Enslaved by the Alpha: Part One (Shifters of Nunavut Book 1)

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    As she began to push herself up, he grabbed her hand, causing her to fall onto her back. She didn’t cry out this time, but she did make a disgruntled noise as she glared up at him. However, Erik’s focus was on her hand, which had been cut in the fall. It was a minor wound, but blood trickled from it in a thin line. He sniffed it, and then flicked out his tongue to lick it up.
    He groaned. It was by no means the first time he had tasted human blood, but hers was unique. Along with the usual coppery tang was an underlying sweetness that made his head spin. He placed his mouth over the wound and sucked, taking in another trickle of the potent cocktail. The taste of her only served to further incite the wolf.
    Erik had fully intended on unleashing his wolf and allowing it to claim her, but now, he hesitated. When he’d pushed her to the ground in his moment of impulsivity, he had forgotten how fragile humans were. If he lost control while in his wolf form, he could easily do her serious harm. He wanted to fuck her and he did not particularly care how rough he was, but he also knew that he didn’t want to damage her beyond repair.
    With colossal effort, he resisted the shift. The wolf howled in protest, and Erik worked quickly to distract both man and beast. He knew that once he was inside of her, it wouldn’t matter which form he was in, as his entire being would be focused on release.
    Single-minded in his intent, he grabbed her by the hips and flipped her onto her knees. With brisk efficiency, he pulled off her pants and the thin piece of fabric that covered her rear. He’d been able to smell her arousal before, but without the clothing the scent was unexpectedly strong.
    That was not the only surprise awaiting him. He clutched one of her round, plump cheeks in his hand, marveling at its size. She was a petite female, but by no means small, and he found himself enthralled by her generous curves. He felt the primitive urge to scratch and bite her, anything to put his mark on her smooth skin.
    Fisting his cock, he gave it a quick stroke. A bead of moisture pooled at the tip of its head. Running it along the seam of her sex, he was surprised again to find that her hairs weren’t curly, but straight. Rather than thrusting into her, he paused to rub his swollen flesh against the silken strands.
    Letting out a quivering breath, the human arched into his touch. The movement caused him to sink into her outer folds, to press against her cleft. She was drenched with warm, slick liquid. He was certain that no male had ever made a female so wet with such little effort.
    With one powerful thrust, Erik claimed her. Reactions clashed within him. He was simultaneously awash with euphoria and jarred by shock.
    She was a perfect fit.
    Erik had fucked females twice her size that had not been able to accommodate his entire length. He was accustomed to having as much as half of his cock dry, and it was the main reason he rarely cared to rut in human form. The pleasure of being nestled fully inside of her wet, hot body was amplified by the contrast of the frigid air that swept through the tunnel.
    Over the sound of his thundering heartbeat, he could hear snarling. He thought it was in his head, but soon became aware that the feral noises were coming from him. While his mind had swum, disoriented by pleasure, his body had begun working of its own accord. He had grabbed ahold of her hips, securing her in place so that he could thrust into her at a furious pace.
    Erik was not ignorant to the fact that his initial entrance had hurt her. He’d been only vaguely aware of her scream, but with each thrust he felt her inner walls straining against him. He had stretched her to her limit, skewing the line between pleasure and pain. He felt no guilt, only satisfaction that no other male had ever filled her as he did.
    As her whimpers steadily morphed into moans, Erik could feel his own pleasure heightening. His hands clamped down on her

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