He didn’t so much as twitch, instead keeping her captured with his gaze as he removed his jeans. Finally, he spoke. “Take off your clothes.”
She laughed, the sound free and challenging. The wolf inside her, the Alpha female, couldn’t make this easy. Didn’t want to. “Not a chance.” Partially turning, she leaped for the window, but he was already on her. Throwing her back on the bed.
“I’m done playing,” he said, his voice still animalistic and low.
“I get that.” She turned, scissored her legs around his waist, and pulled him in for a headlock. Yeah, she knew one move but had never used it. Now seemed to be the time.
He easily slid one arm between her thigh and his neck, forcing her leg open. God, he was strong.
She struggled, enjoying herself, needing to feel that power. Instinctively. “This is a bad idea,” she whispered, clawing her nails into his bare chest.
“This is inevitable,” he grumbled, tearing her sweater in two. The material unraveled, and he tossed it carelessly away.
Definitely inevitable, she knew that now. But the timing wasn’t good. Her body was taking over, and she tried one more time for sanity. “We need to talk about this. Think about it.” The timing, anyway.
“Talking doesn’t do anything.” He snagged a hand in her jeans and tore them right off her without unzipping them. She yelped, but somehow he protected her skin. He was always protecting her, even while seriously pissed off. “You don’t listen. You sure as shit don’t obey.” On the last word, he rolled to the side, flipped her over, and yanked down her panties. At least he didn’t rip those.
Then his hand landed on her ass.
Hard.
“Hey.” Flat on her stomach on the plush bed, she struggled to get up on her elbows.
He spanked her again. “You wanted to talk. Let’s talk.” Then he smacked her in rapid succession.
Pain and a dangerous heat flared from her butt right to her clit. Through her entire body, actually. “Stop it.” She might have to try to choke him out again, but she couldn’t move.
“No.” Five more hard slaps. “You have zero concern for your own safety and don’t seem to realize there are consequences for your actions. This. Is. One. Of. Them.” He punctuated each word with an even harder slap, the sound echoing around the room. “I’ve been way too patient with you.”
Patient? The guy wouldn’t know patience if it bit him on his hard ass. She struggled furiously, but he flattened his other palm, the big fucking hand, across her lower back to hold her in place. “You are being such a dick right now.” A girl had to have some pride.
“Interesting.” He shifted his weight, pivoting to sit, lifting her with one hand beneath her stomach. She landed hard over his thighs. “Guess I need more leverage.”
Panic caught her as her hair swept the floor. “Hey.”
Then he spanked her in earnest. Not talking, not amused, not even thoughtful. Full on, hard slaps, echoing around the room. She struggled but couldn’t get anywhere. Tears filled her eyes even as her body betrayed her by anticipating each slap. She wasn’t into pain. Not at all. But the dominance of it all?
Crap.
Finally, he slowed and then stopped, one hand flat on her butt. “Have I made myself clear?”
Words. What were those words? Clear? What did he mean?
He smacked her again, and she groaned. “Obedience, Nadia. When it comes to safety. Promise.”
“Fine. I promise.” Anything to keep from another slap. She’d figure out what she’d just said later.
“Good.” He lifted her, sliding her thighs along his, skin on skin. Her hair flew until she settled. Gently, he wiped the tears off her face. “I can fight anybody to keep you safe, but I don’t want to fight you, too. Got it?”
Numbly, she nodded.
He slid his fingers in her hair, twisted and kissed her. Hard.
She detonated. Every molecule in her body swelled and popped. Somehow. She closed her eyes, overcome, and kissed him back. He went deep, his taste filling her, his energy pouring down her body to land in her sex. She’d never needed like this. Never ached like this. Every concern she’d had, every caution, was stolen by the wind.
By his kiss. By the hand in her hair, controlling her every movement.
His free hand swept down her bare back, claiming every inch, landing on her abused butt and pulling her against his rigid cock beneath his boxers. She whimpered, trying to get closer to him. Wanting all of him.
