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I give her my cockiest smile. “Oh, there will be a next time.” I deliver another flurry of smacks, and she shrieks, laughing and listing away.
There has to be a next time. Now that I’ve tasted her, I’m addicted. I won’t be able to function if I can’t get her under my hands and tongue on a regular basis.
I continue with my game–slapping her, rubbing away the sting, spanking again, until she’s dripping with arousal, moaning with need. I pull the pillow out and roll her back onto her back then do what I should have done the moment I got her in here–I pull her slinky dress off over her head. It’s strapless–thank fate–so it doesn’t get hung up on her bound hands. She sits up to help me, and I toss it to the floor with the shoes.
“Oh, sweet moon goddess,” I breathe, staring at her tits. She has flower stickers or something over each of her nipples. A surge of jealousy rips through me. “Did you put those on for him?” My voice cracks like I’m twelve. I rub my temples, trying to keep my vision from glitching.
“No. You’re being ridiculous.” Lauren appears amused at my jealousy.
I exhale through my teeth.
“They’re to keep my nipples from showing through the dress.” She tries to reach one of them with her fingertips but can’t with the duct tape. “Peel them off.”
Aw, damn. A sense of possessiveness overtakes the jealousy. I get to be the one to take them off her.
Because she’s mine, my wolf snarls.
Yeah, down boy.
My cock surges against my zipper. I catch Lauren’s wrists and use them to nudge her backward until she’s lying flat, then I climb over her. The nipple covers are slightly padded, like little gelatinous flower petals. I peel the edge of one of them up. It’s stuck on with some kind of adhesive. “Does that hurt?” I ask, watching her skin lift with it.
“Do it fast.”
I rip it off quick, watching her breast lift and then spring back. I swirl my tongue over her nipple to soothe away the sting then repeat the action on the other side.
“Glorious fucking breasts,” I murmur against her skin. I could lick every inch of her body and still need to taste more.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Pearls.” I watch her face closely to see her reaction.
I know now that Lauren fronts as much as an alpha wolf. She may act mature and sexualized, but who knows? She could still be a virgin. I don’t want to blow past her boundaries because we’re playing some hunter and prey game.
“Make it good.”
Make. It. Good. That’s my princess. I fucking love this girl. I love every detestable, delicious, perfect thing about her.
“If good means fuck you hard without mercy, then, yeah. I’m gonna make it good.” I can front, too.
She arches those beautiful tits up toward my face, and I grip one breast roughly and squeeze, a low growl rumbling in my chest.
“Show me, wolf-boy.”
I unbuckle my belt. “Oh I’m no boy, princess. I’m about to show you that I’m” –I unzip my suit trousers– “all man.”
The tip of Lauren’s pink tongue rims her lips as I free my erection. I nearly come from the thought of seeing that mouth stretched wide, choking on my cock.
I back off the bed to kick off my shoes and strip. “I have a condom,” I tell her, fishing it out of my wallet.
“I’m on the pill.”
My wolf snarls at the idea of her having sex with him. With anyone before me.
“Does that make you jealous, too?”
I must’ve snarled out loud. Fortunately, she still sounds amused by my irrational possessiveness.
“I’m about to fuck him out of your memory bank, sweetheart.” I climb over her and roll the condom over my member.
“Cocky, much?” Her eyes are on my dick, her lips open.
