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“Tell me what you want, Isaiah. Tell me exactly what you want me to do next.”
“Goddess help me, but I want those hot lips on my cock. And when I get out of these cuffs, the things I will—”
“Uh-uh.” Once again, the snap of the whip accompanied Isaiah’s gasp. “Such a big present you have for me. But you need to learn a lesson tonight. What lesson do you think I’m going to teach you?”
“How good that throat feels when I fuck it.”
The whooshing sound of the whip sounded only seconds before she spoke. “No.”
There was a long stretch of silence that had Nassau questioning their movements and practically swearing at himself for looking, but he couldn’t stop himself. Bailey was pressed against Isaiah, but only because she was reaching up, wrapping something around his wrist. A black cloth was already tied around his eyes, blindfolding him, but it was the flash of silver that had Nassau watching intently. A tiny bracelet, barely able to close, adorned his best friend’s wrist, and Isaiah had frozen, clearly nervous.
“You like your silver bracelet?”
Silver meant Isaiah lost strength, his wolf’s ability to heal, and his mindlink to anyone else in the pack. Silver to a shifter, made him human.
“I feel helpless.” His voice was hoarse, almost desperate. “I need to touch you. Please.”
“Such a good boy to beg. But tonight, you will learn how to listen and not speak. Tonight, you will learn that the woman is truly in control, and most importantly? You will learn how to take a hint.”
“I can beg. I can do—”
“Now open your mouth like a good boy.” Muffled noises filled the air when she pushed a small red ball into Isaiah’s mouth and buckled the straps behind his head.
Then he watched in bewilderment when she pulled out her tube of lipstick and began writing on Isaiah’s chest and stomach. When she was done, she kissed his chest, leaving a red lipstick stain between his pecs.
“It’s a beautiful night. A little chilly to be naked, but don’t worry, I’m sure someone will find you in the morning. This will give you plenty of time to think about your actions, and maybe, just maybe, you’ll understand why you were warned away from me. No does not mean try harder. Not sure how many times I have to tell you no before you finally get the hint. Hopefully, I won’t have to anymore.”
She slapped Isaiah’s ass hard, the noise echoing in the still of the night, almost drowned out by his muffled pleas. When she turned to put the dress shirt back on and gather her bag, he stepped further out from behind the tree, trying to read what she wrote.
‘Wolf’ with a line through it went from one side of his chest to the other, and then below the crossed-out ‘wolf,’ the words Untrained Dog were scribbled across his stomach.
Wolf
Untrained
Dog
With a swagger only she could pull off in heels, she called out to him over her shoulder. “And Nas, might as well come on out. Can’t protect me from the boogyman way over there.”
He had been scrambling to move quickly, giving her a wide berth, so she wouldn’t know he was there, but he practically tripped over his own feet when she called his name. At the streetlight, she paused to adjust her bag, so when he stepped closer to her, he could see she was impatient.
“Come on. If you insist on following me everywhere, at least keep up. I don’t want your Alpha to catch me out and about. He’d probably call Ava or lock me in the dungeon.”
“As he should.”
Exasperated, she lightly smacked him in the stomach. “Don’t you start too. It’s been a long day.”
They crossed onto the street where the packhouse office was, and he pulled her into the shadows, unable to help himself. He was still angry, at what and who, he wasn’t sure.
“That was reckless. Your stalker could have taken you at any moment. And all for what? To fuck with Isaiah?”
“But it was okay as long as I fucked him instead of fucking with him?” She shook her head, trying to get around him, but failing. “Come on. I knew you’d come when I said it, then you confirmed it when you were outside my window. You’re just as predictable as you say I am.”
Frustrated, he caged her in, pushing her back against the wall, barely able to hold himself back. Suddenly—the rise and fall of her chest, the small gasps for breath underneath him, her soft hands slipping over his chest and around his neck—all of it hit him hard, so when she raised her lips to his, hunger and desperation swept over him, and his body felt like it would explode at her touch.
His hands slid to her waist, grabbing the still partially open dress shirt and tearing it open the rest of the way. Buttons flying, he now had unrestricted access to her bewitching body.
Everything about this woman was infuriating, frustrating, and wild, but he needed her right then, like the sun needed to rise every morning, he couldn’t stop what was happening, and he didn’t want to. Her small moan as he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth sent him over the edge, and he buried his face in her neck, licking and sucking until her chaotic murmuring stilled his roaming hands.
