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She didn’t.

I pulled off her sweater and drew her wrists behind her, winding the lights around them loop by loop until the bulbs glowed warm against her skin. Then, I wrapped the rest of my present. Her skirt bunched around her waist and I spanked her ass. She jerked against me and moaned.

She looked up at me with ‘fuck me’ eyes.

I slid my hand between us, down my abs, and nudged my cock where she straddled me.

“I need you to move so I can pull it out for you,” I teased.

She bit her lip and lifted herself up.

“That’s my good girl.” A shiver racked her body and I smiled beneath the mask.

Her eyes dipped to my cock as I stroked it.

“Is this what you want?” I asked. She nodded, eyes on the bead of pre-cum. Fresh slick wet my thighs as she tried to climb on top. I dropped the wire and gripped her hips, lifting her so my tip teased her wet heat.

She whimpered.

Then I put her out of her misery, and buried myself in her. We both groaned.

“Ride what’s yours, little lamb,” I growled, wrapping the wire around my fist and tugging until her back arched.

She rocked on me, hard and fast, desperate to have all of me. My mate was bound and helpless, but still took every inch. Every time she sank down, the lights flashed across her skin. Every time she tried to rush, I pulled the wire to slow her down and she growled at me.

Cute.

I pulled her off me, and my needy Omega whined. I pushed her to the floor, laying her on her stomach and watched as her pussy clenched around nothing. She pressed her cheek to the floor, collecting stray pine needles in her hair. Bound, bare, and mine for the taking. I loved her like this. I’d rewatch this later.

I stayed behind her and wrapped the trailing wire around my fist, the bulbs glowing warm against her bound wrists and exposed skin. Her green lace was soaked through. I hooked a finger under the string at her hip and pulled it back, pausing for a second before I released it. The satisfying slap it made when it hit her wet cunt was drowned out by her frustrated groan.

I dragged her hips up. Her breath stuttered.

“Tell me the truth,” I murmured, running a knuckle up her slick. “You didn’t even try to get away, did you?”

She pushed back against my hand. “I did.”

“Liar,” I teased. She turned her cheek and looked back at me over her shoulder. Pupils blown wide.

“I’m not,” she gasped, as I sank two fingers into her. Her pussy clenched around them greedily.

“Oh, little lamb.” I leaned over her and my hard cock slid over the curve of her ass, and she shuddered. “Admit that you liked the chase. You were wet before I even caught you. The idea of all the filthy things I’d do to you once I caught you had you dripping.”

I pulled my fingers out, then sank them back in, my thumb pressing against her other hole.

“Yes,” she moaned.

“What am I going to do with you?”

“Give me my present,” she begged. “Please, Alpha.”

“I’m going to take what I want. You’re my present, wrapped so beautifully, and I’ll take my time unwrapping you. Every one of your holes is mine, and I won’t stop until they’re all leaking.”

I curled my fingers, and the needy thing whined.

“And you’re going to say, ‘Yes, Ghost. Fill my holes.’”

“Yes, Ghost,” she begged. “Fill my holes. Breed me, please.”