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Honestly, Mother Nature must know Matthew is an ally. As if the universe is shouting,You’re reforesting me, sir? Here, take your prize.
A wild laugh escapes me. My head whips side to side, scanning for my captor, but he’s nowhere to be found.
I’m alone in the snowy forest.
The trees loom overhead, casting shadows that shift with the wind. Snow continues to fall heavily, sticking to my coat and curls.
I press my hands to my chest, trying to warm my fingers. I should have grabbed gloves. A shiver runs through me. My panties are already soaked, but as I try to steady the adrenaline coursing through me, I realize they’re growing wetter from the snow below me.
Panic sets in. I don’t have my phone.
Where is he?
How far have I run?
“On your knees.” A deep voice comes from behind one of the trees. Thrill replaces fear in an instant. I search for him. “Now,” Matthew says, seemingly closer this time.
Electricity zooms up my spine. I follow his command, pressing my knees and palms onto the cold, unforgiving ground.
A low, guttural growl emerges from the tree line.My wolf.
“Eyes forward,” he commands in a husky tone. His boots crunch behind me.
The cold breaks through my woolly socks. A shadow looms in front of me. My core floods.
The ribbon that was in my hair falls like a leaf in front of where I kneel. The scarlet fabric is stark against the blanket of white snow. Without a word, he shucks my coat to one side. My lower back, behind, and thighs are exposed to the frigid breeze. The icy chill only intensifies the heat rising within me.
My thighs cinch together.
“Tell me the color of your ribbon,” he says.
“Red.” My pulse sloshes in my ears.
“You remember what that means?” It means everything we do is in my control. On my terms. One small word, and all our games can shatter.
“Yes.” I nod. But I won’t be using it.
“Did you think you could outrun me?”
“You’re getting slow at your age,” I tease.
“I guess I’ll just have to teach you how wrong you are.” From behind, he lands a sharp smack against my ass. My eyes flutter shut, enjoying the delightful burning sensation dancing against my skin. “I’m more alive than I’ve ever been.”
“Prove it.” I want to push him, see how far he’ll let himself go, how far he can take me.
In a second, his icy fingers glide down my spine and over my waist. He hooks into the fabric of my panties and, with a sudden tug, rips them off of me.
I yip loudly.
He runs his fingers against my wetness, igniting a fire within me.
“Is this pussy mine, wife?”
I shake my head.
His fingers push into me all too fast, rough, and deep. Not an ounce of tenderness because he knows what I need right now.
To be consumed.
