Shifter Domination Complete Set

He captures her lips with her own, kissing her with a ferocity that stuns her, licking into her mouth like he's trying to replace his brother's scent of his own and it's working. She moans into his mouth, trembling hands curling around his shoulders and holding him back. "Mine," he growls, rubbing his palm over her breasts, playing with her nipples to make her keen and whimper into his mouth. It feels good enough that she forgets about the ache on her shoulder where his teeth had bitten her raw. Her hands come up and tangle gently in his hair, resting there carefully.

When he feels sated, knows that there's nothing of his brother's scent left in her mouth, he pulls back and drags his mouth down her breasts, leaving a trial of fire all the way to her soft belly and lower, licking a stripe down, down, and then burying his nose between her legs. He inhales deep and her clit throb.

"Mine," he rumbles, rubbing his cheek over her inner thigh, blatantly scenting her. He sucks up a bruise on the inside of her legs, high up where the flesh is soft, pale, never exposed to the sunlight. "You're so soft, baby," he tells her, gripping her thighs hard enough to leave bruises. The soft flesh there wobbles a little under his grip and he kisses them again, his stubble prickling the sensitive skin there.

"Ma

ster Darius," she whines, high and desperate.

"That's it, baby. Pretty little pup," he mumbles, fangs dropping and biting harder.

She doesn't have time to ask why he's calling her 'pup' even though he knows she's a cat shifter. She's not wolf, not like him. It doesn't matter though, because he mouths along the injury he's left on her thigh, licking up the blood the pebbles to the top. "Ah- ah-," she gasps, eyes filling with tears again when she feels his teeth sink deep.

"Poor baby," he coos. "Tiny little thing," he growls. "I'm gonna make you feel good." He kisses between her legs and then licks inside of her, tongue spearing past her soft lips to taste all the way into her body. It feels too much too quickly even though he had been building up to it. The knowledge that it's him and he's doing this is both wonderful and terrible. Wonderful because her Master Darius wants her and terrible because a part of her thinks he's only doing this to mark what's his and get rid of Ethan's scent on her.

It doesn't stop her from crying out in pleasure when his tongue delves in deep, fingers joining her virginal hole to stretch her open so he can curl his tongue inside of her and lick every inch inside her. "Oh, oh," she whimpers.

"That's it. That's it, pup. Let go," he growls as he pulls out, fingering her now instead, forefingers from both hands inside of and pulling her open, breaking through her hymen with only a sting of pain that she barely registers through the overwhelming ecstasy that rolls through her entire body.

"Master- Master Darius," she keens.

"Gonna make you feel so good, baby, you're so good, so good for me like this," he says, stream of words spilling out as he strokes her, curling his fingers as he spreads her open, and then licking into her again. "That's it, love. You're so lovely. So soft and perfect," he growls, moving his face to nip at the fleshy part of her thighs, fingering her until she's gasping, begging underneath him. "That's it, pup. Come for me," he coaxes.

She does, whimpering and crying as her orgasm washes over her, intense and amazing.

He continues pumping his fingers inside her through her orgasm, rumbling filthy things in her ears about how he's going to fill her with pups, breed and make her full of his cubs. "You want my cubs, don't you, pup?" he whispers, his voice a few octaves deeper than normal, pupils blown black. "Want my cock? Want my knot inside you, plugging you full of my seed?"

She nods, eyes clenched shut because it all feels too much, too intense. His fingers come away soaking wet and he brings them to his mouth, tasting her with a blissful expression. His claws on her thigh are still sharp, probably unintentionally so as he sucks his fingers and licks them clean.

"Absolutely delectable," he says.

He finally appears sated, knowing that there's nothing left on but him, her soft skin pink from his scruff and teeth marks, from bruises his fingers left on her and little cuts from his claws. He leans up and licks a kiss into her mouth, hands on her ankles to push them up over her head, folding her up so that he is able to press the hard line of his cock against her opening. Even though the suit he's wearing, she can feel him, thick and throbbing, ready to take.

She knows she's being greedy but she wants him to do it, want his cock in her, wants to be filled the way he says he would.

Of course, Ethan would choose now to walk into the room and, upon seeing her, bruised and bloodied, come to all the wrong conclusions and tackle his brother.

Chapter Six: Rough

Darius has always been the stronger one when it comes to physical confrontations. It's a little unfair, really, since they're twins and are supposed to be the same in every way. Darius has the drive of an Alpha that Ethan is self-aware enough to recognize that he lacks.

He's perfectly fine with following orders, doing what Darius wants him to do.

Well, except for that thing with the kit they had procured from the Lion pack. He thought Darius intended to bring her to the facility, as they have done with all the half shifts they've managed to save from their packs. People treat shifters like her like they're less than human.

Their mother was a half-shift. Even though their father loved her very much, they could both see that it was a wrong sort of love, one borne out of an obsessive desire to own her.

When Darius mentioned that he wanted to keep her, Ethan had been... curious. He wanted to see for himself where she was being kept and if she's happy, so he stole his keys and lied his way through the security. Having an identical face to his twin meant doors opened for him with ease.

He didn't expect to lose control the moment he saw her, didn't expect himself to want her, especially when he saw the way she brightened up on seeing him. She's so beautiful, so perfect and wonderful and really, it's unfair of Darius to keep her to himself like this. Such beauty should be shared, cherished. He wanted her- wanted her more than anything he had wanted in his life.

He deserved to be thrown into the wall when Darius returned and found him touching what's his. Darius doesn't share the things he thinks is his. And it's obvious he thinks she belongs to him exclusively.

Ethan likes pushing buttons though. He rubs the back of his head as he tries to see if he has a concussion from how hard Darius had thrown him into the wall. There's a sizable bump on the back of his head, but he's not bleeding, so that's a good thing. He huffs and sits up. He should leave now while his brother's still distracted, but he's curious. He wants to see what they're up to. He can hear her from here, moaning and whimpering like a cat in heat. She's making such lovely noises that he wishes he could record her.

Feeling like a voyeur, he makes his way to her room and stops dead in his tracks when he sees his brother's teeth on her. The only reason why Ethan manages to take on his brother is because he's distracted.

"You're being too fucking rough," Ethan snarls as he sinks his claws into his brother's arms and pulls him away from her forcefully. Between one blink and the next, he has Darius pinned under him, knee digging into his back as he keeps him down. "You don't want to break her on her first time, brother," he growls, his face half shifted, fangs sharp and gaze even sharper.