“Down on your knees, Little Kitten,” I growl, pushing my weight on her shoulders.
She tries to fight me, eyes flashing with that defiance. But I’m stronger than she is – at least, my body is – and soon she has no choice but to bend her knees and kneel before me. I peer down into her emerald-green eyes, big and wide, as they stare up at me.
“Beautiful,” I murmur, and then I’m pushing at her again, forcing her to bend over until her hands hit the tiled floor.
“Yes,” I say. “Just like that. Just like that for your alpha. For your mate. Now, part your legs a little for me, Kitten. Show me that dripping wet hole of yours.”
The Little Kitten does something I don’t expect, she growls right back at me, and I can’t help chuckling as I yank my T-shirt off and drop my pants. Then I’m coming to kneel behind her, forcing her legs apart with a nudge of my knees. I massage her fat ass, sweeping my thumb through her folds until it’s covered in her arousal, fisting my cock with my other hand as I do. It would be so easy to get myself off like this – just the sight of her,all open and ready for me in just the way I want is enough. I could come all over her back and her ass, smear it into her skin so that she smells just like me, just like my wolf.
But my cock is impatient. He’s impatient for her. He’s aching for her, throbbing in my hand just thinking about her. I lean over her body, caging her with my frame, nipping at her shoulder.
“You know how hard it was for me to know he sunk his teeth into you, Little Kitten?” I growl right by her ear, taking a fistful of her hair and wrapping it around my knuckles. “Do you know how much my wolf craves to bite you too? To claim you.”
I yank back her head, elongating her throat.
“Is that a thing?” she says.
I chuckle. “Fuck, Little Kitten. You have no idea. I am the alpha of this pack, and all I want to do is claim my little mate, to sink my teeth into her shoulder and ensure everyone knows that she’s mine.”
I swim my tongue around that bit of her throat I love the most, where her scent is most intense. So clearly her. I scrape my teeth down it.
“You’re gonna scream for me, Little Kitten. You’re going to scream so they all hear you.”
Then I’m folding back up onto my knees, and with one hand on her hip and the other still caught in her hair, I thrust my cock into her weeping hole, groaning as I feel her welcome me inside, her walls gripping me securely. She’s so warm, so tight, and so deliciously wet.
“Fuuuck,” I groan.
She makes one of those cute little mewling noises.
“Yeah, like that, Little Kitten,” I say. “Only louder. I want the whole fucking household to hear you. I want them to hear you scream my name.”
I slide out of her. My wolf wants to savor this. He doesn’t want me going too hard, too fast. He wants to make it last. Iwatch, transfixed – the sight of my cock running in and out of her slowly, slowly. She whimpers, wriggling her ass, clearly wanting more friction, more pressure, and more force.
“What do you want, Little Kitten?” I say to her. “Tell me. What do you want? Do you want to be fucked by my wolf?”
“Dray!” she calls out, followed by several little squeaks.
I yank on her hair, to get her attention, to ensure she’s listening to my voice. “I said, Little Kitten, tell me what you want. Use your words.”
“Dray,” she mutters, “I want... I want to be fucked. Please fuck me. Please fuck me real hard.”
And how can I refuse the woman – like I said, wrapped around her finger in every possible way. I may be the alpha. I may be the dominant. I may be bigger and stronger and more powerful than she is, but I am completely under her control, completely obedient; like a good little wolf should be.
And so, with my fingers sinking into her soft flesh and my other hand yanking the hair at her scalp, I drive into her – a steady, hard rhythm that has her panting and gasping for breath.
“Come on, Little Kitten,” I say. “I want you to come. I want you to come all over my cock. I want to hear you scream.”
The Little Kitten has always liked my dirty mouth, and she likes it most when I’m fucking her – fucking her like this – and so it doesn’t take long at all until she’s writhing on the end of my cock, screaming out my name, her body tightening and then going floppy and weak so that I have to grip even harder at her hip to keep her in place. Because I’m not done yet. I’m not done with her.
I fuck her right through her orgasm, making her squeal and squirm. And then, when she’s begging me because she can’t take anymore, because it feels that good, I come. I sink into her pussy, and fill her with my seed, ensuring that she’s going to smell like me deep in her pussy.
“Fuck,” I mutter again, folding back over her a second time.
We’re both covered in a fine layer of moisture. Sweaty, messy, sedated. I chuckle, nibbling at her neck again. She’s all dreamy and sleepy after that orgasm, and we collapse together onto the tiled floor. I wrap her in my arms, kissing up her neck, along her jaw, and towards her lips.
I’m just about to tell her how much I freaking love her when the bathroom door slams open, and I realize I’ve been a fucking fool – a fucking fool to trust at all.
Chapter Fifty-Four
