Leander:
What the fuck was I doing? I was supposed to come here, throw her on the bed and fuck her
out of my system. But the moment I saw her hurt gaze, everything went out of the window.
Here I was holding her down, flushed into me, and could not let go of her even if she tried. I
knew she was scared. I felt it. She tensed up when I lightly smacked her bottom and I knew
she did remember the spanking I gave her earlier. Doubt was starting to creep inside of me.
No matter what I threw at her for the past days and no matter how long I watched her, I
could not sense anything but purity and innocence oozing out of her. It invaded my mind
that she is not who I think she is. I still don't think she is my mate. She couldn't possibly be,
but my thoughts are straying towards her being a pawn in someone’s games. She could be
hypnotized as much as I am.
The attraction is there though. I crave her. I wanted to be inside her since I laid my eyes on
her at that party. And she feels the same. Her attraction to me is undeniable. Even though
she is trying to overlook it. Her body craves me as much as I crave hers. This could be no
string attached. No, it will be no strings attached. I'll have her at my beck and call. We could
satisfy our needs and then she will be out the moment she messes up or the truth behind
her is revealed. I did a background check on her and there was nothing suspicious about her
since she was born. She had led a typical werewolf life.
This was not the time to think about all of this. I should probably return my full attention to
the piece of delight sitting on my lamp. Her soft whimpers have now turned into ragged
breaths and my dick was begging to be released. I run my hands up her thighs until I reach
her waist and pull her even closer if that is possible. I keep roaming my hands all over her
clothed body and she goes still.
“You're not wearing a bra?” I whispered in her ear. I couldn’t feel one but I was not that
savvy in women's clothing.
“I am not. I wasn’t exactly expecting any company. “ she answered back.
“so if I tear off your shirt, you will be completely naked for me?”
“Don't you dare!” She said with a little growl that I found too cute. “ this is one of my
favorite shirts. If you ruin it I'll fucking kill you. “ she then added, trying yet again to slip away
from me. I was not about to have any of that, I flipped her over in one swift movement so
that she was now laying on the bed underneath me. She let out a gasp and I took the chance
to crash my mouth onto hers. Those sweet lips of hers that I kept thinking of since the first
time I kissed her. I ignored the urge to spank her for threatening me and her foul mouth a
few moments ago. I knew it would ruin whatever mood we had going on right now. She
tried to push me away but she was nowhere near my strength. Her protesting whimpers
soon turned into soft moans and I could not take it anymore. I have to feel her flesh on mine
right now so I hesitantly pushed away from her. And it took all my power not to hover over
her when she reached out for me.
“take off your shirt,” I said pushing away from the bed and staring down at her little form.
“What?” she replied in a small voice getting defensive.
“If you do not want me to tear it off of you, take it off, Morena,” I said patiently.
“I won’t take it off unless you remove your shirt as well.” She answered after a bit of
thought. Probably realizing she had no other choice. The little minx.
“my pleasure.” I said taking off my shirt and throwing it to the side. “your turn.” I added with
a smirk when I caught her staring at my torso with lust filled eyes. Good, it is good that she
equally wants me. In all honesty, if she pushes me too hard, I would let her go. I would never
force myself on a woman. I am not my father.
She got up and slowly started lifting up the piece of clothing. Revealing beautiful, creamy
inch of skin after inch. Until she was standing in front of me in just her silky shorts, staring
down at the floor like it was the most important thing in the world.