Her mind couldn’t hold onto any thought long enough to complete it.
“Again,” Kade growled against her throat, his teeth grazing the mark that was still tender and raw.
“Give me another one, Dakota.
Now.” And her body obeyed despite her mind’s protests, climbing toward that peak with alarming speed, the bond amplifying every sensation until it was almost unbearable.
This release was built differently, sharper, more intense because her body was already oversensitized, already pushed beyond what she’d thought were her limits.
When it hit, Dakota screamed, actually screamed, her voice breaking as pleasure crashed over her with enough force to make her vision go white.
Her body convulsed around him, clenching and releasing in rhythms she had no control over, completely at the mercy of sensation that seemed endless.
Kade held her through it, his hands steady and sure, his body unrelenting as he continued moving through her release, drawing it out until Dakota was sobbing with the intensity, tears streaming down her face from overwhelming sensation rather than grief.
And still he didn’t stop.
“I can’t….” Dakota’s voice was wrecked, barely recognizable.
“Please, Kade, I can’t do this again, I can’t…..” “One more,” Kade said, something almost gentle in his voice despite the dominant way he was handling her.
“One more and then I’ll let you rest.
Give me one more, Dakota.” “I can’t!” The protest came out as a sob, her body trembling so violently she couldn’t have supported her own weight if he wasn’t holding her.
“Please, it’s too much, I can’t take it anymore….” But Kade’s hands were already moving her again, his hips driving up to meet her with precision that suggested he knew exactly where to hit to overwhelm her defenses.
His fingers returned to that sensitive spot, applying pressure that made Dakota’s protests dissolve into incoherent sounds.
Her body was beyond exhausted, beyond what should have been physically possible, but the mate bond was pushing her past normal limitations, demanding complete claiming that left nothing unclaimed, nothing held back, nothing protected.
The third release built more slowly than the previous two, her body fighting it even as it inexorably approached.
Dakota was crying openly now, tears mixing with sweat, her hands clutching at Kade’s shoulders with desperate strength as though he was the only solid thing in a world gone liquid and unstable.
“Please….” The word was barely a whisper, broken and desperate.
“Kade, please, I’m begging you…..” “I know,” Kade murmured against her temple, his voice carrying something that might have been sympathy mixed with ruthless determination.
“I know it’s too much.
But you can take it.
You can take everything I’m giving you.
Let go one more time, Dakota.
For me.” And because the bond compelled obedience, because her body was his to command whether she wanted to admit it or not, because some part of her recognized the necessity of this complete claiming…
Dakota shattered one final time.
This release was different, deeper somehow, more fundamental, like something breaking apart at her very core and reforming into something new.
Her scream caught in her throat, emerging as a broken sob as her body convulsed with intensity that bordered on painful, every muscle seizing as pleasure and pain blurred into sensation too overwhelming to categorize.
Her vision went completely white, then dark, consciousness flickering like a candle in the wind.
The world tilted and spun, sounds becoming distant and muffled, her body going limp in Kade’s arms as her mind simply couldn’t process anymore, couldn’t hold onto awareness in the face of such complete sensory overload.
The last thing Dakota registered before darkness claimed her was the feeling of Kade finally finding his own release, his grip on her hips tightening to the point of pain as he buried himself as deep as possible, his body going rigid as he let go with a growl she felt more than heard through the fog consuming her consciousness.
And then….
nothing.
Blessed, merciful unconsciousness claimed her, her body going completely slack in Kade’s arms, her breathing evening out into the deep, steady rhythm of someone pushed far beyond their limits whose mind had simply shut down to protect itself.
Kade held her carefully as she went limp, his own breathing harsh and uneven as he came down from his release.
He could feel the bond settled completely now, no longer demanding or screaming or pushing for more.