|37|~The Bite Fight ~

Embry POV.

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This is the PG-13 chapter of Chapter 37 The Bite Fight. Oh, how badly I've been dying to write some smut. LOL. If you would like to read the Rated R chapter Please follow me and add The Awakening Series (17+) {Private Chapters} to your library. The chapter is not overrated, but it does get juicy. Enjoy.

A sudden jab of electricity travels up my spine as his fangs tear into my flesh, piercing my skin. I release a scream so loud, I'm 100% positive that I can be heard by people who reside on the other end of this continent. The pain is blinding.

However, Cyrus actions display's that he feels an entirely different way. He moans. The ruthless piece of the shit mate of mine dares to moan. Right now, he is a savage, who's currently devouring my blood. I can feel his pants monster enlarging. What the fuck? He's enjoying this.

How could my pain have him lost in lust? I mean this is a real pain.

Real pain! It feels like he has shot me and then decided to dig his long and claw-like talons into my open wound. It stings terribly. Badly and it burns. My entire body is on fire. The body of cold freezing water that I'm floating in does nothing to soothe my pain, if anything it adds to my suffering, feeling like scorching hot lava boiling my flesh.

I attempt to push him away and my ruthless mate decides to turn it up a notch. He painfully digs his claws into my skin, warning me and preventing me from breaking free. Then, he presses his hardened shaft closer toward my entrance. I can feel his dick bouncing against my ass. In the midst of it all, he is still greedily devouring my blood, gulping down the crimson liquid as if his life depended on it.

I can't think or even blink at this point. All I can do is feel. All I feel is pain, chills, and betrayal.

It's a series of never-ending pain and a choir of unpleasant chills traveling like freezing ice cycles down my spine.

That's it. This time I can't even feel my wolf. I can't hear her cries within me, her howling within me. It's like she doesn't exist and never did.

Her presence has completely disappeared. I feel alone and vulnerable. It feels like my soul is being forcefully snatched from out of my body. The pain is that real but the betrayal.

The pain from the betrayal makes me feel ten times worse. How can he do this to me? He's my mate. How can he hurt me so badly? Cyrus is supposed to protect me. Not slaughter me. How can fate be so cruel? Why is the man who is supposed to love me want me dead?

How could he claim my life force with his fangs? His bite is that real. This is true pain and all I can do is scream to the top of my lungs. My heart is pounding so hard. It feels like the organ is seconds away from falling out of my chest. Again, the pain is that real.

It's adding to my torture. The never-ending stingy pain of torture that I can't seem to grasp or comprehend. I know that he's mad but this is taking it a little too far.

His grip on my soaking-wet hair becomes much harsher as he bites down ten times harder. Right now, my mate isn't himself. His monster has completely taken over, acting like the Grim Reaper here to collect my soul. I can vividly see his dark aura beaming around him. That's all I can see. A pitch-black hole of darkness. If I live through this my wounds will never heal, this pain is just too real.

It's like a part of me is dying. My wolf. The big bad wolf has finally met her end. This is the end of me. My life belongs to him.

Suddenly it clicks. His bite is not to kill it is to claim. He's attempting to forcefully claim my soul without my wolf's or my human side's consent. That's why I can't feel her. This is the ultimate betrayal.

"No," I think to myself. "He can't have me," I start to panic and search for the source of my strength. I try to find my wolf just, so she can fight this.

I refuse to go down without a fight. He can't have me unless I say he can have me and at this point, Cyrus will never, ever have me. Cyrus will not claim my soul. I begin to fight him with everything in me because deep down inside I know that I can beat him. I'm stronger than this. I know I can get through this but apparently fate wants to declare that I can't.

This is the end. I'm losing too much blood and the odds are stacked against me.

His demonic nature is devouring my soul, pulling the light right out of my body. He's forcing my soul into submission and the worst part is if he manages to succeed I'll never be the same. My wolf will be lost forever and I'll turn into a monster. I will be the reflection of him if the claim isn't equal. Cyrus would win. He is winning.

His presence is slowly corrupting my mind, body, and soul. No!!!! My consciousness is screaming don't let him win. "Fight this Embry," I can now hear my wolf.

"Fight him! He can have our body and live in our heart but our mind belongs to us,"

With that little motivation, I continue to fight. I continue to fight him with every ounce of fiber in my soul, even though the temptation is extremely hard to resist.

I can feel every inch of his wickedness inside me. It hurts so bad, to change everything.

I feel my soul slipping. After what feels like an eternity of never-ending pain, I finally give in. I'm not strong enough to fight this. My eyes start to roll to the back of my head as I begin to lose consciousness and my body begins to feel numb. My mind, body, and soul are beginning to give in. I belong to him.

Every several seconds, I blink. I'm desperately trying to keep my eyes open but I can't. My body begins to shake, shaking harder than a leaf on a tree.

