The Lion and the Lamb

Leo worked first one then two fingers into her ass. The hole was tight and sucked at the digits fiercely. Letting go of her ass cheek, but still keeping his fingers buried inside her, he gathered more of her cream and spread it over his cock. When his dick was lubed, he removed his fingers and pressed the tip of his dick to her anus.

“Bear down for me, baby.” As soon as she did, his dickhead popped through the tight ring of muscle and slid home. He was careful to go nice and easy, but damn she felt good. “Fuck, Tatum. Fuck yeah.” Buried balls-deep inside her, he pressed his chest to her back and kissed her shoulder.

“Oh God, Leo. Move. I need you to move.” Her ass clenched around him, and he grunted. He didn’t want to disappoint his girl.

Pulling out until only the head of was erection pressed at the entrance, he pushed back inside. Over and over, he slid his shaft home. He felt his balls slap against her wet pussy, having her cries of ecstasy fill his ears. He started moving faster, feeling his second orgasm of the night rearing up fast. He wanted her to come again, especially while he was buried in her tight, hot ass.

Reaching in front and finding her clit, he stroked it fast and hard. She cried out again before her back bowed and she came on a long, loud moan. That was it, all it took for him to get off. The instinct to mark her ascended until it consumed him and couldn’t be ignored.

His cum shot out of him, filling her body at the same time he opened his mouth and clamped down on her shoulder. His lion rose up, and his canines elongated. The taste of her blood hit his tongue, and he went crazy.

She was his. All. His.

His dick filled her, his cum bathed her insides, and now his mark would cover her flesh. It was a testament to all who saw, all who were his kind, that if you fucked with her, you fucked with him.

He sagged against her, spent yet deliriously happy. There was no going back. She wouldn’t push him away, and there would be no one else.

“Mine.” Leo kissed the center of her back and heard her sigh. He pulled out of her, scooped her limp body into his arms, and headed down the hallway to her room. There were only two doors, one being the bathroom, so finding it was easy enough.

When he had his girl on the bed, he got a wet, warm washrag from the bathroom and went back to Tatum. He cleaned his mate up, then himself, and settled in next to her. With the blankets over them, Tatum curled right around him. It was a good feeling, one that made everything right in this fucked-up world.

He wanted to ask her a lot of things, but the sound of her deep, even breaths told him she fell asleep. So, letting himself relax into the only woman he had ever loved, Leo fell asleep with a smile on his face for the first time in his life.25Leo paced his office, his rage rippling across his skin. He was on the verge of shifting, so close to letting his beast free that he could feel his muscles stretch in preparation for it. The morning after he had fallen asleep with Tatum beside him, she told him everything that happened.

Slade touching her on the dance floor, him forcing his mate into his office, the offer he made her. Just knowing she had been alone with him had Leo seeing red. There were so many things that could have happened to her, and he wouldn’t have gotten there in time to save her. That thought had a cold sweat covering his skin and his pulse racing.

“You wanna go take care of business now, boss?” Tryck leaned against his door, picking at his fingernail with a blade. Tryck was human, but he had been loyal to Leo since the very beginning and knew pretty much everything, including his shifting abilities. Tryck also knew about Slade, about all the shit between him and Leo, and knew that what was going down was bad.

Leo had left Tatum right after she spilled it all. It had still been early, but he wouldn’t have been able to stay in her bed a moment longer, even if his dick complained otherwise. He had wanted blood on his hands and needed to form a plan so this shit with Slade ended, like yesterday.

He stopped pacing and looked at Tryck. What he wanted to do was go alone, but he wasn’t stupid enough for that. Slade fought dirty, and Leo needed to be smart about this.

“I want to go talk to him, alone, but I want you there hanging back in case I need you.”