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  “Expectations, hmm?” He stepped closer and to my horror, began to unzip his pants. I had been sure he wouldn't take the bait. That I could call his bluff by offering myself when I was clearly unwilling. But now his pants were parting, showing black silk boxers beneath the charcoal fabric.

  “Y—yes,” I almost whispered.

  “Well, if he expects to be the first cock in your tight little pussy he may be disappointed. Don't you think?” Richard asked.

  “Richard…I…” I started to scramble up, but he held me down effortlessly with one hand while he continued to shed the rest of his clothes with the other.

  “But you know, I think you have some unrealistic expectations yourself, Rachel,” he continued, caressing my belly with one warm, horribly strong hand. “And some wrong ideas in your pretty little head.”

  “What…what are you talking about?” I gasped. He was naked now and stroking his long, thick shaft with one hand while he continued to hold me down with the other.

  “Well, first of all, being on the pill might protect you from a human man, but we're not strictly human,” he told me. “And then you seem to have the idea that if I just put the head of my cock in you and fill you with my essence—my cum—it will seal our bond, break the curse, and absolve you of any further difficulties with your troublesome older brother.”

  “I thought that was what you said. What you kept telling me.” I stopped struggling and looked up at him. I tried not to see the long, thick shaft of flesh with its broad, mushroom-shaped head rising from between his muscular thighs.

  “Nothing could be further from the truth,” he growled softly. “Because I don't just need to bond with you, don't just need to fuck you, I need to breed you, Rachel. Especially the first time.”

  “I don't…don't understand,” I stammered. “Breed? What does that even mean?”

  He let me sit up. “Look closely,” he commanded, directing my eyes exactly where I had been trying not to look—at his naked, hard cock. “Look at the base of my shaft; what do you see?”

  I bit my lip and willed my body not to respond as his musky, intensely male scent filled my nose. Still, my nipples tightened and my sex got even wetter as I watched his large, capable hand caress the thick shaft of flesh.

  Being a virgin I was no expert on penises, but that didn't mean I'd never seen one before. I knew what they were supposed to look like. I had felt Richard's before, the last time he had almost taken me, but I had never gotten a good look at it. Now I did and it appeared completely normal—well, other than being bigger than any other male member I'd ever seen—except for a definite thickening around its base. Yes, I decided as I stared at it more closely, almost mesmerized, the root of his cock was definitely much wider and broader than any other I had ever seen in my limited experience. But was that normal? Or some strange Amon-kai trait?

  “What am I supposed to be seeing?” I asked nervously.

  “My knot.” He stroked it again and it seemed to swell. I was fascinated and frightened at the same time—unable to look away. “It's much more pronounced when I'm in my, ah, my other form,” he said. “But I hope you'll never have to see that. Never have to go through that.”

  I had a sudden, vivid mental image of a huge black wolf, the wolf I always saw in my dreams, with Richard's pale green eyes. I shivered.

  “What…why are you showing it to me?” I asked.

  “To explain what's going to happen—what has to happen the first time I fuck you,” he said. “Here.” He took my hand and tried to lead it to his shaft.

  “No!” I pulled back quickly, as though stung by the touch of his heated flesh, but Richard was relentless.

  “I can show you this using your hand or I can let you feel it in your pussy, Rachel,” he growled. “Make your choice.”

  Reluctantly, I gave him my hand and stifled a gasp as he wrapped my small fingers around his thick, arrogant cock. He was molten steel and rose petals against my palm—hard and hot and soft all at once—and his musk was still strong in my nostrils, making it hard to think.

  “Now.” Richard's voice was hoarse, as though he could barely talk with my hand wrapped around him. “The first time I enter you…really enter you, I'll need to press deep, to be sure I get all the way in.” He demonstrated by sliding my hand down the length of his shaft to the base, just where the mysterious swelling began.

  “Why?” I whispered, completely beyond protesting that what he said would never happen.

