Fate Stained - Part Two
Chapter 2 - The Clean Up

The water turned black at Jayce’s feet as the dirt and grime washed from my body, spiralling around the base of the shower until it disappeared down the drain.

Jayce tugged my head back gently and I closed my eyes, allowing the water to flow freely over my face. It felt amazing, like it was washing away more than just the scum of Hell, like it was washing away the tension between Jayce and I as I clung to his muscular body.

I wiggled my hips in an attempt to reposition myself around Jayce’s waist but he grunted and lowered me to the ground.

“Take off your clothes”

Jayce’s words made me flinch. They were sharp and authoritative, a side of him I hadn’t seen in a while - at least not when it came to me. He didn’t even look at me, just kicked off his boots and began unfastening his belt.

I made quick work of my top, pulling the sodden material off my body and dropping it to the ground. Then I hastily kicked off my own boots and unbuttoned my ripped jeans. The wet denim stuck to my skin and I cursed under my breath as I tried to yank them down over my hips.

Suddenly Jayce’s large hands were on me. He grabbed the sides of my jeans and tugged them down with one strong movement. I heard the material rip and he stopped pulling when the waistband was sitting just above my knees.

Looking up, I noticed that Jayce still had his T-Shirt and jeans on. His belt was unbuckled though and I bit my lip at the sight of the dusting of dark hair visible through his open fly. The man was magnificent, clothed or not. He was a God in his own right, an Adonis.

My hungry eyes raked up Jayce’s dripping body but before they could settle on his face, he grabbed me, pushing me back against the wall of the shower. I groaned wildly as his lips found the base of my neck, just above my clavicle and his hand fisted my breast impatiently.

“I want you Jayce” I moaned, pressing my chest into his hand.

Jayce growled and I felt his teeth graze the skin on the side of my neck, where our mating mark throbbed. The action, as simple as it was, stirred something deep and primal inside me. I cried out, my core melting, and I tried to thrust my hips forward, desperate to feel Jayce’s firmness pressing against me.

But Jayce held me still, his mouth still on my neck. This time, instead of his teeth just grazing the skin, they sunk into the sensitive flesh at the same time as he rolled my erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“FUCK!” I cried out.

I threw my head back. It was as though our mating mark had a direct line to my pussy, making it clench and pulsate at the way Jayce’s tongue and teeth devoured the skin. My legs buckled and I grabbed on to Jayce’s broad shoulders to steady myself.

“Jayce. I need you”

My words were desperate and I didn’t care how needy I sounded. Right now, in this moment, I would do anything for this man, anything to feel him inside me.

Jayce lifted his mouth from my neck and grabbed my waist, forcefully turning me around so my back pressed up against his. I groaned as one of his hands grabbed the back of my head and the other snaked around in front of me, pushing my hips back so my arse presented itself to him.

A warmth filled my lower abdomen and my core clenched at the anticipation of what was about to come.

“Is this what you want?” Jayce breathed in my ear, his monstrous body folding over mine as he positioned himself behind me.

I couldn’t even form the words to answer, my brain not allowing me to open my mouth, so I just nodded.

Jayce used one of his feet to kick out my legs, widening them as much as my half discarded jeans would allow. He tilted me forward more and I felt the wet material of his clothes pressing against my naked backside.

Something about this whole scenario left me feeling incredibly raw and exposed. Jayce was still dressed, his clothing loosened only enough to allow him to flop out his swollen and erect cock and rub the tip teasingly against my slick opening.

“Is this what you want?” He groaned again, his voice thick and strained.

I let out a long and sensual moan, pressing myself back against his swollen tip. As if that wasn’t answer enough, Jayce pulled back slightly and tapped his heavy girth against my swollen lips. I cried out again. I was scared that if I didn’t feel him inside me soon that my body would explode. I needed my release and I needed Jayce to be the one to give it to me. I didn’t know what it was but I had a feeling if he didn’t willingly give it to me, that I would take it from him regardless.

“Jayce” I growled, my hand slamming down on the wall of the shower, “for the love of goddess, if you don’t fuck me right now then I will order you to!”

With that, Jayce let out a guttural roar and slammed his cock into my opening. I screamed out as he tore me open, stretching me completely. I’d almost forgotten how thick he was, how he left no place of my core untouched or left wanting.

“So. fucking. tight” Jayce grunted in my ear.

He squeezed the last of himself inside me until his hips were flush with my backside. The weight of his body folded over mine tested my leg strength, but I refused to buckle.

Jayce stilled; maybe giving me a chance to get used to his size, but I didn’t want to adjust, I wanted to feel him lose control and fuck me like a man possessed.

I clenched my walls around him, causing Jayce to growl. His large palm slapped my arse, not enough to hurt but enough to warn me. I didn’t care. I clenched again and rotated my hips, grinding myself against his dick.

“Fuuuck!” Jayce slapped my backside again, but this time harder, then his fingers bit into the flesh as he held me in place.

Now it was me who growled. I wanted to cry. I needed desperately, so desperately, to feel him moving inside me, to feel him striving for his release as much as I was. I knew he wanted it, I knew he wanted me. I could feel the electrical currents of our bond pulsating through every inch of our bodies. I could feel the way he responded to me, the way he wouldn’t respond to anyone else.

“Jayce” I exhaled, tears burning my eyes as I bit back a frustrated scream, “I order you to fuck me. No holding back. Fuck me hard until I scream your name!”

Jayce punched the wall of the shower, so hard he caused four of the tiles to crack under his fist. But I didn’t care. I bit down on my bottom lip as he drew his entire length out of me, only the thrust back in, hard and fast. I screamed out at the erotic and titillating mix of pleasure and pain, bending at the hips more to give him ultimate access.

Then he thrust into me again and again, harder each time as he grunted and swore with every movement. The wet slapping sound of Jayce’s balls against my lips filled the shower, water pelting down over our jerking bodies as my mate tore through me, not holding back in the slightest. I couldn’t breath, my heart in my throat. My feet slipped on the shower floor but Jayce’s powerful arm snaking around my waist ensured I didn’t fall. He was brutal and caring all at the same time; fucking me like I commanded him to but still making sure I didn’t suffer any unjust pain.

“Fuck Jayce! I’m going to cum!”

Another hard thrust and my pussy clenched tightly, spasming around Jayce’s rock hard shaft as I reached my climax. I screamed out, Jayce’s name tearing from my mouth whilst he pumped into me, allowing me to ride out every last bit of my mind numbing orgasm.

“Fuck. Aghh!” Jayce grunted and I felt his length pull out of me before he swore again and released ropes of hot seed all over my back, only to be quickly washed away by the water that still pelted over us.

My knees quivered as I fought to catch my breath and I had to steady myself against the shower wall as Jayce’s arm left my body. I managed to wearily turn around just in time to see Jayce stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel to wrap around his waist.

“Clean yourself up” he snapped, “The pack is waiting”

And he was gone. Not so much as a look back over his shoulder, the bathroom door slamming shut behind him. I stood there in the shower, jeans around my knees, bracing myself against the wall.

What the fuck was that?

I knew exactly what that was. I’d royally pissed off my Alpha.