Chapter 22 Rowan
No, no, no, no, no! Absolutely not!
First, I did not want to be bitten again. That had really, really hurt.
Second, I was a virgin.
Nothing that had just come out of my mouth was coherent.
Cade laughed genuinely at my panicked ramblings. He normally had three expressions: serious, annoyed or scowling. I had never seen him laugh like that. His laugh was like the sun, bright, warm, and so unbearably hot. It melted me.
“I know you’re a virgin,” he revealed with wicked delight, smiling wolfishly.
My face and chest had turned three shades of red at the mention of my virginity. I was suddenly hot and tingly everywhere.
“Yes, I am. I don’t… I don’t know what to do,” I confessed, too embarrassed to say more.
“That’s good because I would have had to kill any man who had ever touched you before me. I enjoy knowing that I’ll be the first man inside you.”
By his serious tone, I could tell he truly meant it. I think he would have actually killed my ex if I had one.
“If you listen and do what I say, I’ll show you how to be a good girl and please me.
If you think it feels good to cum on our fingers or mouth, you can only imagine how good it will be to cum on our dicks.
Do you want to know what it feels like, Rowan?
Do you want me inside you?” He said, waiting for me to respond.
Cade was not someone who asked for permission.
He took what he wanted. His request for verbal confirmation that I wanted this too was the green-light my mind needed to give my body the go-ahead.
I hadn't given sex much consideration before, as the thought of my virginity always made me feel different from my peers.
But if I were being honest with myself, since my capture, it was all I thought about.
I wanted this.
I wanted him.
I knew how messed up that was considering the circumstances, but I had spent so much of my life trying to stamp out my sexual desires with chemicals.
Detox had suddenly freed me from the chains of abstinence, and I wanted to explore all the hushed things Lily and Harper whispered about in the back seat.
Listening to them exchange stories about each other's partners and sexual experiences made me feel like an abnormality.
I never thought I could have this. But now I could, if only I were brave enough to just admit that I wanted it. I tried not to feel guilt and shame over my body’s needs. I reminded myself that I was still planning to escape, but that I could at least use these men for my pleasure in the meantime.
“Yes, sir,” I responded shakily.
I knew Cade liked when I called him sir, and my body was way past the point of trying to resist him. Letting my omega instincts override my rationality, I felt nothing but the overwhelming urge to please him.
I wanted to make him laugh again, like he had earlier, light, unguarded, and free from the constant grip of restraint he usually carried. I liked him that way. As much as I hated to admit it, I liked him this way too. Bossy, controlling, and unapologetically possessive.
He slid his hand between my legs, cupping my core.
“This is mine now. I can tolerate sharing with my brother and our unit, but if anyone else tries to take what is ours, they are dead,” he growled.
Wrapping his muscular arms around my hips, he lifted me onto the bed and laid me on my back. He loomed above me, caging me with his massive frame. I wanted to see him, all of him. Clawing at his shirt, I tried to pull it off.
“Take off your shirt,” I commanded deeply, mimicking him in my best Cade impression.
He laughed one of those striking laughs again, sending slick between my legs. I loved that sound. He then obliged me, pulling his shirt over his head, and revealing nothing but compact, chiseled muscles and sunkissed, golden skin. His body was addictive.
Leaning over me, he closed his mouth over the peak of my nipple, sucking hard on it and eliciting a gasp from my lips.
His beard tickled the curve of my breast while his sharp teeth clamped down on the pebbled tip.
He switched back and forth, sucking softly and then biting painfully.
The contrasting sensations overstimulated me wonderfully.
While his mouth distracted me, his finger slipped inside my wet core.
“Killian told me you were tight, but I had no clue how tight. I’m going to need to prepare you thoroughly to take my cock. Spread your legs wider,” he said grunting and working another finger into me.
Whimpers left my mouth, needy for more, despite feeling so full already.
I could only imagine what it would be like to have his entire dick inside of me.
After seeing Ryker’s, I now knew how big alpha’s cocks were, and I was under no illusion that it would feel painless entering me.
The sharp sting from Cade forcing a third finger into my tight heat made me wince.
Suddenly, fear washed over me as I considered how much his bite would hurt. He had told me he was going to mark me. Killian’s mark had been excruciating.
Cade saw me grimace and could feel my muscles tense as panic flooded me.
He purred, calming my nerves and relaxing my body.
Every muscle in me went soft and useless at the sound, allowing him to insert a fourth finger.
Stretching my entrance obscenely wide, he scissored his digits in and out.
I could feel his fingers brushing up against my virgin barrier.
Wincing, I tried to focus on the pleasure instead of the pain.
“Shhh, Baby, I know it stings a little; you're just too tight. Let me stretch you and get you ready. Keep still.”
Something about the way he said “Baby” made me blush and sent shockwaves straight to my clit.
Cade wasn’t usually one for pet names, not like Killian or Ryker, which made it so much hotter.
I normally melted when he used my name in that low, brooding voice of his, but "Baby?
" That was a new favorite word rolling off his lips. It was unexpected, intimate, and it set something on fire inside of me. My breath hitched, and I couldn’t help the flutter low in my belly.
“You’re doing so well, Rowan. Do you want to cum before I fuck you? Beg nicely for me.”
There was no internal debate; my response was instant. I knew an orgasm would help take away the lingering sting from being stretched so wide. Plus, my whole body was begging for it. A river of slick ran down my legs, causing a vulgar squelching sound as Cade fucked me with his thick fingers.
“Please, sir. Please, I really need to cum. The stretch, it stings, please make it feel better.”