  “To get this in you.” He stroked the swelling at the root of his cock. “To get my knot deep into your sweet, wet, pussy, Rachel.” He demonstrated further, sliding my fingers down until they encircled the area in question. Or rather, tried to encircle. The knot, as he called it, was so wide and thick, there was no possible way for me to get my hand all the way around the base of his cock. I thought of how much larger my hand was than the tender area between my legs.

  “There's no way,” I told him. “Even if I wasn't a virgin, even if I let you, there's no way you could possibly force that thing into me. I'm too small.”

  “Don't worry, my Lana-zeel, your body will open to accept me.” He stroked my cheek gently with the back of his hand, and I shivered. “And it won't really expand until I'm all the way inside you, until my cock is buried to the root in your tight pussy. It's like a key that fits a lock exactly.”

  “But…but what then?” I realized I was touching him on my own now, that he was no longer forcing my hand, and yet I couldn't stop.

  “Then I'll breed you,” he said simply. “You see, I can put my cock inside you, stroke in and out a little and come, just like any other man could. But that's the easy way—the human way. That's not the way we of the Amon-kai fuck. Not the way we breed.”

  “How do we, I mean they, fuck?” I asked breathlessly.

  “It takes much longer for us. Once we're joined, we'll be together for hours,” he promised me darkly.

  “Hours?” For some reason my mind flashed back to something I'd seen once as a small child. I'd gone to the zoo on a field trip and somehow I'd gotten lost from my classmates and wound up near the wolf habitat. It must have been mating season, or maybe the female wolf was simply in heat, I didn't know. All I remembered was watching the male mount her over and over, thrusting rhythmically into her from behind as he bit her neck. Finally, my teacher found me and dragged me away, horrified at the spectacle I'd been subjected to. But what I remembered most of the whole experience was the way the female wolf had been held in place, and not just by the male's fangs buried in her scruff. I remembered thinking that he was locked to her, locked inside her somehow, that he would never let her go until he finished, although I had no idea what exactly finishing could mean in such a situation.

  Was that what Richard was proposing for me? For us? That we would be locked together with his cock buried deep inside me as he fucked me over and over and over again? God, what a nightmare! But the wet heat between my thighs made a liar out of me. His words weren't repulsing me—they were turning me on, turning on the Amon-kai part of me I tried so hard to keep buried, even though I knew it was wrong.

  “Hours? Really?” I repeated, feeling my face grow hot as I continued to stroke his shaft.

  Richard nodded. “My cock will be lodged deep in your pussy, and when my knot enters you, my body will begin to make a special kind of cum—essence is what we call it.” He stroked my cheek again. “I'll fill you with it, Rachel. And your body will open to me and drink it in, like a flower drinks in the rain. I'll unlock the secret part of you—the Amon-kai part. And then our bond will be sealed. But that's not going to happen tonight.”

  “It's not?” I looked up at him, blinking, trying to shake the daze of lust. I had somehow fallen into. “Oh, right. It's not,” I said, more firmly, forcing myself to take my hand from his shaft and sit back on the bed, away from him.

  “No, because I won't breed you against your will.” Richard's voice was harsh now. Taking me by the shoulders, he pushed me down on t
he bed.

  “What…what are you doing?” I struggled against him, but it was useless. He was too strong.

  Richard held me down easily, his green eyes burning. “Just because I won't breed you tonight doesn't mean I won't take what you offered.” He got on his knees in front of me and spread my legs, his shaft jutting dangerously from between his thighs. “I won't take your virginity completely, Rachel. But I'm going to put my cock in you and I am going to come in you.”

  “What? Why?” I demanded, fighting a losing battle to close my thighs. “What possible good can it do you if you don't…don't do everything you said? If you don't, uh, breed me?”

  He gave me a hard, humorless smile. “Just being this close to you and breathing in your scent will cause my body to make some essence. Not as much as if I was all the way inside you with my knot lodged in your cunt, but enough to make you understand what you're missing. Now hold still, Rachel; I wouldn't want to slip and go too far.”

  “Please, Richard,” I moaned softly. “Please don't do this.” I thought of how he'd said the pill wouldn't protect me from him, from his cum. But he seemed to read my mind.

