The room went silent and all I could hear was my quickening breath and my rapid heartbeat. I bit my lower lip as I braced myself for what was to come. My fingers kept fidgeting with the bed cover underneath me.

First I felt his warm breath on my skin. He was closing in on the burn on my left thigh as he moved towards it. Next was his tongue, gently licking the reddened skin. I thought that I might feel pain as he did that because of the sensitivity of the skin from the burn but instead I felt small, pleasurable tingles that were slowly erasing any pain that I felt. What drove me crazy though was the speed with which he was going- each lick was slow, sensual, erotic even. He moved over to my other thigh, continuing what was now turning into a torture for me.

As he kept going, my whole body was starting to heat up and the wetness between my thighs was increasing with every lick. I had no doubt that Rafe could feel it too, especially because his movements were becoming more tormenting. And yet I couldn't think about anything else but how I did not want him to stop.

When he moved over to my stomach, I whimpered from the loss of contact with his tongue. My body was buzzing though when I felt his breath on my skin again while he made his way over to the last burnt area. As he ran his breath over the seams of my panties, I felt like I was going to combust from my arousal. An unintended moan escaped my lips and my hips buckled with desire.

I was slowly losing control of my body and I found myself not even wanting to stop it from happening. By the time I felt his tongue on my stomach, my hands found themselves buried in his hair. When he was done with the last scald, I should have been happy that it was finally over but instead I was unwilling to end things there. My whole body and now even my mind were telling me to let go and to give in to the pull that I was feeling towards this man. So I did something that I knew was going to be a mistake- one that I would probably regret later but right now I did not care.

"Do it," my voice ordered in a low sensual tone that I barely recognised as my own as I roughly tugged on his hair, guiding his mouth to where I so desperately wanted it.

He didn't need any explanation on what I was talking about. He knew exactly what I meant as it was the same thing that he wanted. I knew that because I could feel it as if my mind could read his.

Rafe grabbed my waist with his hand as he traced my lower body with the tip of his tongue. He felt like a predator that was slowly making his way to his prey. He moved lower and lower, reaching my wet core that was covered only by the thin cotton material of my panties. He slid a finger underneath them, inspecting my pussy with it. Damn it, I wanted this so badly.

"Riley..." His hoarse voice confirmed that I was not the only one.

A loud growl escaped his lips and I could see that he was struggling to contain himself. I didn't want him to be gentle though- we were not lovers sleeping with each other for the first time. This was not going to be a gentle, romantic affair- just a hard, rough fuck.

"I can take it, Rafe - I'm not going to break. I can play with the big boys." I pushed myself on my elbows enough to lock eyes with him and give him a devilish smirk.

Without any hesitation, he used the finger that had touched me to rip off my panties before he nudged himself closer to my aching core, using his broad shoulders to widen my legs around him. I gasped as two of his fingers plunged into my pussy, while his mouth clamped on my clit. His movements were slow, to begin with, but when he saw that I was matching them with my hips, edging him to go faster, he quickened his pace. He fucked me with his fingers like no man had ever done before- rough, fast and insanely pleasurable. His mouth was meanwhile working wonders on my clit, as he sucked, licked and even nibbled on my sensitive spot. He thrust his fingers with sheer abandonment, then curling them in a come-hither motion that repeatedly brushed over my g-spot, making me quiver with hunger as a fire-like desire built within me. Meanwhile, he varied the pace over my clit with his mouth, going faster at times to get me to the edge of my climax before stopping and starting slowly again. It was driving me wild and I was squirming with pleasure and anticipation underneath him.

The build-up to my orgasm was so intense that when it finally hit me, my whole body shuddered. My breathing was so shallow and uneven by that point that I felt like I had been running, and all of that was just because of Rafe's skilful fingers and mouth. Fuck, how would I feel when he uses his stiff dick then?

As I lay there trying to catch my breath, I felt him run his fingers along my folds one last time before he brought them to his mouth, sucking his juice-covered fingers dry.

"Fuck, Moreau. You taste more delicious than anything I've ever tasted in my life."

I would lie if I said that his statement didn't make my lips curl in a satisfied smile. To make his point clear though, he dropped back down to his knees, sliding his hands underneath my butt to bring my pussy closer to his mouth again. I instinctively placed my legs over his shoulders and wrapped them in a loose headlock. He was insatiable as he licked every drop of my wetness, plunging his tongue in and out of my pussy. If he kept going, I was going to come yet another time.

"Fuck, why did you stop, you bastard?" I cried out as he suddenly moved away from my pussy just as I was about to reach another high. He seemed to enjoy teasing me and I was going to have to make him pay for that.

