CHAPTER 226: BETA

[ Blackmoon Colony - Training grounds]

Dax’s skin burnt as his face turned red...as he half carried, half dragged Vera away from the training grounds.

Her heels clicked against the stone floor of the barracks corridor, but the sound was lost under the rush of their breath.

By the time they reached the line of training lockers, Dax didn’t bother with restraint anymore...He spun her around, slamming her back against one of the cold metals with a loud clang.

Vera gasped, her head thrown back, eyes glittering like fire. "Dax?!"

Her words broke off as his mouth crashed against hers. It wasn’t a kiss. It was a storm.

His teeth caught her lip, his tongue demanded, and his hand fisted in her hair, yanking her head just enough to deepen the assault.Vera moaned into his mouth, clawing at his bare chest, nails dragging down the slick lines of his muscle. "You stink of sweat you know," she hissed against his lips, breathless, so hungry.

Dax chuckled darkly, his lips grazing along her jaw, biting just under her ear. "You love it. Don’t lie to me,little fox."

Her laugh was sharp, throaty, cut off when his hand slid down, gripping her thigh and hitching it up against his hip. The locker behind her groaned under the force.

He spun Vera, pinning her against the rough, cold metal of a locker with the full weight of his body. The impact was jarring, a hollow boom that resonated through the quiet room.

There was no preamble, no soft words.It was another violent, claiming press of lips and teeth and tongue, a direct continuation of the raw energy thrumming through him from the field.

Vera met him with equal ferocity, her hands flying to his hair, tangling in the sweat damp strands, pulling him closer.

He tore his mouth from hers, both of them gasping for air that did nothing to cool the heat between them. His lips trailed down her jaw, along the column of her throat, biting and sucking at the salt damp skin.

"You come to me like this...my love...how am I supposed to resist?!" Her head fell back against the locker with a thud, granting him better access. Her fingers clawed at his shoulders, his back, raking over the hard muscles. "I saw you playing with your food. All that strength, that dominance... wasted on broken dogs."

He chuckled...dark...low...as he yanked at the fastenings of her leather vest. "Needed to blow off steam,darling."

The leather gave way under his impatient hands. He shoved the garment from her shoulders, his eyes burning as they took in the sight of her revealed to him. His calloused palms scraped over the soft skin of her arms.

"You now have better ways to spend your energy, Beta," she purred, her own hands going to the waist of his training trousers, frantically working at the ties. "Show me what good use you are going to make of this opportunity." Vera hissed.

" Alright,then!", his voice dropped to a guttural whisper. He captured her mouth again, his kiss even more desperate than before. His hands found the hem of her thin undershirt and he ripped it upward, not bothering with buttons or laces.

" Fuck! Dax!!! "

The fabric tore with a satisfying shredding sound, baring her torso to the cool air and his scorching gaze.

" You are fucking killing me," she panted, grinding against him, her fingers pulling at the ties of his training pants. "You are insatiable!"

He bit at her throat, dragging his teeth over her pulse. "Say it," he growled. "Say you want it. Say you want me."

Her head thudded softly against the metal as she let out a low, teasing moan. "I want you to take me right here."His mouth descended immediately, biting hard at the exposed skin, sucking until her breath caught.

" Ahhh! Fuck... fuck... " Vera moaned aloud!

"Louder," Dax demanded against her collarbone, his voice rough. "Let every fucking soul out there know whose name you scream."

Her nails raked down his back, hard enough to leave red trails. "Dax..." she gasped!

His hand shoved under her skirt, gripping firm handfuls of her thigh, kneading it with bruising force. "That’s it," he rasped. "Give it to me. Give me the fight, the fire. I don’t want a lady...I want my little fox clawing, tearing, begging."

Vera’s laugh broke, melting into another moan as he pressed her harder into the locker. "You are going to tear me apart before we even reach your bed."

His grin was feral, his forehead pressed against hers as their breaths tangled hot between them. "Bed’s too far," he muttered. "You think I am waiting that long?"

"What would your men say if they saw you like this?"

Dax’s laugh was dark, dangerous. He gripped her jaw again, forcing her to look at him. "They would say their Beta takes what he wants!"

The locker door behind her dented with the force of his body slamming hers, metal squealing under their desperation.

Vera gasped between kisses, breath hitching as he dry humped her. "Don’t stop."

Dax’s voice was a low snarl, rough with hunger. "Oh, I won’t. Not until you can’t walk out of here without shaking...I haven’t yet started, darling!"

His mouth left a hot, wet trail down her neck to her collarbone. "I was just waiting. For this." He bit down on the swell of her breast above her bindings, and she cried out loud.

Her fingers worked frantically at the ties of his trousers, pushing them down over his hips just enough. His own hands were everywhere...cupping her, squeezing, mapping her body with a rough familiarity that spoke of countless previous encounters, yet each one felt as frantic and new as the first... because he did wait too long... held back too much!

He shoved his own pants down further, kicking them aside, and then his hands were on the waistband of hers, yanking them down her thighs.

The friction of the rough fabric against her skin was exquisite. He lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles at the small of his back. "You are mine," he breathed into her mouth, his hips grinding against her center...the layers of remaining clothing...just underwear now...was a tantalizing barrier.

"Every snarl, every drop of sweat out there... it was all for you. You know that, don’t you?"She rocked against him, drawing a deep groan from his chest. "Stop talking and prove it, Dax.Get to work,Beta."