Bite Me Harder (Guardians of the Deep 2)

Any man in the past who’d ever tried to use teeth on her had instantly been slapped, but this was different. Coby wasn’t nibbling at her in the throes of passion. He was biting her in his ritual. A sexual ceremony that would convert her to his religion, his lifestyle. She was becoming his mate.

He bit her ass and slapped it hard. Of course, she couldn’t see what he was doing but she was sure his teeth broke through her skin. She felt the sting of razors slicing through her. The pain doubled when she felt the head of his cock push into her with more force than any time previously. This time he wanted her to hurt. All pleasantries were gone. He was claiming her through pain, and the most surprising thing to her was that she wanted more of it. Each inch of his cock sliding into her brought a new wave of agony. His right hand reached around her and cupped her tit, squeezing it and pinching her nipple.

“Oh my God!” she cried out. “It hurts!”

“Tell me to stop and I will,” he said, “but then this is all over. We can end it if you want.”

Silence. He’d stopped thrusting into her and was waiting for her answer. She replied by pushing back against him, driving his enormous erection deep into her soaking wet pussy. She felt herself shake around him, convulsing from the inside as her orgasm exploded without any warning. It was fast. She’d come so quickly.

“I’m coming already,” she said.

This seemed to anger him, or maybe it drove him mad with lust, because he slapped her ass again, hitting the spot where he’d bit her, and pulled his cock out before thrusting it back into her. Her insides lit up. She couldn’t handle it. She was about to pass out. Then he reached down and pulled her body up so her back was to his chest, and he bit her left shoulder so hard she felt bloo

d ooze out and down her back. His mouth stayed on the spot, tonguing her blood as he continued to fuck her.

“That hurts so bad!” she yelled.

It did, but she wasn’t even close to telling him to stop. In fact, the pain felt so good she wanted to turn the other shoulder over to him. As if reading her mind, he lifted his mouth from her and then bit down hard on the back of her neck. Again, she felt her blood run and heard the sound of him sucking it up.

Is he a shark or a fucking vampire?!

She tried to look over her shoulder, but all she saw was a red stream running down her left breast. He’d definitely broken the skin.

“Make me like you!” she begged. “Fuck me! Bite me harder!”

Heat built up inside her body and felt like it might shoot down each of her limbs as another convulsion began to hit her deep in her pussy where the head of his cock nudged at her so good she began to scream. She pulled away from him, turned, and sat on his cock again, this time facing him. She leaned back against the sand with one hand and pushed herself onto him, fucking him, letting him see her naked tits in the moonlight. Blood ran down over her chest and he liked what he saw. His grin was wide. She was afraid for a moment, seeing herself painted red like that, but then she remembered Kalina’s words and how she’d explained that fear didn’t belong with their people. They were battle-born she’d said. It was time for Sylvia to prove it.

“I’m close,” Coby said. “Are you ready?”

“I’m so ready,” she assured him. “I’m so fucking ready. Make me yours.”

“You’ve been mine since I saved your life that first night,” he said.

Then he drove up into her and bit down on her right shoulder. His teeth tore into her and at the same time, she felt his cock grow a couple of inches. It shouldn’t have been possible, but he filled her deeper and wider than he had before. Sylvia’s insides stretched, and she felt something rip. She screamed so loudly it echoed off the water and bounced around the trees. She felt his cum shoot into her and it was scorching, burning her inside with a soothing heat that took her to another universe. Her eyes slammed shut and she rode her man, euphoria sweeping over her as he dripped from her pussy. Her spirit left her body and dove into the ocean and leapt into the sky. Numbness crept into each toe and each finger before traveling up each arm and each leg. Her own heat mixed with his and she was coming again, joining him in heavenly bliss. She kept riding and riding until she realized she wasn’t anymore. Her hips were still bucking in mid-fuck, but Coby held her in his arms like a man carrying his bride over the threshold, only he was taking her into the ocean.

He slid two fingers into her to help her ride the wave of ecstasy coursing through her body, and as he walked her through the end of what seemed like a never-ending orgasm, he whispered something to her gently that she couldn’t hear. Her mind was a mess, her thoughts jumbled, and his words wouldn’t sink in. Then he lowered her into the water and her body exploded. A million shards of glass struck every muscle, joint, and bone, as her body reformed into that of a great white shark for the first time.

Chapter 20 – Rafe

“I kicked his ass, right?” Kane asked as Rafe helped him onto the couch in his small studio apartment.

The man’s living arrangement was exactly what Rafe would have expected from him. A mattress lay on the floor and a nightstand held a small TV with a cable box. Clothes hung over the backs of chairs and lay in heaps on the floor. Except his work polos. Those hung wrinkle-free in a tiny closet. Beer bottles and a pizza box adorned the small kitchenette table.

“Yeah, you really fucked him up,” Rafe said, humoring the man.

Rafe had convinced Kalina to go back to the island and let him remain behind to help his boss get home safely. She was supposed to go find Cobalt and talk some sense into him while Rafe did the same with Kane. So far, he hadn’t been able to speak to the man at all. He’d downed three-quarters of a bottle of rum after hearing Kalina’s theory. Now, he was about as shitfaced as Rafe had ever seen him.

Kalina had changed the course of the evening when she revealed that she thought she was Kane’s sister. Even at his most vulnerable, Keelan Kane was a skeptic. However, even skeptics have hope sometimes and as his head hit the sofa cushion, Kane looked up at Rafe with the look of a dad who’d seen his son hit the home run of the century. Maybe it was a sense of pride. Maybe it was only sorrow.

“She sure is something, huh?” he asked.

Rafe wasn’t sure what he was talking about at first, so he didn’t respond.

“Cali,” he added. “Kalina. It’s her, Rafe. I don’t know how I didn’t see it before. You’d think an older brother would always know his baby sister, but I didn’t. Dammit, I didn’t. But she sure grew up, didn’t she?”

For the first time, it occurred to Rafe that he was actually dating Kane’s younger sister, and that seemed like a dangerous predicament to be in. He could imagine having to sit down and have that talk with the man, as if they were high school sweethearts instead of consenting adults. Rafe considered reminding Kane that he’d called Kalina a bitch back at the bar, but that would have been mean, and Rafe was kind of liking this sweeter, thoughtful Kane.

“She’s somethin’ alright,” Rafe agreed. “Why don’t you get some sleep and meet me at work in the morning? You think you can manage that?”