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1 slow my pace, table to look at her as I pull myself out of her. I knew she deserved better than me. She deserved for her first time to special, not something like this, like an animal ravaging her body.
“I tedd you I didn’t know how to be gentle 1 grow, furious with myself and Kaif for causing her this level of pain.
“Quirin, it’s okay, 1 knew it would hurt.”
She stop when 1 growl again. Now that I’ve slid out of her, I can see that the sheet beneath her is covered in blood. She tore and then 1 just kept plowing into her like the fucking savage that I am. The darkness that usually surrounds me returns. Only this time, it feels so much darker after having been in the glow of her light.
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Fendt look at her. She’s still bleeding, even now,
“Let’s get you into a bath, I say, turning away from her. I hear her start to get up.
Just stay there. F’ll get it ready for you” I say to her without turning to look at her.
I go into the bathroom and turn on the water in the tub, making sure that it’s warm, but not too hot. I turn, looking at Inyarif in the mirror, not recognizing the man there. How did I lose control like that? How did I not realize I was hurting her I’m terrified to open the bond and feel her emotions. I can only imagine the regret that she’s feeling for accepting me asher mate: I can’t take that right now and can’t face that level of rejection after what I just experienced. So I leave the bond cheed Kaif is silent, also feeling the regret of hurting our mate. He’s as much to blame as I am. We both lost control.
When the tub is mostly filled, I shut off the water and turn. It’s only then that I realize that Kennedy’s blood is coating my cock, my cock that is still partially hard because her scent is all over me. I hurt her, tore her, plowed into her, and my body still wants more. When kind of an animal am I?
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I get a washcloth and quickly wash the blood off me. Then I go back out into the bedroom and see Kennedy lying right where I left her. Only now, she’s pulled a sheet over her body to cover herself. I’m sure she feels vulnerable. I practically ripped her in half.
Carefully, as gently as I possibly can, I pull the sheet back and lift her into my arms.
“Let’s get you into the bath,” I say. I begin walking to the bathroom, unwilling to meet her gaze as she tries to catch mine.
TII heal, Quirin. I’m an Alpha female. Echo is a strong wolf. I’ll heal. I knew this was to be expect…”
Her words cut off as I lower her into the tub, and she hisses with the pain of the water touching her sensitive body. I can feel the spike of pain in her, feel it through the Alpha connection even though I’ve got my side of the mate bond closed off. That’s how sore she is, how much I hurt her.
“You soak, I’ll be right back,” I say, walking out to the bedroom and stripping the sheets off the bed. I can’t stand the thought of ever using these sheets again, the sheets where I tore my little mate apart.
I walk out of the room to the banister, looking down over the pack. There are a lot of smirks from my pack members. I’m sure everyone heard my roar of pleasure. It makes me sick to think that I was so caught up in my own pleasure that I didn’t realize how much I was hurting her.
“Burn these!” I say, tossing the sheets down to the main floor. My tone has the smirks disappearing. “Send someone up to put new sheets on the bed. NOW!” I command. My anger at myself tainting my tone.
“Yes, Alpha!”
I go back into my room, looking around. I quickly pick Kennedy’s dress off the floor where I left it in a crumpled heap. I move her diamond necklace to the nightstand so she can put it away later and then I collect her undergarments, not wanting my omegas to see them.
When they knock on the door, I let them in and then return to the bathroom to check on Kennedy. She’s got a washcloth and is gently cleaning herself, the blood turning the water pink.
“Here, let me put fresh water in the tub,” I say, pulling the plug and turning the faucets back on.
“Who was at the door?” she asks.
“I have them changing the sheets. I don’t want you sleeping in your own blood.”
“Okay,” she says, and I can tell she’s trying to understand my emotions. I doubt she could. Even I’m struggling with the level of self–loathing I’m feeling right now. I don’t want to taint her beautiful sunshine with my darkness.
I grab a towel and help her to stand when she’s done, then I wrap her in it and carry her back to our bedroom where the bed has been made with clean sheets. I hate that they don’t smell like her, but hopefully they will by tomorrow.
I carefully lay her down, drying her off before setting the towel aside.
“Do you want something to wear?”
When she doesn’t answer, I’m forced to look at her.
“Not if you’re going to keep me warm,” she says softly.
It’s the very least I can do, so I nod, then walk around to the other side of the bed. I crawl in beside her, pulling the blankets up over us and then wrapping myself around her to keep her warm.
“Good night, Quirin,” she says softly.
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“Good night, Little Pup.” I lay awake long after she falls asleep in my arms.
In the early morning hours, I make a decision. I won’t have sex with Kennedy again until I’m sure that I can control. ung emotions around her. Until then, Raif and I will just have to suffer.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
