Mate (Bride, #2)

by Ali Hazelwood

“You’ve been through some shit. And I’m trying hard to seem more…evolved than I actually am.” She stares up at him with so much pity, he knows how miserably he has failed. “I assumed,” he continues, “that you didn’t want me to shred your skin and make you bleed and scar you purely for my own sexual thrill, and—” “Koen. My love.” Her hand comes up to cup his face. She’s clearly holding in laughter. “Could you please shred my skin and make me bleed and leave a scar purely for your own sexual thri—” The force with which he flips Serena onto her belly is not evolved, nor is the way he tugs at the thick hair at the nape of her neck. The thing is, it’s in the way. So is her underwear, which means that he has to tear it off, and—okay, maybe Serena has a point. Koen enters her quickly, maybe too deep and too soon, no time for adjusting, but she can take everything he dishes out. He hears her gasp and regains a smidge of control, trying for slow, unhurried thrusts, somewhat managing. His knot is already pulsating, starting to inflate, pressing against the tight walls of her cunt. She’s warm inside, glowing with heat.