Cyrus continues to feast on my blood like it's the holy fucking meal. His dark soul doesn't host an ounce of sympathy for this type of betrayal. He wants what he wants and that's to claim my soul. He wants to own me.

"That's it relax, Embry," his voice echoes inside my head as he gently strokes my hair. "I promise that it will feel better if you relax and let me in, Sunshine," his words are soothing. I know that sounds crazy but just the sound of his voice is soothing to me.

Almost, instantly I begin to relax. His once venomous bite now feels harmless. It feels good. So, so good. Suddenly, my mind, body, and soul are in a state of peaceful oblivion. I suddenly have the urge to give him exactly what he wants... Me.

I now want him to claim and tame me. To take me, I want to give him every ounce of my soul. Cyrus' bite is poisonous, breaking my defenses with each passing second. I know this but it's a catch twenty-two because the cure to my pain is also found within his bite. I don't want to give in but I do. He is poison.

I have never experienced this time of connection. Never. Oh, my Goddess! I'm pathetic. This man is currently taking my life and I'm talking about this bull crap connection. This is not a connection. No, it's bull shit. This shall be a one-sided bond. The ultimate betrayal. Uh, huh! Screw this.

I'm tired of this! I'm tired of being suppressed by my captor, who is supposed to be my mate. I'm tired of being pushed over, shoved around, and trampled on.

I'm Embry Destiny Wilde for crying out loud. A Wilde Wolf. No one and I mean no one can claim me without my permission.

Within the next second, my eyes opened up with a new vision. A more golden tint. My chest is ablaze with a new-found emotion. Rage. That's exactly what I feel... It's a mixing pot of good ole rage stirring around inside my entire body and I can feel a new presence clawing to get free.

My wolf. She's back with me, and she's not happy. She is beyond the point of livid. It's time to show our not-so-sweet mate that two can play the type of games that he likes to play. Let the games begin.

Meanwhile, Cyrus is still hungrily devouring my blood. It doesn't hurt anymore or burn. It feels marvelous. His claim on my soul is invalid. He has lost.

"Let me at him, Let me at him, let me at him," growls my wolf from within.

"Get him," I grant, pushing my more delicate side to the back of my mind.

With that thought, I watch my wolf run our tongue over her sharp teeth and long canines. Then she slowly moves her hands up his side only to catch him by surprise when she forcefully grips a fist full of his soaking wet hair. My not-to-sweet mate fangs are released from out our flesh.

He hisses as he finally catches on but it's too late because before he can react. She flips him over our shoulder by his hair, catches him by his neck, and then sinks her sharpened teeth into his skin.

Payback is a bitch.

Cyrus POV.

"You're mine," I growl, before I grip her silky soaking-wet hair, forcefully pulling her head back and then plunge my fangs into the hollow of her neck.

A sudden jab of electricity zaps within me the very moment my fangs officially sink into her delicate skin. Scarlet red bleeds into my vision. Embry releases a chilling scream but I'm already too far gone to care. I'm in a state of beautiful oblivion. All I can think about is the sweet and intoxicating taste of her blood. I want it all.

I'm lost. My more demonic side has completely taken over. At this moment, there is only one thing that matters to me and that is to devour every single drop of her blood. She is mine.

I release a moan as her sweet-tasting blood continues to drip onto my tongue and rush to the back of my throat. She tastes like candy.

To be exact, her sweet blood tasted like sour apple candy dipped in caramel.

That's it. My beloved tastes like a candy apple. My monster is craving to have every drop of her gloriously sweet candy apple treat. He will never get enough of it. I'll never get enough of this.

She belongs to me. The deeper I sink my fangs into her flesh. The louder she screams and it makes my dick twitch.

In the back of my mind, I know this is wrong. I'm hurting my beloved but I can't help it. I swear I attempt to detach my fangs over a thousand times but I can't. She tastes so got damn good.

Embry attempts to push me away. She's desperately trying to break free. She's trying to leave me, but she can't.

Her attempts are pointless. She isn't going anywhere. I said it once and I'll say it for the rest of eternity if I have to. Embry belongs to me. She's mine to do with what I please.

My beautiful beloved needs to learn her place. With that thought, my monster digs our claws into her porcelain skin, warning her to stay still. Her fight to break free instantly comes to an end. Good.

She is slowly but surely learning her place. Fuck that thought alone makes my dick twitch again. Her will to submit is the key.

I want to feel her pretty lips around my dick, sucking me up and swallowing my seed. After I claim her soul, I shall claim every inch of her body. My dick shall dive in the back of throat. That shall be my second conquest, making my beloved choke.

