Crimes of Cupidity (Heart Hassle Book 3)

Maybe some people would be scared by the idea of mating with this feral genfin, but not me. He’s still my Ronak, and as I look into his flashing eyes and see the strain in his body, it becomes completely obvious what he needs.

His animal needs to claim me, to feel me completely from the inside out so that he can know that I’m here. My heart swells, and all I want to do is comfort his animal, to reassure him that I’m back—and there’s only one way to do that with a feral genfin who’s only capable of animalistic instincts.

“Ronak,” I say softly.

At the sound of my voice, he brings his body flush with mine and grinds his hips against me. When I move my hand, he lets out a warning snarl, but slowly, so slowly, I let my hand drop down and curl around his erection.

A rumble erupts from his chest, and before I can blink, I’m being hauled off my feet and thrown onto the bed. I’ve barely landed face-first on the mattress before I feel his claws shredding the skirts of my dress, and then his hand is digging into my hip as he roughly moves me so that I’m ass up and head down.

I feel the air brush against my exposed bottom half and look over my shoulder at the alpha. His cock is swollen and dripping with pre-cum, so hard it almost looks painful. His golden eyes are riveted on my crudely displayed center, and he looks wild, yes, but he also looks hot as hell with his rippling muscles and shaggy beard.

He grips my hips, and in one brutal thrust, he slams his cock into me balls-deep, making me cry out in a mix of surprise, pain, and pleasure. Immediately, he starts fucking me with ruthless abandon, and it’s so intense and beastly that a whimper escapes me.

“Emelle!”

I turn my head at the sound of Sylred’s worried shout, but I hold out a hand. “It’s fine. I’m fine,” I assure him, even as I’m gritting my teeth and my face is being shoved against the mattress with each thrust.

In part, I’m grimacing it’s because he’s fucking me with violent and bestial intent, and yeah, it hurts a little. But his feralness is also unfurling a wild abandon inside of me that thoroughly enjoys this loss of control. Every pinch of pain seems to feed this wild pleasure, and it’s so different from anything I’ve ever felt before. He’s so rough; every movement so sharp and fierce, and I want more.

A thrill inside of me dances like electricity, crackling under my skin with every single punishing stroke. The way he’s taking me is so different, even from when we went into heat together, because even then, Ronak was always right beside his animal’s presence, allowing his animal to push me, but never take it too far. This, though—this level of intensity is something else entirely. It’s one hundred percent animal. And I freaking love it.

His claws dig into my waist, but he never breaks the skin. His growls fill the air, and he continues to keep his harsh pace as his skin smacks against mine. When I accidentally let out another whimper, the guys mistake it for pain. Both of them move closer to the hole in the cell, Evert still holding the bow taut. When Ronak sees them encroaching, he pulls out of me to face them, and lets out a ferocious roar, his claws lengthening in the offense and his body posed for attack.

Seeing that he’s ready to strike at the guys, I quickly flip over onto my back and wrap my limbs around him. His arms automatically go around my waist and under my wings to hold me.

Gently but firmly, I bring my hands to his cheeks and turn his face back to mine. “It’s alright,” I tell him softly. “They won’t try to take me away from you. Focus on me, Alpha,” I tell him steadily, never once blinking as I look into his eyes. “That’s right. It’s just you and me.” The hardness in his expression softens ever so slightly.

With his full attention on me, I bring a hand between us and slowly take his cock and line it up with my entrance. “I’m right here. Take me,” I say huskily. That’s all the encouragement he needs. With a growl, he pistons his hips and thrusts into me again, and my head fall back in a groan.

He holds me beneath my arms and wings like I weigh nothing, and his hips start working ferociously against mine. He soon becomes unsatisfied with our position and the tattered dress that still covers my chest, so he brings a clawed hand up and tears the rest of it away. And even though his razor-sharp claws scrape right against my skin, not once does he cut me.

Tossing the dress away, he hoists me up and sets me on the bed again, but this time, he doesn’t try to take me from behind like an animal. He balances on his forearms and pistons into me from above, hitting my sweet spot when he reaches under my ass and tilts up my hips.

“Gods yes,” I croon.

Like he’s mimicking my declaration, the alpha roars again, but this time it’s with his own release. With one last jerk of his hips, I feel hot ropes of cum shoot into me and then his body finally stills. We’re both panting, sweat mingling between our skin, and even though I didn’t come, there was a different sort of satisfaction that I’ve earned in taming the beast.

After a moment, his muscled arms shift me on the mattress so that the wall is at my back and he’s holding me at my front, his cock still buried inside of me.

When I’m securely cooped up in this position, safe from the other males in the room, the alpha flares out his wings and then curls them around us so that we’re encased in a feathery cocoon. In the dim light, now filtered through his red-feathered wings, I watch him watching me.

“Did that take the edge off?” I tease him. He tilts his head in a purely animal way, and then leans forward and licks my cheek. I giggle and grimace at the same time, using my shoulder to wipe off my cheek. “I at least hope you’re house-trained.”

He snaps his teeth playfully, making me laugh again. When I try to wriggle my hips away, he gives me a low growl in warning.

“Oh. Gotcha. You still want your beef bullet inside me. Can do.”