"I need to find out whether this pussy will be as tight as I imagine when I fuck you." The thought of him buried inside me excited me a little too much for my liking. How could I possibly want this man so badly when we both seemed to agree that we should stay away from each other? It was too late though- tonight I was a goner.

"All I hear are just words and no action, Macalister." I challenged him, pulling his hair as a punishment for stopping earlier.

"Feeling ballsy, are you, Moreau? I am going to fuck you so hard that you might need me to help you heal again," he said as he pulled away and flipped me on the bed, roughly grabbing my hips to pull me towards him.

"Butt high up but keep your arms flat on the bed." His voice dropped lower, laced with dominance and a dark velvet-like tone that wrapped around me in ways I had never felt before.

I did as I was told not because I was being obedient but because I wanted him to fuck me from behind more than anything else. It's like he knew my preferences and my needs without me even having to tell him.

"Good girl. Fuck, Kai is so excited about this that I might explode the moment I ram my cock inside your warm, tight pussy."

"Tick-tock, Rafe, tick-tock." I wiggled my butt in the air and attempted to press it against his hard-on to tempt him to get on with it already. "Hurry the fuck up already or I might have show you how it's done."

Instead, he ran his finger down the length of my spine in a feather-like touch that was so unlike everything about this powerful strong man. It was almost as though he was taking in the feeling of my skin before he reached his destination. My bra strap was harshly snatched from my body. As it fell on the bed two hands reached around and greedily groped at my breasts, twisting and pinching at my nipples, shaping them into hardened peaks.

"Patience is a virtue, Moreau. You don't get to call the shots here- I will fuck you as I please."

I felt a trickle of my arousal drip along my leg. His rigid cock was rubbing against my thighs and my butt cheeks as he was leaning on me. Having his skin on mine felt like two opposite magnets being pulled together and right now I could not imagine our bodies being separated.

"Shit, Moreau- it's like your tits were made to fit in my hands." He squeezed my nipples between his fingers and I moaned out loudly.

I let go of the support that my arms were providing, allowing myself to crash face-first on the bed. My free hands then went straight for my boobs grabbing his hands, squeezing my boobs harshly together. My pussy was aching with the need to be ravished, causing me to desperately rub myself along his erection between my legs.

Out of nowhere, I felt his teeth clamp down on the skin of my shoulder, hard enough to cause me pain- and probably to leave a mark- but not enough to pierce my skin. The pain was exhilarating though, giving me goosebumps as I secretly craved that he would do it again.

He growled at my ear before nipping at my lobe. "Didn't I tell you that I am in charge here?"

My lustful desire was fulfilled though as he proceeded to bite my other shoulder.

I liked calling the shots in bed but I also liked submitting to the right person. It was so hard to find someone who could really take me on though. I didn't want to just give control over to someone- I wanted someone who would earn it, who would prove to be worthy for me to concede. So I had to keep pushing to see if Rafe could give me what I wanted.

"Stop messing and fuck me already, Macalister. That's if you are not worried about underperforming, of course...Maybe I should find someone else who would be up for the challenge." I knew that there was absolutely no chance that he would not perform but I liked taunting him and right now I needed the beast inside him to come out and play.

I wasn't sure if my words had the intended effect as he pushed himself off me. The disappointment hit me harder than I could have expected and I didn't know why. I couldn't stand the guy so why was I lying here hoping that he could be someone that could put up with me and my needs?

Out of a sudden, my arms were harshly pulled from underneath me before my wrists were pinned on my back by Rafe's strong, rough hand. I gasped in surprise.

Smack! Smack! My butt cheeks were now burning after his other hand had landed heavily on each of them.

"You think your smart mouth will always get you on top but it will only bring you trouble, little girl. You will not go looking for any men." He reached for my core, teasing it again with his finger, making me moan and pant as a result. "It's only Aiden or me that have rights to this now."

I tried to wriggle out of his grip but he had me expertly pinned down. I wanted to rebel, to deny his authority, especially after what he had just said, but the reality was that my body was at his mercy by now.

My smart mouth couldn't hold back though. "I'm not yours."

"But you won't be anyone else's either. Certainly no bear Alpha or any other fool who thinks they can have you," was his reply as he clawed my back, causing it to arch in pleasure and pain. He had won this round- I had already given him the control willingly and I was planning to get my pleasure in return. It did not mean that he had won the fight though.

"Shit, I don't think I have any condoms on me...Fuck!"

I laughed at the desperation that I heard in his voice, realising that I still had the power, no matter what he claimed. "Good thing for you that the pack doctor recently put me on the pill then."

A satisfied howl was the only response that I got.