  “Don't worry, Rachel,” he said softly, stroking my cheek again. “You're safe enough as long as I don't breed you. And I won't—not tonight.”

  Part of me wanted to struggle and fight, but I knew there was no use. He was too strong, too big. There was nothing I could do but spread my thighs even wider and let him slide his cock inside me, praying he didn't go too far and take my virginity completely.

  I closed my eyes tightly as I felt his broad, mushroom-shaped head part the swollen lips of my pussy and begin to enter my warm, wet entrance. God, I couldn't believe I was letting him do this. Couldn't believe I was actually lying still and letting him push his thick shaft into my sex while I did nothing.

  “No.” Richard's voice was like a whip crack, forcing me to open my eyes. “No, Rachel,” he said sternly, his green eyes still burning. “I want you to watch this. Want you to watch me fill you up and come in you. It won't be nearly as much as either one of us needs, but I want you to see it anyway.”

  Helpless to disobey him, I lifted my head and watched obediently as another inch of his broad shaft slid into my tight entrance. And then another and another. He was almost halfway buried inside me now, but the thickest part of him, the root, or knot, or whatever you wanted to call it, was still safely outside. Suddenly I could feel him against my virgin barrier, pressing lightly, threatening to break through.

  “Richard!” I gasped, digging my fingers into his muscular forearms. “Richard, no!”

  “Shhh,” he said softly. “Gently, Rachel. I promised not to take your virginity, and I won't. But you'll have to endure me inside you a little while longer until I come.”

  “Why…why don't you go ahead and come then?” I gasped, tightening my inner muscles involuntarily around the thick shaft that invaded my pussy.

  He hissed and I felt every muscle in his big body tense, as though he held himself back by sheer force of will. “I will, baby,” he promised me, drawing back ever so slightly and surging into me again, right up to the barrier. “I will come inside you, but I need to fuck you first.”

  “God, Richard…” I moaned, letting my head fall back in mounting frustration. I couldn't tell if I was horrified to have him buried halfway inside me like this or upset because I couldn't have him all the way in me. I was so confused. But Richard wasn't.

  “Quiet now, Rache,” he murmured as I whimpered softly beneath him. “Lie still like a good girl and let me fuck you.”

  “Please…oh, God,” I moaned as he pulled back again and pressed into me again. I could feel myself stretching to accommodate his invading shaft, but I knew what I felt was nothing compared to what it would have been like if I had his knot lodged inside me. But that wasn't going to happen tonight, was it? Please, God, no…it couldn't happen tonight. I couldn't let it.

  “That's right, baby…good girl,” Richard said softly, pulling me away from my half-delirious, guilty thoughts. He stroked into me in a slow, steady, maddening rhythm now, and his warm hands had found my breasts. Slowly, in time to his fucking, he twisted my ripe, aching nipples, causing a low grade current of pleasurable pain to arc between the sensitive tips of my breasts and my open sex.

  “Oh…oh…” I couldn't make myself stop moaning. I could feel the hunger in my body, the need to let him in completely, and I fought it with all my strength. Still, I knew that if Richard had decided he wanted to take me all the way, to breed me as he has put it, I wouldn't even have put up a token resistance at this point. No, I would have welcomed him, would have drawn him into me, even though I knew with every fiber of my being it was wrong.

  “That feels good, doesn't it?” Richard smiled down at me, his large hands still playing over my naked, helpless body. “But I know what can make you feel even better.” One warm hand trailed down my trembling stomach, and then I felt the broad pad of his thumb settle between my pussy lips and rub lightly over my throbbing clit.

  “Richard!” I bolted upright at the shock of pleasure it caused. Richard caught my wrists and pushed me back down on the bed.

  “Careful, Rachel,” he warned me, his deep voice hoarse. “I almost went too far that time. Remember, no sudden moves if you want to keep your virginity intact.” He nudged the barrier inside me again with the head of his cock, as if to remind me of the seriousness of our situation.

