Chapter 116 Chapter 116

Aden

I grit my teeth at her words. God damn it.

Because I don't want her like this.

I want her-fuck, but I want her.

I want to bury my cock so deep in this she-wolf so that it makes her whole body shake.

I want to hear her groan with the feeling of me pounding myself inside of her.

I want to bond her to me so that, even long after I'm gone, she could never entertain the idea of sex with another wolf again.

But not. Like. This.

I want Brooklyn in clean sheets, downstairs, in my bed.

I want Brooklyn laid out before me so I can lick every inch of her body, so I can take my time making sure she's ready for me, that her pussy is so wet and aching for me that she comes the moment I press myself inside her.

Not strapped to the wall of this chamber, the place I only take people when...

But I dismiss the thought, looking down at the gorgeous girl bent over in front of me, unable to keep my eyes from roving over the curves of her ass, the way her hair spills over her shoulders.

This beautiful, innocent, sweet girl-bent over for me like this-

My cock twitches at the sight, the thought the animal nature in me urging me to rip those panties off her body and sink myself deep into her right fucking now.

But this...this isn't it.

"More," she gasps again, beginning to look over her shoulder, perhaps wondering what is delaying me.

My body reacts instantly when she begins to peek at me and I smack her on the ass, eliciting a little sharp yelp that makes my stomach clench with want.

insane- "You want this, Brooklyn?" I

pushing her now, I know it. I'm deliberately trying to

to push

she wouldn't-couldn't-meet my will at every turn and

than anything in

than I want to fuck

to break

tame her to my will like the wild filly she is. And to do that, I have to get her to

to push her to her limit and get her to admit that she

She has far too much power over me, and I need to take it

as she hears

and standing behind her again, one hand on her hip, the other slowly pumping my cock through the thin fabric of my boxer

it, I don't even know what I hope for at

her whole

I see

says inside of me. It's not how this should

it, pushing myself

back to her inner thigh, this time

grit my teeth and press my eyes shut against the almost unbearable sound of the moan she makes, my own body starting to tremble now against the restraint

stop myself-I slip that finger behind the fabric of

en

little cry of pleasure and shock and fear, and slowly, my eyes closed, my breath coming short, I begin to

breathes, and I freeze, my eyes flying

to myself, I

my hand away from her and step back, instantly

says, her voice tormentingly soft and delicate as she

stomach wrench as I see the tears

me.

to tremble and it's

I could just hurl myself from a window right now-maybe should, for what I pushed this

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