Page 46 of Wolf

I place a finger to her lips, silencing her. “Shhh, you know you want this. You've always craved it.” My voice is a low purr, and I see the conflict in her eyes.

She takes a step back, her heart racing. “I—I can't?—"

In an instant, I'm there, my body blocking her retreat. “Oh, but you can.” My voice is a husky whisper, and I see her desire warring with her fear. “You know you want to stay. To see what happens next.”

Kali's eyes flicker with uncertainty, but she stands her ground. “I—I need to go home.”

She wants to go home? My blood boils at her defiance. “This is your home now,” I snarl. “You're not going anywhere.”

I reach for her, but she darts out of my grasp, her eyes wild. A thrill runs through me as I give chase, circling her like a predator. “Don't play games with me,” I warn, grabbing her arms and pulling her against my chest. “You know you won't win.”

Kali struggles, her fists punching my chest. “Let me go, Matias!" she shouts.

Her defiance only fuels my desire. With a swift movement, I tear at her clothes, ripping the fabric until she stands before me, bare and vulnerable. Her protests turn to moans as I trace her curves with my hands, my touch possessive and rough.

I lift her effortlessly and slam her down onto the bed, climbing onto it. Quickly, I force her wrists and ankles into the chains that dangle from the four bedposts. Her eyes spark with fear and excitement, and I know she enjoys the struggle, the dance of power we're engaged in.

Kali fights against her restraints, testing their strength.

I smirk, pulling at the chains to emphasize their hold. “Stop fighting it, baby,” I taunt.

Her eyes flash angrily, but her body betrays her, arching towards me.

My lips hover just above hers. “Say you want it,” I demand. “Say you're mine.”

“Never,” she hisses, her eyes blazing with defiance.

“Never is a long time,” I whisper, my lips claiming hers in a savage kiss. Her struggles only fuel my desire while I devour her mouth.

I pull away, panting, and gaze down at her with hungry eyes. “You may put up a fight, but we both know the truth. You're mine, and nothing will change that.”

Kali glares at me. “You're wrong. I'll never be yours.”

I smile, stroking her cheek with the back of my hand. “You already are, my little rabbit. And this is just the beginning.”

With that, I step back, memorizing the image of her chained to the bed, her body glistening with desire. “Welcome home, Kali.”

Slowly, I unbutton my shirt, my eyes never leaving hers. I take my time, drawing out the anticipation, reveling in how she licks her lips, unable to look away. As I reveal my chest, the muscles taut and defined, the air crackles with electricity. I watch the desire flare in her eyes, and I know she's imagining my hands on her, my body pressing against hers.

With deliberate movements, I reach for the button of my jeans, my fingers teasing as I slowly undo them. The room is heavy with our unspoken needs as I slide the zipper down, baring myself to her inch by inch. I catch the hint of a moan escaping her lips, and it fuels my desire.

Stepping out of my pants, I let them fall to the floor, revealing my cock. Kali's gaze flickers, and she bites her lip, her eyes darkening with want. I say nothing as I move closer to the bed, every movement deliberate and controlled, my eyes fixed on her.

“You like that, don't you?" I murmur, my voice rough with desire. “Admit it. Admit that you've been waiting for this.”

Kali's cheeks flush, but her eyes remain locked on mine, unafraid.

I climb onto the bed, climbing over her, my body casting a shadow across hers. “You want to play games? Let's play.” I place a hand on the bed, leaning forward until my lips are inches from hers. “But first, I want you to watch.”

Kali's eyes widen as I slowly move my hand up and down my shaft. Her gaze drops to my erection, her breath quickening as she takes in the sight of me dripping for her.

“You want my cock, don't you?" I croon, my voice a low purr. “Tell me how much you want it.”

Her cheeks flame, but she meets my gaze, her voice steady. “I want it.”

“Say it again, louder this time. Let me hear how badly you want it.”

With a sharp intake of breath, she leans up, her lips brushing mine as she whispers, “I want it. God, I need it.”

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