Torren got off the bed and moved across the room, disappearing inside the closet. He returned a moment later, with some white rope in his hands. Olivia swallowed hard, not knowing what to expect.
“Turn over,” he said, his voice barely human.
She slowly rolled onto her stomach. Torren tied first one wrist then the other to the headboard. She heard her panties tear as he ripped the fabric from her body. Her pulse was pounding out of control, but it wasn’t from fear. Even though they hadn’t known one another long, she knew deep in her gut that her mate would never hurt her. Torren gripped her hips and lifted her onto her knees, then shoved pillows under her stomach.
“Torren,” she said softly.
His hand cracked against her ass, making her yelp in surprise.
“When I want to pleasure my mate, you won’t try to push me away,” he said. “I know you liked what I was doing. You were soaking wet.”
His hand came down on her ass again, making her gasp from the sting that quickly turned into a burn. His fingers trailed along her ass cheek, then stroked her pussy, before delivering another blow to her aching backside. He spanked her three more times before his body came down over hers, the weight pressing her against the pillows and mattress.
“Are you going to keep me from pleasuring you in the future?” he asked, his voice dark and delicious.
“No, Alpha,” she said softly.
His fangs scraped her shoulder, then he quickly moved off her. She heard the rustle of fabric before the bed dipped.
Torren’s hands cupped her ass and spread her open. “I love seeing you like this. Tied down. Open. So fucking wet. Your ass is nice and pink from me spanking you.”
“Torren, please,” she begged.
His hands squeezed her ass cheeks. “One of these days, I’m going to fuck this tight, virgin ass. I’ll claim you in every way possible.”
Goosebumps erupted along her skin and her cheeks warmed, but not in embarrassment. No, what he’d said made her burn in a good way.
Torren nipped her ass, then his body covered hers again. She felt his long, hard cock pressing against her pussy. Torren thrust deep, and Olivia gave a muffled scream as she buried her face in the bedding. He took her hard and deep, his thrusts unrelenting. She felt his hand caress her ribs, then slip between her and the bed. He gave her breast a squeeze before pinching her nipple.
“Mine,” he said in a garbled voice that was a mix of beast and human.
He drove into her again and again, his cock swelling inside of her. He twisted her nipple between his fingers and his fangs scraped along her neck. She could feel her clit swelling, need burning through her veins. Olivia felt the heat of his release splash inside of her, and she cried out in frustration. He’d never come before and left her unsatisfied.
Torren didn’t stop. He kept driving his cock into her, just as hard as he’d been before he came. His fangs gripped her neck, as if he were holding her in place the way a wild wolf would. His thrusts never slowed, and he pinched her nipple again.
Olivia ached and wanted to come.
“Please, Torren,” she begged in a choked voice. “Please let me come.”
He growled and pinned her tighter to the bed, but he released her nipple and slipped his hand between her hip and the pillow, edging his fingers toward her pussy. At the first brush against her clit, her breath stalled in her lungs and her body went tight. He rubbed her in small circles, his fingers pressing tightly to her clit.
Olivia’s eyes closed and her lips parted as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Torren growled again, and she felt him coming inside of her a second time. When he was finished, he released her neck and he lifted his body from hers. His cock slid out of her and she groaned at the sudden empty feeling.
Torren rubbed his hands along her hips, then she felt his fingers shoving deep inside of her pussy.
“My cum belongs inside of you, but I have to admit, your pussy looks especially pretty coated in it.” He growled. “Makes me want to see my cum leaking out of your ass, smeared across your breasts. I want to mark every inch of you with my scent.”
She wiggled and his hand cracked against her ass once more.
“Hold still. I enjoy looking at you like this. Legs spread. Pussy open and filled with my cum. Ass rosy from being spanked.”
Holy hell!Is it wrong I’m extremely turned on by everything he’s saying?
His body covered hers again, and his cock slid deep. “I’m going to take you over and over, fill you up, until every last drop of cum has been wrung from my balls.”
“Torren.”
His lips brushed her ear. “And you’re going to beg me for more. I’m going to get you so addicted to my cock, you’ll want me to fuck you as often as possible.”
Torren began driving into her, and Olivia bit her lip and closed her eyes.
He’s going to kill me with sex, but what a way to go.
