Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
He stands up next to me, about a foot away from my chair and looks down at me. He is so fucking handsome. I can feel my body reacting to him with that infernal chemistry that is so much worse than hating him.
He could have fucked me when I was in his bed. I could have woken up being mated. He could have ripped the choice from me, and he didn’t, and that’s almost worse because it tells me he knows how inevitable this is. We’re going to fuck, and he’s going to make me submit to his cock.
I know all of that without him having said a single word to me about it. He takes a step back and crooks his finger at me.
“Kneel for me,” he murmurs, his voice deep and dominant.
“Why?”
“Why is not the response I want from you when I give you an order,” he says. “Yes, sir is what I’m looking for.”
“You’ll be looking for it for a long time,” I say.
He lifts a brow at me and gives me a look long enough to make me squirm beneath it. Once he sees my discomfort, he smirks. He knows what he does to me. He knows I am awed and aroused. He knows that I want him to take me.
“I will give you three choices,” he says. “You can kneel for me here, or you can go and bend over the bed and present yourself, or we can start our life together the way you probably need us to—with me spanking your hot little ass until you’re so desperate for my cock you beg for it.”
“I am never going to beg you for anything,” I say, knowing even as I say it that those words are going to come back and bite me as ironic foreshadowing.
He smirks at me. “You are going to be so fun to tame,” he says. “And all of your little friends, too. I’m going to break all of you. I’m going to teach you how to behave. And it all starts with you, in this room, asking me nicely for my cock once I’ve turned your sassy ass red.”
I blush all the way to my toes. I don’t know how he is doing this to me, but I know it is not fair, and I know that he knows exactly what words to say to make my whole body feel as though he’s already been inside me, already knows me, has already claimed me.
“Fuck off,” I mutter, trying to push that feeling away.
He reaches out, takes me by the hand, and spins me up from the chair, smacking my ass hard at the same time. I gasp from the shock of the slap, but there are so many more to come.
He was not lying about my choices. I end up over his knee on the bed. I am held there, in place, as helpless as I have ever been against his superior strength.
“You are such a naughty girl,” he says, his dark voice laced with delight as he spanks me over the skirt and then under it. He lets his hand drift down, fingertips running lightly over the fabric covering my sex before he spanks me again.
He’s going to drive me mad, I know it. I am not going to be able to take this.
“I know what you’ve been up to all this time. All these little ploys to ensure your group has my attention. And why? Because this sweet pussy is unmated and you need her to be fucked.”
He pats my pussy as he says those words. It’s almost an affectionate touch. There’s no rough intensity; he’s not forcing my panties to the side and filling me up. He’s not giving me the satisfaction of that kind of first mating.
If he just took me, not caring what I wanted, I’d get to pretend this was something done against my will.
He’s going to make me ask for it.
But he doesn’t know me.
As much as my instincts might make me want sex, I am terrified of what comes next. Fucking means shifting, and shifting means the end of everything.
He spanks me hard, sharp swats that jolt me against his hard thigh and sent flashes of heat right through to the traitorous core of me.
This erotic battle of wills has just begun, and I already feel my grip on my resolve slipping.
He pauses a moment, runs his hand over my ass, his fingers grazing lightly between my thighs.
“You know you belong to me. You’ve known it since you first saw me, and I have known it since I first saw you. I want you, Nicky. I need you. And once I claim you, you will be mine forever.”
The sensation of his fingers between my legs is so tender and so intense at the same time. I feel myself arching up toward his hand, silently begging him for more touch.