Rex lunged.
There was no preamble, no gentle build-up. One mont Damon’s eyes flashed gold, the next Eve was pinned beneath two hundred pounds of pure alpha wolf in human form.
"MATE," Rex snarled, his voice deeper than Damon’s, more guttural. "MINE."
Unlike Kane, who had focused on possessive claiming through relentless fucking, Rex seed obsessed with marking. His hands were everywhere....gripping, scratching, leaving trails of claw marks across her skin.
"Mine," he growled again, his mouth descending to her neck.
Then his fangs sank into her throat.
Eve scread....not from pain exactly, but from the overwhelming intensity of being bitten by an alpha wolf while his cock slamd into her in one brutal thrust.
Rex didn’t wait for her to adjust. Didn’t care that his dick was buried in one violent motion made her see stars. He just started fucking her with savage force while his fangs remained embedded in her neck, marking her, claiming her, making absolutely certain she understood who she belonged to.
"MINE," he growled around the bite, each word vibrating against her torn skin. "MATE."
Blood trickled down Eve’s neck...not dangerous amounts, but enough that she could feel it, warm and wet against her skin. Rex’s tongue lapped at it between thrusts, tasting her, consuming every drop as if her blood was as necessary to him as her body.
Eve could only hold on, her hands clutching his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as he fucked her with a brutality that made Kane’s claiming seem gentle by comparison.
**************
OUTSIDE THE DOOR
Dr. Thorne stood with her dical bag, her hand ready on the door handle, listening to the sounds coming from inside.
Eve’s screams. Rex’s animalistic growls. The rhythmic pounding of the reinforced bed fra against the padded walls.
"Should we intervene?" she asked nervously, looking at Mrs. Blackwood who stood beside her.
"Not unless she gives the distress signal," Mrs. Blackwood said firmly. "She knows to call out if it’s too much. Until then, we trust that she can handle it."
"He marked her," Dr. Thorne said. "I heard her scream when his fangs went in."
Another scream from inside....this one higher, more desperate.
Dr. Thorne’s hand tightened on the door handle. "Are you sure....."
"Wait," The headmaid stopped her. "Listen."
They listened. And beneath the screams, beneath the sounds of brutal claiming, they could hear Eve’s voice.
"Yes....oh God....yes....more....please...."
Not distress. Need.
Her succubus nature was feeding on Rex’s feral energy, craving the intensity, needing the brutality even as it overwheld her human sensibilities.
"She’s feeding," Mrs. Blackwood observed. "She’s okay. Overwheld, yes. But okay."
Dr. Thorne relaxed slightly, though she didn’t move from her position by the door. Ready to burst in at the first sign of real danger.
***
INSIDE THE ROOM
Rex finally released Eve’s throat, his tongue lapping at the wound one more ti before moving to her shoulder.
His fangs sank in again....another mark, another claim, another permanent reminder that she was HIS.
Eve sobbed, tears streaming down her face from the overwhelming sensation. Pain and pleasure blurred together until she couldn’t distinguish between them. Her body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming, her succubus nature feeding so greedily on Rex’s feral energy that she glowed like a small sun.
"More," Rex growled, pulling out only to flip her onto her stomach. "More marks. MORE."
He entered her from behind....brutally, violently, all thirteen inches slamming ho so hard Eve’s vision whited out.
Then his fangs found her shoulder blade. Another bite. Another mark. His teeth sinking deep enough to scrape bone, marking her so thoroughly that the scar would be permanent even with her healing factor.
"MINE," Rex snarled with each marking bite. Shoulder. Other shoulder. The back of her neck. The curve where her neck t her shoulder. Her hip. The soft flesh of her inner thigh when he flipped her again.
Each bite accompanied by brutal thrusts that drove deeper and deeper, as if Rex was trying to fuck his very essence into her bones.
Eve lost count of how many tis she ca. The orgasms blurred together into one continuous wave of overwhelming sensation. Her golden glow was so bright now that it illuminated the entire room, energy pouring into her in amounts that should be impossible to absorb.
But she took it all. Took every brutal thrust, every marking bite, every possessive growl. Her body was built for this....designed to handle alpha wolves at their most feral, their most demanding.
"Mine," Rex growled, his pace sohow increasing despite already being impossibly fast. "Mine. Mine. MINE."
He flipped her again....seemingly obsessed with claiming her from every angle, in every position. On her back. On her stomach. On her side. Sitting in his lap. Pressed against the padded wall. On the floor when the bed wasn’t enough.
And with each position change ca more bites. More marks. More permanent claims carved into her flesh with fangs designed to leave scars that would never fully fade.
Eve’s throat was raw from screaming. Her body was covered in blood....her own, seeping from dozens of bite marks that Rex kept reopening with his tongue and teeth. She was being marked so thoroughly, so completely, that there wouldn’t be an inch of her skin that didn’t bear Rex’s claim.
Two hours passed. Then three.
Rex showed no signs of stopping, no signs of being satisfied. He just kept fucking her, kept biting her, kept growling "MINE" with each brutal thrust.
Eve’s consciousness started to flicker. The pleasure was too much, the pain too intense, the energy flowing through her too overwhelming to process.
She was going to pass out. Going to lose consciousness just like she had with Kane.
But Rex seed to sense it. Seed to know she was approaching her limit.
His final bite was the deepest....right over her heart, his fangs sinking so deep Eve genuinely thought he might be trying to reach her actual heart.
The pain was transcendent. Unbearable. Perfect.
Eve scread one final ti and then everything went black.
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