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My gaze dropped to his caged erection.
I needed that.
“Fuck me,” I whispered, half mad with need, too far gone to be embarrassed about demanding that from him.
It was what he wanted after all.
He wanted me to beg him for sex.
And here I was.
Begging him.
“Fuck me, please?” I reached for him, wanting to take what I needed, delirious with need of it.
“No.”
That firm refusal lashed at me, making me falter for a heartbeat as my gaze flew to his.
I had never seen him looking so stern. So cold.
His jaw flexed as he stared down at me, his fingers slowly pumping into me, the sting of his rejection and the need to make him leave, to make him stop now and spare myself more hurt and humiliation fading with each stroke that had my instinct to mate rising again, flooding my mind and seizing control of my body.
“Fuck me or find me a male who will,” I growled, my voice bordering on inhuman as I gnashed fangs at him.
“No,” he snarled right back at me.
Violently flipped me onto my front and pulled my hips up.
I barked out a moan as he licked and laved me with his tongue, his strokes harder now, more demanding. The roughness of his touch thrilled me, rousing that part of me that needed this.
Needed a firm hand. Needed an alpha.
A powerful male to satisfy me.
I shattered under his ministrations. A haze built in my mind with each release he gave me, a strange warmth rolling through my body to slowly quell the pain. His fingers teased and filled me, his tongue tormented me, and his eyes never left me.
His gaze seared me as I came undone again and again, each one leaving me more hazy, more tired, until with a final hoarse cry and trembling thighs, I sank into darkness.
“Rest.”
His voice echoed in the inky black.
Soft.
Commanding.
An order.
I obeyed.
Chapter 21
KAELERON
Istared down at the slumbering wolf, the tears that dampened her cheeks and the scent of her tormenting me.
The one I had bought her from had done something to her.