I felt him rub the tip of his cock along my pussy, teasing me once again. He entered me in one fast, rough motion forcing his huge dick balls-deep into me. His fingers dug into my hips so hard that I was sure they'd leave bruises and yet I relished the slight sting that it caused, only adding to heighten the feelings that swirled around my body as he plunged into me repeatedly. I moaned again, biting my lip from the pleasure I felt from having him inside me. In a weird sort of way, we felt connected now.

"Oh goddess, this pussy is perfect. It fucking feels like coming home."

He placed his hands on my waist and pulled me against him as he thrust out of my core. It was raw and carnal- just pure animalistic fucking. I lowered my butt a bit and the angle obviously worked for both of us because he let out a guttural growl from deep in his chest that vibrated against my back as he continued to spear into me driving us both towards orgasm. Grabbing my hair, he wound it around his fist jerking my head backwards before he pulled me up onto my knees until my back was flush against his chest.

With one hand on my hip and the other using my hair as a means to hold me exactly where he wanted me, his pace increased, pounding into me so harshly that I could hear the smacking of our skin as our bodies connected repeatedly.

My whole body erupted in goosebumps as I was on the verge of falling apart and it was the sensation of his hot seed spilling inside me that pushed me over the edge. My pussy was clenching around cock, not wanting to let go, while my body was trembling with pleasure. We both collapsed on the bed, spent and satisfied.

The realisation that I was barely vocal throughout the whole thing took me by surprise because I had the habit- no, the need- to usually tell my partners what I wanted and how. But not with him. It was like our minds were perfectly attuned to each other, sexually at least.

"Told you that I would take care of you, didn't I?" I turned my head around to look at him and I saw him raising one eyebrow at me with satisfaction.

"I've had better," I lied but whatever.

"I meant the burns, Moreau- they are no longer there," he sneered. Oh, that! I had even forgotten how this all started. "But your body tells me otherwise on the other matter."

I got off the bed and opened one of the nearby drawers, looking for a towel.

"I'm going to shower."

"Is that an invitation, mate?"

Ugh, I knew that this was going to be a mistake, although a very, very, very pleasurable one- I don't think that anyone had ever fucked me this hard. I had to pull all my strength together not to give away how my legs were shaking at that moment. I glared at him and then I noticed that he was now laying on his back with his very erected dick in hand again, stroking it as he looked at me challengingly.

"Listen. What happened here- us fucking- nobody finds out about this, understood? This whole mate thing between you and me is not happening."

"Glad we are on the same page, although I have a feeling that you might come back for more."

"In your dreams, Macalister."

"Oh, baby, in my dreams you would probably be on your knees with my dick deep in your throat, begging me to fuck you hard." There was that stupid smirk again.

Stupid, stupid, Riley.

"I swear, Rafe, if you tell anyone about this, especially Aiden, I will cut your dick off. And you don't want to find out just how serious I am about this."

"What, scared of what Aiden might say so you want me to lie to my best friend and for you to lie to your mate? Naughty, naughty, Riley- sounds like you want to be punished again."

I grabbed another towel from the drawer and threw it at him, hoping to hit him. It's not that I was feeling guilty towards Aiden- somehow in my head, I was at peace about what happened, probably because they were supposedly both my mates. But Aiden was willing to give me the time and the choice for me to decide what to do about all this and I ended up fucking this bastard in front of me instead. It was only pure desire with Rafe, right? I mean, we didn't even kiss, whereas the kiss I shared with Aiden made my knees go weak. I did wonder though what it would be like to kiss Rafe as well.

Damn this pull.

"Hello, Earth to Riley. Don't space out like that, princess, especially not after you practically attacked someone. Anyway, relax- I don't plan on telling Aiden anything or he might get the wrong idea and decide that you and are probably embracing being mates. Which is not the case. At all. It was just....."

I scrambled my brain to come up with something. Shit, why was I finding it difficult to label this? "Sex," I exclaimed eventually.

"Yeah, we just fucked."

"Yes, nothing more than that. Pure, raw fucking," I added, although it felt like clarifying this more for myself than for him.

"No feelings."

"No embracing this mates crap."

"Cool. So we are good," he stated.

"Yeap. Plus not like it will ever happen again," I said, crossing my arms.

"Nah. Once was enough. We scratched that itch. Done."

"Alright then, I will shower and you can dress and leave the room in the meantime," I told him.

"Not like I haven't seen you naked, Moreau - or had my cock inside you - but fine. I have a few phone calls to make anyway."

"Good," and with that I went into the bathroom and locked the door behind me, leaning on it to catch my thoughts.

"Oh, and Moreau," I heard him say from the other side of the door, "you might not be ours but I meant what I said- no else can have you either."

Crap, what the hell did I get myself into now?