CHAPTER 15
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Dimitri’s POV
The chamber walls pressed in on me as dawn approached, marking the end of our third night of torture.
Seventy-two hours of breathing Seraphina's scent, watching her move, hearing every whimper and sigh, doing a few things to her but not being able to sink myself into her the way my wolf and my c**k demanded.
We had passed the first test. Barely. My control hung by a thread so thin it could snap with her next breath.
But it was the second test that had my wolf pacing, snarling and ready to tear apart anything that moved.
Combat.
Challengers who would try to take my pack, my territory, my mate. The Council's message had arrived an hour ago, delivered by Viktor's grim face through the chamber door.
Three Alphas would come tomorrow at sunset.
I'd fought for this pack before, killed for it, bled for it, but I'd never fought with this much to lose.
The thought of another man's hands on Seraphina, another Alpha claiming what the Moon Goddess herself had marked as mine sent molten rage through my veins.
My canines lengthened, pressing against my lower lip. I could taste blood, but I didn't care.
If I lost tomorrow, they would take everything. The pack would fall to whoever defeated me.
And Seraphina, f**k, my chest constricted until I couldn't breathe. Seraphina would become a prize for the victor.
Her body, her heat, her virgin cunt that belonged to me and me alone, spread open for someone else's c**k.
I would burn the world down first.
"Dimitri?"
Her voice pulled me from the violent spiral of my thoughts. I turned to find her standing near the eastern wall, bathed in the gray pre-dawn light filtering through the high windows.
She wore a white dress that clung to every curve I'd memorized through three nights of exquisite suffering.
My mate. She was mine. Had been mine since I pulled her from the wreckage of her parents' murder, covered in their blood and screaming. I just hadn't known it yet.
"Can't sleep?" I asked, though I could see the exhaustion in her violet eyes. I could smell the anxiety rolling off her skin beneath her intoxicating scent that made my mouth water.
"I keep thinking about tomorrow." She wrapped her arms around herself, the motion pushing her breasts up in a way that made my c**k throb against my zipper. "What if—"
"Don't." The command came out harsher than I intended, but I couldn't stomach hearing her voice my own fears. "Don't think about it."
I crossed the chamber in three strides, unable to maintain the distance any longer. The bond pulled like a physical tether, and resisting it hurt worse than any wound I'd taken in battle.
My hands found her waist, dragging her back against my chest, and the contact, f**k, even through layers of fabric, sent electricity singing through my nerve endings.
"Dimitri," She breathed, and I felt her pulse jump beneath my lips as I pressed them to her throat, right over the spot where my mark would go. Where it should already be, if not for archaic pack laws and tests designed to keep us apart.
"Shh, little wolf." I kissed her cheek, the corner of her jaw, breathing her in like she was oxygen and I'd been drowning. "I've got you."
My hands slid up her ribcage of their own accord, drawn to the curves that had haunted my dreams so much lately.
When I cupped her breasts through the thin fabric, we both groaned. They fit my palms perfectly. They were soft, full and mine.
"We shouldn't—" She started, but her body betrayed her, arching into my touch.
"Three nights I've watched you." My thumbs found her n*****s through the dress, circling the hardened peaks until she whimpered.
"Three nights I've smelled how wet you get for me. How your cunt drips every time I come near you. Three nights, I have dreamt of burying my c**k into you and hearing you scream my name for the entire pack to hear."
"Oh, fuck." Her head fell back against my shoulder, exposing the column of her throat. The submission in the gesture made my wolf roar with approval.
"That's it, baby. Give yourself to me," I pinched her n*****s, rolling them between my fingers, and felt her ass press back against my erection.
The friction was maddening. My c**k strained against my zipper, thick and hard and demanding to be buried in her tight heat.
Seraphina began grinding against me, her movements instinctive and desperate. The curve of her ass rubbed along my length, and I had to lock my jaw to keep from ripping her dress off and taking what belonged to me.
"You feel what you do to me?" I growled against her ear, thrusting forward so she could feel every inch of how hard I was for her. "Feel how badly your Alpha wants to bend you over and f**k you until you scream?"
"Please," The word came out broken and needy. "Dimitri, please."
My control shattered.
I shoved my hand into the top of her dress, yanking the fabric down to expose her breasts. No bra. f*****g hell.
Her n*****s were tight pink buds that begged for my mouth, and the weight of her t**s in my palm made precum leak from my c**k.
"These perfect f*****g t**s," I muttered, kneading the soft flesh, tugging and rolling her n*****s until she was grinding desperately against me. "Been dreaming about them. Need to feel them. Need to taste them."
"Yours," She whimpered. "They're yours."
"Damn right they are." I spun her around, pinning her against the stone wall with my body. Her eyes were glowing amber, her wolf as desperate as mine. "Everything about you belongs to me."
I lowered my head and sucked her n****e into my mouth, groaning at the taste of her skin. It was sweet and intoxicating.
My tongue circled the peak while my hand tormented the other, pinching and tugging until her hips bucked against me.
"Dimitri, oh f**k, oh—" Her fingers tangled in my hair, holding me to her breast while I sucked hard enough to leave marks.
I wanted to mark every inch of her. I wanted the entire pack to see the evidence of my claim, even if I couldn't give her my bite yet.
I switched breasts, lavishing the same attention on her other n****e, and felt her tremble.
"Please, I need—" She couldn't finish the sentence, too lost in sensation.
"I know what you need, little wolf." I kissed down the valley between her breasts, then back up to capture her mouth.
She tasted like mint and her tongue met mine in a battle for dominance she had no hope of winning.
My hand slid down her stomach, gathering the fabric of her dress. "Spread your legs for me, baby."
She obeyed immediately, and the submission, the trust, made my chest tight. I'd trained her to follow my commands, never realizing I was preparing my mate to submit to her Alpha in every way that mattered.
"Good girl." I pushed the dress up to her waist and groaned when my fingers found bare, soaked flesh. "No panties? f**k, Seraphina."
"Couldn't," She gasped. "Too sensitive. Everything's too sensitive."
"Because you're in heat for me." I circled her c**t with my thumb, feeling her jerk against my hand. "Your body knows who it belongs to."
I slid two fingers through her folds, coating them in her wetness. She was drenched, hot and slippery and so f*****g tight when I pushed one finger inside her.
"Oh God, oh God—" Her nails dug into my shoulders, her inner walls clamping around my finger.
"So tight," I groaned, working my finger deeper. "Going to feel so f*****g perfect wrapped around my c**k when I finally claim you."
I added a second finger, stretching her, and she cried out. The sound echoed off the chamber walls, and I didn't give a f**k who heard.
Let the whole pack know how I pleasured my mate. Let them hear her moans and know that no other male would ever touch her like this.
My thumb found her c**t while my fingers pumped into her tight cunt, and I leaned down to suck her n****e back into my mouth.
The dual stimulation had her trembling, her hips bucking against my hand as she chased her release.
"That's it, baby. Ride my fingers." I curled them inside her, finding that spot that made her see stars. "Come for your Alpha. Show me how good I make this sweet p***y feel."
"Dimitri, I—I can't—oh f**k, I'm—"
"Come," I commanded, and felt her shatter.
Her orgasm crashed through her and her p***y clenched rhythmically around my fingers as she screamed my name.
I worked her through it, prolonging every pulse of pleasure, my mouth on her n*****s and my fingers deep inside her while she came apart in my arms.
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