“What’s in the white box?”I ask.
“Insurance.”He pulls out a cotton rope, then picks up the box and takes off the lid to show me.
My stomach churns.It’s a syringe.“Roen, you don’t need that?—”
“Shh.It’s not lethal.”He sets the syringe on the table and extends my right arm to make sure I can reach it.“We shouldn’t even need it tonight.But if things get out of hand, that will tranquilize me.”
“We won’t need it,” I assert.More like I won’t use it.
“You’re putting yourself in enough danger as is.I can handle being knocked out for a few hours.”He gives me a stern look as he wraps my fingers around the bedpost.“Don’t let go.”
I try to stay upset, but everything fades under his touch.It’s only our first training session.If I do well enough, then neither of us will have to worry about using that thing.
He stretches my left arm up to the opposite bedpost and ties my wrist with the rope.“Restraints will remind you to submit, but the real challenge is accepting it in your mind.If you need to safe out at any time, just pull this end of the rope and the knot will come undone.”
I nod as he shows me, then he pinches my fingertips to double-check the blood flow.With only one hand tied, the message is clear—I’ll have to choose everything that happens between us.Enduring tonight is more than training.It’s accepting him as my mate a second time, and all of what that means.
I tighten my hand around the bedpost.“What’s next?”
The corner of his mouth tilts in a predatory grin.“Now, I get to have some fun.”
He reaches into the black bag, then the buzz of a vibrator fills the room.I wiggle in anticipation, but it only makes the sore skin on my bottom rub against the sheets.My breath hitches.
This is about to be the longest night of my life.
10
NOVA
It’s beenhours.Maybe even days—a lifetime.
After the light faded from the windows, I lost all track of time.Roen alternates between using the vibrator and teasing me with his mouth, and when I feel like I’m about to pass out from the heat, he turns me over and spanks me again.He’s let me come twice, but each time it makes the waiting more unbearable.
“Please, please, please,” I whisper, a fever burning underneath my skin while the vibrator pulses with intermittent bursts.
“Fuck,” Roen groans and finally—finally—clicks off the infernal thing.I slump on the mattress, but it’s too soon to celebrate because he curls three fingers inside me.I quiver.“Look at you, taking my fingers so well now,” he praises.
I mumble an incoherent reply.I’m desperate to come, but more than anything, I’m desperate for him.
“What do you need, sweet mate?”He scissors his fingers, and my eyes roll back in my skull.“It’s impossible to resist when you beg and whine for me.”
“More.”My voice cracks, but I don’t care.I don’t care if all I get is pain.I’m beginning to crave the sting—a balance to this relentless heat, and a pull so deep that it resonates with the bond.I feel it expanding inside my chest like a living thing.Like a second soul is winding around mine.
“More?What if I do this?”He shifts his hand, pinching my labia between his thumb and pointer finger.He does the same with the other side and stretches my skin until I cry out.Then his head dips and he strokes my clit with his tongue.
“Ah,” I pant.He circles my clit while pulling my labia apart, and I squirm.“Yes…no, I’m going to?—”
“Give it to me,” he growls.My legs spasm on either side of his broad shoulders, and the release hits me so hard that I forget to scream.Sparks shoot through my veins.Roen’s touch washes away the fever for a perfect, blissful moment, and I sigh in relief.
“We aren’t done yet.Look at me.”
I blink and glance down.Bright, incandescent blue eyes meet mine.
I’ve seen his true nature before, but it’s clearer now than ever.He hasn’t just been watching.Not just waiting.Roen is a hunter, whether as a man or wolf—and he’s been chasing me the whole time.
“I’d like to try something.”He leans in to give me a soft kiss and pulls away to search my face.“If you’re up for it tonight.”
My answer is immediate.“Yes.Please.”