My begging definitely pleased him, because he slanted his lips over my mouth and began kissing me fervently. His kiss was uniquely his, demanding, punishing, and brutal. He bit my bottom lip and murmured, “Good girl.”
I could feel my climax climbing, but when he started using his thumb pad to rub little circles into my clit while forcing fingers into my tight center, I came harder than I ever had.
I panted and moaned, grinding down on him.
Delicious wave upon wave of pure ecstasy coursed through me and consumed my whole being.
Suddenly, I was boneless, floating, and so satisfied. My mind disassociated for a moment, sinking into the feeling of release. I didn’t even notice that Cade had stood and fully undressed. The bed dipped as he sank down between my spread legs.
Realization dawned on me; he was going to have sex with me now.
I watched him pump his fist up and down his long, smooth shaft, before he lined the head up with my center. His chin tilted up as he locked dark, hungry eyes with mine.
“This is going to hurt Rowan. Breathe through it. I’ll give you some time to adjust, but not much. I promise you can take what I give you. Do you still want this?”
I nodded, bracing myself and grabbing a fistful of sheets. When he notched himself at my entrance and surged forward, I held my breath, whimpering through the sharp stinging pop of his cock ripping through my hymen.
Similar to the way Cade had played with my nipples, there was a dichotomy between pain and pleasure once he fully sheathed himself in my core. He stilled inside me, purring again to take the edge off.
“Breathe in and out. Look at me. Are you okay?”
I nodded, trying to even out my breathing.
He waited for me to take a few deep breaths and acclimate.
I could tell he was exercising all of his self-restraint not to fuck me hard and fast. His hands balled into tight fists, his veins popped through his thick forearms, and his muscles flexed, eager to move.
I had no illusions that Cade was gentle, but I was grateful for the restraint he showed me.
He seemed almost… concerned, maybe even tender?
The sting and burn had partially subsided as my breathing evened out, so I moved my hips tentatively, gasping at the feeling of his shaft gliding inside of my walls.
“I’m gonna move faster now.”
He started slow at first, sliding himself in and out of me with long strokes.
Despite being soaked and prepped, his dick stretched me past the point of comfort.
He shifted his hips and changed the angle of his cock, and suddenly it was hitting a place deep inside me that felt like heaven. I moaned, throwing my head back.
He was right; dick was one thousand times better than fingers.
While sex was still mildly uncomfortable, it eventually melded with pleasure, heightening the experience.
I wrapped my legs around his waist as Cade reached between us, rubbing circles on my sensitive bundle of nerves, making my orgasm bloom.
He picked up the pace of his hips, and pretty soon he was fucking me like I knew he would, with hard punishing strokes.
His muscles bunched and contracted, and sweat dripped from his sun-kissed skin.
He was everywhere.
Cade’s mouth sucked and bit trails across my body. He buried his cock in the deepest recesses of me. His scent surrounded me, suffocating my lungs, while his arms and body caged me in a prison of pure desire and lust.
I couldn’t think; I couldn’t move.
All I could do was take it.
At that moment, he possessed every part of me.
“Good Girl Rowan,” he said, praising me. “Does your body like being owned by me?”
The response I tried to form came out garbled. I couldn’t speak while he was moving like that. It felt too good. All I could manage was to moan “mhmmm” as my eyes rolled into the back of my head.
“Oh my God, Cade,” I chanted as my orgasm climbed.
Suddenly he pulled his dick out, leaving nothing but the head, and stopped moving just as I was about to cum!
“Why did you stop?!” I snapped, frustrated and panting.
Cade smirked at me, grinding his hips in little circles, but refraining from pushing into me any deeper. I could tell he was about to say something bossy and controlling, as usual.
“You were about to cum, but you didn’t say please. Ask me nicely, Baby.”
Wanting to throw something at him in frustration, I tried to push my hips up to meet his, but he pulled back, still hovering at my entrance. I groaned with aggravation. What an asshole! My body had been so close to release.
My pussy didn’t care about my pride; it really needed to orgasm. So I begged, saying “sir,” “please," and all of Cade’s other favorite words that he loved to hear spill from my lips.
He rewarded me by surging his dick inside my heat, hard and to the hilt.
His knot had swollen, and I could feel it bumping against my entrance, which added another pleasant sensation.
It was obscenely large, and the thought of it entering me filled me with fear, nerves, and a sliver of curiosity.
What would it feel like? Would it hurt? My muscles tensed, and Cade could sense my trepidation.
“Don’t worry, Rowan, I won’t knot you… tonight.”
The implication that he would eventually do just that wasn’t lost on me, but knowing he wouldn’t do it now relieved me. Even though my omega instincts lusted for it, I knew my body wasn’t physically ready.
He punished my core with his cock. The sensation of his knot battering my entrance, the brutal, relentless pace, and the lingering painful stretch, made my climax climb once more.
I started begging him to make me cum, afraid he would stop again.
I clawed at his chest and shoulders, trying to anchor myself as he pummeled me with stroke after stroke of pure bliss.
When he reached between us to rub and then pinch my clit, my climax crested.
Right as I came, Cade found the crook of my neck opposite the bandaged side and sunk his teeth into my flesh hard.
Instead of the pain I had felt when Killian marked me, his bite overwhelmed my body with pleasure, and a third orgasm exploded, pulsating over and over.
When he finally withdrew his teeth, little echoes of my release shook my whole body.
The last thing I remembered before passing out, spent from exhaustion, was Cade tenderly starting to clean and dress the wound.