Just thinking about it adds fuel to my already burning inner flame. It provides me with the drive that I need to officially claim her soul, to tame her. I continue to greedily devour her blood, gulping down the sweet and candy apple liquid like my life depends on it because it does.

My monster desperately needs to stake his claim, taking what belongs to him. He needs reassurance that her pussy belongs to him and me alone.

Every inch of her Goddess given body was meant for me to take it.

She is ours. We absolutely downright refuse to have it any other way.

So, I bite down harder and I can now feel her wolf spirit slipping. I can also feel her pure white soul tainting pitch black but unsurprisingly enough my little wolf is fighting back.

She refuses to be anything less than my equal. I can feel her soul entwining with my own, connecting and tangling with my own.

My monster is trying to make her submit. She refuses!! I can feel her fighting with all her might. Her soul won't accept anything but equality, and she damn sure will not accept my claim without a claim of her own if she wants to fight that so be it.

Fight me little wolf. With that thought, I continue to devour her blood. I'm still lost in a state of beautiful oblivion. My demonic nature is finally cramming down on her soul, pulling the light right out of her body. He's forcing her soul into submission.

She will be the reflection of me. We are winning. I'm winning.

My presence is slowly corrupting her mind, body, and soul or, so I thought. Once again, she begins to fight back. My little sunshine just doesn't know when to give up. I can feel her inner light attempting to take back everything that my inner darkness has taken away from her. She's holding on to her soul with all her might.

This is fucking ridiculous. "Bow down to your king," I spit inside her mind but my words are blocked by her wolf mental barrier. She's a lot stronger than I thought.

In order to claim her, I would need to smoother her soul with every ounce of my wickedness. I didn't want to, but she's giving me no choice. Embry will submit. So, I do it. I bite down harder and release some of my venom into her blood stream and continue to gulp down her blood.

Finally, I can feel her soul slipping. After what feels like an eternity of an inner battle, she is finally given in. My monster watches her eyes start to roll to the back of my her head as she began to lose consciousness. My sunshine mind, body, and soul is beginning to give in. She's beginning to learn her place.

Embry finally understand that she belongs to him.

My grip on her delicate skin loosens as her body begins to shake inside my arms.

Even with that, I continue to feast upon my conquest.

I own her.

I can feel her mental barrier the very moment it begins to break. "That's it relax, Embry," I soothe, while stroking her silky wet hair. I begin to explore her mind. It's beautiful. The pretty little thoughts that roams through her pretty like head amazes me.

Once fully claimed, she will never be able to hide anything for me again.

"I promise that it will feel better if you relax and let me in, Sunshine," I continue on. Were almost done. She's seconds away from being fully claimed.

I finally have her exactly where I want her. I'm seconds away from winning the prize and what a prize she is. Embry is my most valuable possessions.

Her body weight now feels lighter than a feather as she begins to relax. She is begging to enjoy this. I knew it that deep down inside my pretty little beloved wanted to be claim. She wanted me to take what has always belonged to me. With that thought, in mind I continue to take what she has to give. I'm a greedy man. I want all of it, and she is the one who will give me what I want.

God bless my beloved.

Embry wants to be claimed and tamed. She wants me to take her. She just needed a little push and I'm the one who will forcefully to shove her back into a corner. That's why we are meant for one another.

I'm a lucky man. The Gods of each and every species are smiling down on me. It's such a blessing to have a submissive little beloved. If I thought I was lost before in blood-lust before I was wrong. I'm a goner, everything around me ceases to exist.

I have never experienced this time of connection. Never and then suddenly it stops.

In a second she catches me by surprise as she grips onto a fist full of my hair, forcing my fangs to descend out of her delicate skin.

Fuck. That clever little wolf of hers has somehow managed to break free.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck.

I hiss and attempt to regain control but I'm too late.

Quicker than I can blink, my beloved flips me over her shoulder by my hair, catches me by his neck, and then sinks her sharpen teeth down into my skin.

Oh, Fuck! Payback is a bitch. It is a bite fight and my clever little beloved somehow managed to defeat the odds. She won and the spoils of her win can be felt as she hungrily devours and gulps down my blood, taking her fill.

Another, sudden jolt of electricity travels down my skin. But I don't scream. Nope! That's not my cup of tea.

This shit feels so good.

There is just something about a woman who knows when and how to take control. This shit is turning me on.

Then suddenly, I can no longer feel her teeth biting down into my skin or her wolf greedily gulping down my blood. In fact, I don't feel her at all.

My eyes shots open. She's gone. I search around frantically onto to see my beloved now standing on land, with a sneaky smirk plastered all over her angelic lips.

"In your dream sucker," she growls with glowing golden eyes and then takes off.

Oh, Fuck! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My beloved wolf has convinced her to leave me with blue balls. Sake of fucking whine.

"Fuck," I scream, while smacking the water. Embry has officially won this round.

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