  “Please, Richard! God, please, I'm going insane!” I breathed, wondering how the hell he could keep so calm while he thrust into me. “Please, can't you just end it? Can't you just come in me?”

  “I'm very close now, baby,” he whispered, stroking my cheek. “Very close to filling you up. But I need you to come with me.”

  “Why…why do I have to come?” I demanded, panting.

  “Your orgasm will carry my essence deeper into your body. Deeper into your cunt.” Richard's hands moved again, trailing down my shivering belly until he reached the place where he pierced my open pussy. This time I didn't jump when he slid his thumb gently over my clit. I just moaned and tried to open myself wider. There was no way I was getting out of this until I did exactly as he wanted—there was no way around it; I would have to go through it. So I needed to relax and let him make me come.

  Easier said than done. I had never felt so tense in my entire life, and the slowly building spiral of pleasure tightening in my belly didn't help either. God, when I came I was going to come so hard. I just knew it. Richard seemed to know it, too.

  His thumb stroked across my swollen clit in time to his cock moving in my body, and all the while his green eyes—Amon-kai eyes—burned into me as though he wanted to unlock the secrets of my soul while he fucked me.

  “Come for me, Rachel,” he whispered. “Let me feel you come.”

  His words seemed to trigger something inside me. The slow swell of need and desire ended abruptly as the orgasm rushed over me like hot lava. As the convulsions of pleasure shook me, I had a thought that he could have made my body come much faster if he'd wanted to, but for some reason he had wanted to draw this torture out.

  “Richard! Richard!” I came sobbing his name, clawing at his forearms and looking into his eyes, my soul naked before his.

  “Rachel,” he whispered. “I love you.” He pressed into me, and I felt him hard against my virgin barrier once more. Then with a hot rush, he filled me with his cum.

  I had never felt anything like it and I suspected there was nothing like it in the human world. The flood of heat that filled me seemed to reach deep inside my body, looking for an entrance to my soul. I felt myself coming again, crying out as the contractions of my orgasm pulled his essence even deeper into me. I had a fierce, burning desire to have him in me, all of him. To have his cock buried to its thick root in my cunt and feel his knot swelling inside me, locking us together for however long it took to seal the bond. It was an animal urge. An Amon-kai urge. And suddenly it was too strong to deny.
r />   I surged upwards again, trying to force him into my body, trying to make him take me all the way. All thoughts of Charles and our upcoming wedding, or of my childhood and being raised as Richard's little sister disappeared. At that moment I didn't see him as my brother, or even as a man. He was simply the other half of my soul, my mate, and I needed him desperately.

  “No!” Richard held me back. “No, I promised not to breed you tonight, Rachel. I won't do that until you come to me of your own accord. Until you offer yourself to me.”

  With one swift move, he drew out of me and knelt panting on the bed beside me. His sudden withdrawal left me feeling dazed and helpless and damn near tears. But that was crazy, wasn't it? There was no way I could want him, not now, not knowing what he was. A killer. A monster. And still, on a very deep psychological level, my brother. But still I ached for him, ached for promises unfulfilled.

  “Richard…” I said, and stopped, not sure how to finish. I could feel his heated essence leaking from between my thighs. I looked down at myself and saw how it filled my pussy to overflowing. It was creamy and pearly white in contrast to the deep pink of my inner cunt lips and almost seemed to shimmer in the dim light of my bedroom.

  “Look at the mess I made.” Richard's deep voice was hoarse and anguished, and I knew he wasn't just talking about the soft vee of my sex, now filled with his essence. Swiftly he knelt between my legs and I felt him cleaning me with long, strong strokes of his hot tongue.

  “Richard—oh!” I cried out as his tongue parted my pussy lips and pressed deep inside me, ruthlessly cleansing me of the evidence of his need. I wanted to bury my hands in his dark hair and hold him in place as I had before when he offered to kiss me between my legs, but it was over too quickly for that. Before I could say anything else, Richard had finished the tongue bath and stood up beside the bed.

  I watched numbly as he pulled on his boxers and pants, not certain what to say. Finally I managed to ask, “What…where are you going?”