Page 33 of The Wolf


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Without another word, Kane gripped my jeans and my panties and pulled them right down past my bottom. I shrieked, renewing my fight against him, but he easily overpowered me and pinned me in place.

With my cheek pressed against the wall and my jeans pooled around the middle of my thighs, I was keenly aware of my bareness. I could feel the cool breeze from the overhead fan on my naked skin, and something else hit me. I wasn’t exactly in a position conducive to fucking if that’s what he meant to do. There was nothing sexy about this, yet my body was reacting like there was.

Anger, frustration, and a burning desire waged a fierce battle within the confines of my being. His nearness was a storm of contradictions, like fire and ice, danger and allure all stoking the flames of my arousal. I couldn’t escape the bottomless pool of desire that his presence invoked as my senses ignited with a fervor that I couldn’t deny.

“What are you doing?” I snarled.

“We’re going to have a discussion,” he repeated, his tone dangerously low.

“Let me go,” I demanded.

Kane’s low, dangerous chuckle reverberated in the small kitchen, sending shivers down my spine. His dark amusement in the face of my anger left me feeling out of my element, like a mere pawn in a game in which I didn’t know the rules. The way his deep, rumbling laughter contrasted with my frustration heightened the intensity of the moment, further entangling me in the mystery that was him.

He brushed my hair over one shoulder, baring the delicate curve of the back of my neck. His lips, warm and soft, pressed against my skin in a gentle, lingering kiss. It was a caress so tender, so unexpected, that it sent shockwaves of desire cascading through my body. The contrast between his powerful presence and the gentle intimacy of that kiss left me feeling vulnerable, yet achingly alive. My anger seemed to melt away, replaced by a longing that was as undeniable as it was irresistible.

Then, he replaced his kiss with the firmness of his hand, holding me in place as his other dropped to my ass. I stiffened as his fingers glanced over the tops of my cheeks, stopping only when they approached the crack of my ass.

“Kane,” I warned him.

Carefully, he used the fingers of one hand to spread my cheeks, and once the realization of what he was doing hit me, I tried to fight with everything I was worth. He waited patiently as I slowly realized I wasn’t going anywhere. His hold was too firm, his strength too strong. I was no match for him. A strangled cry escaped me, and he did nothing for a long time, just simply holding me in place as if he wanted to make a point.

Then, when I had exhausted myself fighting him, he slid a single finger in between my bottom cheeks, the tip of it just resting on my bottom hole.

He left it there for a long moment as I waited, trying to call up another store of adrenaline so I could overpower him and escape, yet nothing came. Instead, his fingertip managed to ignite a ferocious surge of desire within me.

He shouldn’t be touching me there, but he was, and I couldn’t do a single damn thing about it.

No man had ever dared to touch my asshole. I hadn’t even touched it myself. In my mind, it wasn’t a sexual place. It was something dirty and wicked and terrible. It was a place where bad girls were fucked.

Right now, though, it was setting my body alight. My skin tingled against his touch, and the heat of his presence seemed to set every nerve on fire. The world around us faded, leaving only the charged atmosphere between us, thick with tension and longing. Each breath I took seemed to sync with the cadence of my racing pulse, and I couldn’t help but be drawn deeper into the turbulent desire that he effortlessly stirred within me.

I shouldn’t be enjoying this. I should fight harder. I shouldn’t let him do this.

You’re just mad it’s making your pussy wet.

I closed my eyes, only just now taking stock of the rest of my body. My every waking thought was centered on my asshole, but when a single drop of arousal rolled down my left thigh, I couldn’t help but cry out in shame.

This was wrong, right? I needed to deny it. He couldn’t know that there was a deep part of me that wanted him to continue, just to see where it would lead.

“You can’t,” I breathed.

“I can and I will, bad girl,” he answered, and the air rushed out of my lungs in a single heated whoosh. My desire whirled around in my body, a heady mixture of taboo and wrong that held me completely captivated. I tried to tell myself that I didn’t like it, but nothing I did would really chase those wicked thoughts of desire away.

His hand slowly worked its way down to my pussy, and I hesitantly breathed a sigh of relief, at least until I figured out that he was covering the same finger that had touched my asshole with a little bit of my arousal. Then with a soft cry, I stilled as he brought that same finger back up to where it had been just moments before.

Without another word, he roughly forced his finger into my bottom hole. A hard pinch of burning pain followed, surging up and down my spine with wild abandon. I clenched hard around him, trying to fight off his unexpected assault, but that only made the pain that much worse. I arched my hips forward until they pressed against the wall, but still he forced his finger inside me. First one knuckle and then two.

He hadn’t used any lubricant other than my own arousal, and the pain didn’t lesson. The friction of his skin against mine was like fire, and I cried out, my eyes watering as pain radiated around my asshole.

“Now, do I have your attention, babygirl?”

I tried to push against the wall once more, fighting against him for what felt like the thousandth time unsuccessfully, and he pumped his finger roughly in and out of me. It hurt so much that my eyes watered, and I finally settled down. As my body stilled, I tentatively placed my hands to either side of my head.

His finger remained inside my bottom, and I chewed the inside of my cheek, squeezing my eyes shut as I slowly nodded.

“Yes, sir,” I breathed.

“Good. Now, you’re going to come along with me like a good girl, or you’ll be getting my cock in this tight little hole with even less lube,” he warned.

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