Mated to the Mad Lord-Chapter 198: Rut? {R18}

The pace was gradual at first, even if his strokes were hard and full, in a way that had Violet pulling him even closer as she wrapped her arms tightly around him.

"Ca—" she began, only to be cut off as pleasure slammed into her like a hammer, over and over again, at a pace she could barely keep up with. She felt him continue to plunge himself into her, his size nothing to joke about, yet her insides welcomed him with every stroke. Her toes curled in ecstasy as she finally felt the wave plunge her under, fireworks exploding in her head.

"Violet!" she heard him murmur right into her ear, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down her spine. The next instant, he turned her over, positioning himself beneath her as she sat on top of him.

"Go ahead. Show me how much you want me," he said, his gaze dark and intense. At first, the feeling of embarrassment at being completely naked in front of him threatened to overwhelm her, but then he sat up on the bed, leaning closer to kiss her lightly on the lips, his voice hoarse and rough as he mumbled against her mouth.

"I can take over, but I can’t promise I’ll be gentle," he warned, his words sending a thrill through her. Violet looked deeply into his eyes and realized he meant every word. She felt him continue to pulse and thrum inside of her, his hands around her waist, showing just how impatient he was to keep moving.

Violet had never tried this before, but placing her hands on his shoulders, she slowly raised herself, beginning to push back into him in a way that made her entire body tremble with pleasure. Her lashes fluttered closed as she felt his hands on her chest, squeezing her breasts in a way that drew a louder moan from her lips.

"You-you’re hot!" she gasped, surprised by the heat radiating from him, even as he was already inside her. But the heat only increased, making the experience even more pleasurable. She felt him glide harder into her, grabbing her waist and pushing her back down deeper than before, drawing another gasp from her. She raised her gaze to meet Cain’s, catching the exact moment he lost all the patience he had been holding onto.

He flipped her over, thrusting into her faster than before, both of them lost in the sensation of being joined so intimately. But then Violet noticed something different. Cain’s temperature was hotter than usual, something she had initially ignored, but there was no way she could overlook the fact that his hardened member inside her was also getting bigger.

"Ca-Cain!" she gasped, tightening her hold on his shoulders. He didn’t seem to notice, too focused on slamming into her, his breaths against her skin almost as hot as his touch.

"Wa—" she started, but Cain’s attention was entirely on her and the pleasure coursing through him. Thinking she wanted more, he increased the range and power of his strokes, aiming for the spots he knew would make her focus solely on him.

Heavy gasps filled the room as their naked bodies intertwined, sliding against each other. The faint smell of sex lingered in the air. Cain’s hard, muscled back completely covered Violet’s body as she lay beneath him, her gasps growing louder as she continued to push against him. freeweɓnøvel.com

"Ca-Cain!" she gasped again, a hint of panic in her tone as she felt more of him inside her, which only increased the pleasure for both of them. But then Cain’s body suddenly stiffened, emptying himself inside her as he gasped, still not pulling out.

Violet didn’t wait for him to notice. She instantly spoke before he could think of continuing. "Yo-you got bigger!" she pointed out, leaning against the bed to pull herself back, only to gasp as Cain finally pulled out. The pressure inside her was way more than she usually felt, and her eyes widened in shock as she stared at Cain, realizing he had indeed grown larger than before.

"Is-is that normal?" Violet asked, confusion etched on her face, especially since it mirrored the look on Cain’s face as he shook his head.

"It only happens during a rut," he explained, his voice calm but tinged with something she couldn’t quite place. But the words were barely out of his mouth when Violet’s face paled. Cain hurried to continue, "It’s fine! I’ve never been fertile or had a rut before. Moreover, if I had a rut, it would be way bigger than this. I wouldn’t have been able to easily pull out."

Violet listened to him with a completely astonished look on her face, staring at Cain’s calm and unruffled expression. Her gaze shifted down, seeing that he was still clearly willing to continue, his intense gaze fixed on her. She shook her head, answering the question he hadn’t yet asked but definitely would.

"No!" she said firmly, scooting back toward the headboard and preparing to get off the bed. The thought of getting pregnant terrified her, especially since her status had just shifted from slave to lover barely half an hour ago. At that moment, she wished she knew more about werewolves and mates than she ever had before.

"What if it happens again?" she asked, thinking of how Cain had just said it hadn’t happened before, which meant he could get much, much bigger—something she wasn’t sure she could bear.

Violet had just slid off the bed when she felt Cain grab her, pulling her back into his arms. His teeth scraped against her earlobe as he kissed her, his breathing more irregular than she had ever heard it. Still, Violet stubbornly pulled back, trying to get off his lap, only to feel his arms wrap tightly around her waist. In a second, he positioned himself between her legs, pushing into her the next.

"Ca-Cain!" she gasped, but he wrapped his hand around her neck, pulling her back to sit on his lap, her back against his chest as he thrust into her, whispering into her ear.

"I’ll pull out before then," he promised, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down her spine. But Violet’s mind was racing, torn between the pleasure he was giving her and the fear of what could happen if he didn’t keep his word.