Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 179

Every touch lights her up like a bonfire, flooding her pussy with warmth as her juices start to trickle out of her soaking wet pussy, she almost forgot what this feels like, it's been so long, it's like it's the first time she is experiencing it and with the matebond...... Picture her body as a specimen under the lens of a microscope and the matebond as the microscope itself, it amplifies everything.

She doesn't want this but at the same time, she wants it so bad.

She tries to fight the pleasure coursing through every cell in her body so she can regain control but Tatum doesn't give her the chance as he throws her on the bed, his hard length bulging in his pants as he stares down at her with lustful passion in his red eyes.

She clenches her thighs together, her breath ragged and her heart pounding hard, knowing exactly what he can do to her with that monster cock in his pants and with the effect of the matebond, she knows it will feel ten times better but no, she doesn't want him, he hurt her, her hurt her too much.

Why is he doing this to her?

What right does he have to think he can just take her at will and why won't her wolf cooperate with her?

'Please....give me back control, you don't know what he did to me, he's our mate but he broke me, please....you weren't there,' she pleads with her wolf as Tatum climbs on top of her and she spreads her legs willingly, pulling him down on her.

"My sweet pea," Tatum says breathlessly, pain, regret and passion all lacing his voice as his thumb brushes over her clit from her panties and the pleasure shoots to Leila's brain, sending her into a short spasm.

him more room as Tatum continues to assault her clit, brushing

roll to the back of her head but her wolf relinquishes control and Leila shoves him but he catches her hands and pins it above her head with one hand, rips her panties off

he could take

red and back to grey and he jumps away

to grey, his breathing heavy as he backs away to a corner of the room. "I'm not myself so just leave before I do something

return to

him,

right mind or not when Tatum grabs the coffee table and smashes against the wall

please....I can't fight the haze, the

into the wall, holding one leg of the broken coffee table in his hands, his muscles tense as

not like this, you

going to happen," Leila replies, adjusting herself and

"I know, so just-"

can reach her, he drives the broken table leg into his chest, impaling himself