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In an instant, I let go of his legs and took hold of his wrists, yanking him up to sitting so fast that he fell forward into me, and he looked like a rag doll I was shaking. His arms were dirty, his back no doubt scratched to shit, but the blown pupils and thrumming at the base of his throat told me not to stop, and I wasn’t going to.
I warned him tonight. I told him to let me walk away from him. He said no. So unless he gave me the sign to stop, I wasn’t going to—and so far he hadn’t.
What a brave little lamb he was turning out to be.
I figured Wolfe must’ve looked similar to the devil, because right then he appeared terrifying as hell, yet I wanted to fall into his arms and obey his every command.
As I stared up into his face, I knew I had nowhere to go. He had my arms in a viselike grip and my feet were cut from rocks and twigs. Not to mention my back. It was torn up, and the pain from it was a constant sting to go along with the rush of adrenaline brought on by sheer terror. But all the way through this little game were Wolfe’s final words from back at the house: “This brave rebellious streak you have, it’s what draws those like me to you. It hides under the innocence, under the sweet fire that’s right there on the surface…use it, let me dominate it, and be sure to struggle out there when I catch you. If you lie down and give up, I’ll take it as a sign you want me to stop. Don’t forget your safe word.”
“I’m going to fucking tear you apart,” Wolfe snarled in my ear, and then, with a force I wasn’t expecting, he shoved me back, and I hit the ground so hard the breath was knocked out of me. Before I could catch it again, I was flipped over onto my stomach, and Wolfe’s large hand was holding me down between my shoulder blades.
Oh God, this is crazy… And even though I held the power to stop what was happening, there was no way I was uttering my safe word. I wanted to see how far he’d go, and he was trusting that I could handle it. I wouldn’t let him down, and what was more, I…wanted it. The pain. The pleasure I knew would eventually come. Use me…
The earth was cold and wet, and the smell of dirt filled my nostrils as Wolfe jerked my briefs down over my ass. Instinctively, I began to struggle, my legs kicking out, trying to throw him off balance, and my fingers clawed at the ground.
“You can’t have me,” I said, giving him the words I knew would push him over the brink, and I was right, because a low growl ripped from Wolfe’s throat, and his hand came up to squeeze the back of my neck. As he kicked open my legs with his knees, my briefs strained across the top of my thighs, but with one hand he ripped them in half, leaving me bare and his for the taking. The hold he had on my neck ceased as he lifted my hips and parted my cheeks.
“The fuck I can’t,” Wolfe said, and then, with no more warning, he thrust his cock inside me, and the burn as he invaded my body had me crying out. I didn’t have a chance to get my bearings before he pulled out and drove back inside.
God, I was full, so full of him, and the friction was almost more than I could take. I closed my eyes and tried to lift myself up onto my elbows to gain some control, but Wolfe pushed me back down, holding me there as he fucked me without mercy.
I could hear his grunts, the pleasure my body was giving him, and even through the pain, I found myself relishing the feeling of him taking me so completely. The sting I’d felt when he’d first entered me eased as the high began to take over. My erection, rigid and desperate for release, dripped pre-cum down my stomach, and I went to reach for it, but Wolfe delivered a blow to my ass that had me rearing up.
“You don’t touch what’s mine,” he said roughly, between thrusts. “And you don’t fucking come unless I tell you to.”
He was brutal as he rammed into me harder, one side of my face in the dirt and wet leaves. It should’ve been too much. I shouldn’t have enjoyed the feeling of being held down, of being helpless beneath such savage domination, but I was so turned on that I couldn’t see straight.
What did that make me? Was I as screwed up as Wolfe was for wanting this ruthless side of him to destroy me?
