She was waltzing up the stairs in front of him, as if she could make him forget his annoyance because her bottom was in front of him doing that female saunter, that tantalizing switch of hip from side to side.
As if.
He held it in until they’d reached the room and he’d stripped off in front of her, walked into the shower and switched it on. Warm water, which was nice for a change. It cascaded over him and his cock, which she’d definitely stirred erect.
He heard her do something before she followed him in.
She smirked at him with an incredibly superior smirk, that twist of mouth she’d adopted lately. Then she perched her sexy, hot, and annoying butt on the lip of the wash basin, bent her leg up and clasped her knee.
Vargr raised a brow. She’d stripped off the black leggings, then sat up there knowing what her pose would reveal. The skirt had flipped up so he could see all the way to her translucent panties, revealing the exotic details of her pussy.
Exotic because he’d not seen many for fucking years. Apart from hers.
Vargr sighed, then he reached out around the glass, grabbed her by the neck, and dragged her into the shower and under the water.
Her spluttering scream was the best thing he’d heard all day.
“What else did you expect?” He didn’t expect or want an answer as he held her to the wall and beneath the water, with his hand sideways and inserted into her mouth, pushing her back to the wall.
Her tongue poked at his hand then her teeth bit, lightly.
“Bite me and suffer the consequences.”
“Mmm!”
“Dreadful ones,” he drawled, as he yanked the bodice of her dress down to expose her breasts and those mouth-watering pink nipples. Thank god for no bra. When he thumbed across them and cupped her breasts, her nipples crinkled into hard buttons. “You have been so fucking bad.”
She wriggled as if to get away, or maybe she wanted something else, then she moaned and seemed to say some word he couldn’t make out. It might’ve beenfuck.
Vargr put his other hand between her legs and lifted her up the wet tiled wall by her pussy. Then he removed his hand from her mouth and pinned her by her neck with theVof his thumb and fingers.
“Was that a word? Was it fuck?” He opened his wings and they formed a perfect barricade, trapping her even more obviously in the shower. The water roared in the confined space.
She nodded.
“Tell me what you meant by that. Make it good or I will fuck your ass without lube. Or worse.” He smiled. “Not sure I can find any lube, anyway.”
Her eyes went wide and stayed open. Patiently, he waited for her answer. He was in a happy place. Half-naked, wet girl caught in the shower, and his hand on her cunt. His dick wanted in, but waiting would only make fucking her all the more fun.
“You are…” he stated with relish, his tone low and evil, “… such afuckingtease.”
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She swallowed,wishing her arousal wasn’t so obvious.
She might be strong and fast, but Vargr was stronger.
And she’d discovered she liked it that way. Or she did when he had her like this.
Angry at her, but not too much, intending to fuck her no matter what she did, and pinned in place—that was the cream on the top.
His hand on her neck was her weakness, her kryptonite. She tried to wriggle to test his hold and couldn’t move.Being manhandled, god, yes, fucking yes.
Weak at the knees, wishing he’d do something nastier without asking, she eyed him.
He stared her down. Due to her weight, his fingers below were sinking between her pussy lips, but he also curled them deliberately, penetrating her most intimate place.
Finally, unable to stop herself, she let her eyes close and exhaled shakily.
