug she couldn't indulge in enough, and she'd only scratched the surface. Would her mind be able to last at this rate? I hoped so, I didn't want my first claim to break so easily. Something I'd never done before, or even thought of. But to have someone take out Dominic would be worth it, and my wolf approved of our choice. After she'd done the job she would be every bit the Princess I named her as.

　　I took a stance behind her fingers curling around her delicate shoulders pressing into the flesh there as I leaned down and nuzzled peach-hued skin. Brushing away her dark hair I covered the area in soft kisses each lasting a little longer than before. My lips opening on the exact spot I wanted, my tongue lapped and she shivered as she leaned against the support of the chair. Her arousal perfuming the air even if she wasn't aware of it.

　　My canines grew sharper as the beast inside tried to take full control, but I held him back as I bit. She whimpered beneath the first bite and I slipped a hand inside the robe. I palmed her breast and she gasped beneath me as she bit her lip. She didn't dare to turn her head away from me but the heat grew in her cheeks until they were lovely roses. The special additives I'd slipped into the food were reacting well with her. Nothing that would cloud her mind, just let her indulge in the pleasure I was offering her, and dull her pain senses.

　　I bit harder as I squeezed her breast and rolled her n*****s as they hardened at my touch. Moaning she gave in to me. Thighs parting in anticipation she tilted her neck so I had more access and I rewarded her by slipping one hand down her soft stomach and into the curls that awaited me. My little princess was already soaked, her thighs and her slit were covered in her juices and she mewed at me as soon as I touched her with the barest of flicks.

　　"Wa-Warren," Erina's voice rasped at me as she clutched at my forearms, she wasn't trying to stop me, she was pulling me down so my fingers made direct contact with her. She shuddered with thighs parting all the way to the sides. All pretenses were gone as she willingly offered herself to me.

　　"Relax, Princess, just give yourself to me," I whispered against her shoulder. I waited until my finger rubbed against her tight bundle of nerves before I bit harder. She clawed at my arm whether to push me away or to increase my pace I wasn't sure, but as I left my mark, I rubbed my finger in a tighter and more vicious pattern, pressing against her body. Her hands fell from mine as she went limp and moaning she thrust her hips to meet my touch. I pulled away from the special tattoo I'd left on her and with a forefinger tilted her chin up so I could claim her lips.

　　She didn't care my tongue was coated with her own sweet blood, she opened beneath me like a willing flower as her moans and whimpers filled the room. Again I considered throwing the food to the side and throwing her up on the table and taking her. I was Nicholas's favorite. The others might fear him, but I did not. And I wanted her.

　　My tongue captured hers and she moaned beneath me as I strummed her closer and closer to her first peak. The first because I wouldn't let her stop so soon. Not when the scent of her lent spice to the air and through the bond I'd forged, her arousal spiked through me as well.

　　As her o****m took her and she cried against my lips I smiled. She pushed at me, but I didn't stop. She could take so much more than this. My beautiful princess was not nearly done. My own c**k stiffened as my fingers grew slick.

　　"Please," Erina begged as she freed her mouth from me.

　　"No," I replied as I chuckled at her. "Not yet, don't push me away. You're not done yet."

　　She tightened her thighs as she grabbed at my hand but I wasn't ready to stop. "One will never be enough." I took her hand that clawed at me and pulled my throbbing d**k out and curled her hands around it. She whimpered but stopped struggling. The wave of lust that came over me had overtaken her and gasping she bucked against my hand again as she sought another spiraling release.

　　"That's it," I whispered to her as I guided her grip by touch showing her how to squeeze from the base and gently toward the head.

　　"Warren," she gasped as I pushed her over the fine edge again and her body clenched around my hand.

　　And it was in that moment I knew.

　　I couldn't wait for Nicholas to take her first. I had claimed her, she was mine just like the cries that spilled from her. I pulled away from her and pushed her hand away and she whimpered at the loss of touch. But my mind was made.

　　Turning around to the table I shoved the plates aside and ignored those that broke as I made room for my mate. Picking her up in my arms I leaned forward inhaling her scent again before placing her on the table and guiding her back with gentle hands until her back bumped against the wooden surface.

　　Her spicy arousal stung my nose and leaning over her I sealed her fate with a kiss before nudging her thighs open. "You're mine," I whispered to her as I slid my hard c**k inside of her drenched folds. She stiffened beneath me as I pushed into her, but there was no turning back.

　　"Mine," I growled as I pushed myself fully in and took her for myself.