He watches me with rapt interest, like I’m the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen, and his tail gently strokes my leg. When he starts to purr, I reward him with a smile. “You are super good at purring. I knew you were a big kitty cat underneath all of that growly stuff. You just were cranky because you needed to get some cupid lovin,’ am I right?”

He nips my neck in response, his canines scraping against my tender skin.

“You know,” I tell him softly, as I bring a hand up to trace his feathers. “Ronak wasn’t one for cuddling, so this is kind of nice,” I tell him. When my fingers dance over the top curve of his wing, he shudders. “But I really would like to talk to him. I know he’s an asshole, but he kinda grew on me, you know? Could you let him come out? Maybe tap down on the whole feral thing you’ve got goin’ on for a minute?”

He starts moving inside of me again, and I can feel his cock hardening. “Round two already? Wow, you’re very…robust. Good for you.”

His purr turns to a groan, sounding very Ronak-ish. Taking a chance, I lift my head and place my lips against his. He freezes, golden eyes wide as he stares at me like he doesn’t understand. Undeterred, I gently coax him as my lips play with his, letting my tongue dart out to trace the seam of his lips and the edge of his canines.

“Come on Ronak,” I whisper against his mouth. “Come out here and kiss me back before this gets real awkward.”

I pepper him with kisses, every part of his mouth mine to lavish attention on. Kissing is such a non-animal thing to do, and when I close my eyes, I can imagine that it’s Ronak moving inside of me, cradling me with his arms and wings—that it’s him kissing me back.

Wait.

I snap my eyes open and stare up at his eyes. His black eyes.

“Ronak!”

I squeal excitedly and throw my arms around his neck, tugging him against me in a hug. His arms tighten around me. “Little demon,” he rasps against my throat.

A half-laugh, half-sob escapes me as I pull back to look at his handsome face. Gone is the wild, animal look about him. Gone are the tense and jerky movements of a feral beast. “You’re back,” I whisper in relief, feeling tears spill down my cheeks.

His voice is gravelly from disuse as he says, “So are you.”

In a very tender gesture, he brings his forehead to rest against mine and sweeps his thumbs over my wet cheeks. Already, his claws and canines have receded. “You tamed my beast from his feralness. You brought me back from an impossible state. I don’t know how the hell you did it.”

I don’t either, but I’m not about to admit that. I shrug a shoulder and look at him with all the confidence in the world. “You’re mine.”

The corner of his lip tilts up. “Yeah, little demon. And you’re mine.”

When I kiss him this time, Ronak’s mouth moves with mine. Still buried inside of me, he moves his hips in a delicious rhythm that soon has me panting for more. “I need lots of orgasms,” I gasp. “Evert wouldn’t let me have one, and your animal didn’t, either,” I say with a small pout. “So I need at least three.”

“Greedy little thing,” I hear Evert say.

At the sound of his voice, Ronak shifts and folds back his wings. Rolling me on top of him, Ronak holds me smugly over his chest with his hands on my ass.

Evert and Sylred look down at us from where they stand beside the bed. Taking in Ronak’s black eyes and receded fangs and claws, Sylred blows out a sigh of relief.

“Thank gods for that.”

Evert shakes his head and finally drops his arms to hang at his sides. Ronak eyes the bow and arrow and cocks a brow. “Disappointed you couldn’t shoot me?”

Evert shrugs. “A bit.”

I smack Evert playfully on the leg, but his tail wraps around my wrist and traps it there, making my hand slide up to his very hard erection beneath his pants.

“Seriously? You’re hard right now?”

Evert scoffs like I’m an idiot. “You’re buck naked, laying on top of him with his dick still inside of you and your own cream sliding down your legs. Of course I’m hard.”

“Well, I still didn’t get to orgasm, so…” I start to move my hips, making Ronak groan and grip my waist.

“Don’t give one to her,” Evert says.

I sit up, bracing my hands on Ronak’s chest so that I can glare at him. “What? Why not?”

He shrugs. “I’m not sure you’ve learned your lesson yet.”

“You son of a butt chunk! I’m gonna tie your limp dick in a knot if someone doesn’t give me a gods-damned orgasm!”

Ronak grimaces, stilling my movement on his cock with his hands. “Can you not talk about injuring penises while mine is inside of you?”

“I guess.”

As soon as he lets me move again, I start gyrating my hips, because I’m not about to let a good cock go to waste. My pushin’ cushion likes a nice prick.

Making my spine and hips move like a slow wave, I grind against him, and a groan comes out of both of us.

“Fucking hell,” Evert grits out. “You’re cheating.”

“Not cheating,” I tell him breathlessly, my head tipped back in ecstasy. “I totally tamed his beast. Plus, his cock is inside of me. Ronak is gonna do whatever I want right now,” I say cockily. “Aren’t you, Ronak?”

With his teeth clenched in desire, all he does is nod emphatically.

“See?” I say, pleased with myself.

Evert takes hold of my jaw and turns my face to him. “You are a naughty little thing.”

“Yep,” I tell him. “But you like it.” I snatch his hand and stick his finger in my mouth so I can suck on it. When I pull it out with a pop, he growls.

“That’s it. She wants orgasms?” he says, glancing over to Sylred as they share a loaded look. “Let’s give them to her.”

Inside I’m like, “hell yeah!” But the look on his face also makes me pause a little. Just a little, though, because…well, I really don’t see a downside to orgasms.