Page 87 of Wolf

I chuckle. “Something like that.”

Kali’s eyes glitter with anticipation, and I love that she trusts me enough to be excited now. The woman beside me is far from the fearful captive I once knew.

Soon, the buzzing lights of the city give way to the moonlit darkness of the woods. I pull over, cut the engine, and turn to Kali. “Here we are,” I murmur.

She looks around, her gaze taking in the surrounding trees. “Why’ve we stopped here?”

I reach for her, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Because I want to relive our first time, but it’ll be different this time.”

Understanding flickers in her eyes. “Different, how?”

I tilt her chin up, my gaze intensifying. “This time, it will be consensual—a role-play of our past.”

Kali shudders, a mix of anticipation and unease flashing across her face. “Do you want me to play reluctant, like I was back then?”

“Your reluctance makes me crave you more,” I admit.

“I like it, too,” she whispers.

But there’s a brief flicker of uncertainty, and I know this will push her boundaries. “We can stop if it’s too much. Just say the safe word, red,” I offer gently.

She squeezes my hand. “I don’t think I’ll need it,” she says firmly. “I want to do this.”

The air between us thickens with anticipation. I take a moment to explain the ground rules, setting the boundaries of our role-play. Though I know Kali’s desires, I want to ensure we’re on the same page.

When she is ready, I capture her lips in a fierce kiss, pouring every ounce of my hunger into the touch of my mouth on hers. My hands roam possessively, eliciting a shuddering response from her.

“Run.” The word is a growl, a command laced with desire. Her eyes widen, and I see the spark of the same flame that ignites within me.

And then she’s flinging open the car door and off, her footsteps pounding against the forest floor, a glimpse of her pale skin and dark hair through the trees. The moon casts an ethereal glow on her, making her seem otherworldly, a phantom I desperately need to capture.

After a few moments, I follow, locking the car.

My pursuit is relentless, guided by my keen senses and primal urges.

Through the trees, I spot her, a fleeting glimpse of movement. She’s fast, but I’m faster. I’m determined and driven by a need that borders on obsession.

When I’m close enough, I launch myself, tackling her to the ground. The impact knocks the breath from her lungs, and she sprawls beneath me. But she doesn’t stop fighting, her lithe body twisting and turning beneath my weight.

“Get off me!” She shouts.

Her struggles only fuel my desires, heightening my hunger for her. With a growl, I tear at her clothing, rending the delicate fabric like paper. I want to see her, all of her, exposed and wanting.

Her naked skin gleams in the moonlight, and I feast my eyes on the sight of her. She is beautiful, perfect, and mine. Lowering my head, I taste her, my mouth claiming her neck and her shoulders, marking her as only I can.

She writhes beneath me, her breath coming in sharp gasps. “Matias, stop. I don’t want this.”

Her words do nothing to deter me. They fuel the fire burning within me. “You don’t get a say.” I unfasten the zipper of my pants and pull my dick out.

Her thighs part as if by their own volition, an unspoken invitation that only fuels my primal urges. Driving into her, I claim her with a fierce hunger. Her nails dig into my back, a futile attempt to fight me off, but I only thrust harder.

“Beg me to stop,” I growl in her ear. “Beg, and I might show you mercy.”

But she doesn’t beg. Instead, she meets my harsh thrusts with a desperate keening, her body arching against mine. With each stroke, I possess her more thoroughly.

I tilt her chin up, forcing her to meet my gaze. “Do you like being taken by force, knowing that you’re mine, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me?”

“No,” she whispers, her eyes sparking with defiance.

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