Chapter 8
The bite was painful but the pain was short–lived. My mind could not wrap around what was happening. There was just the short pain sensation and a different kind of sensation right after.
At first, 1 remembered myself thrashing against his hold. But the Alpha King refused to let me go. His hold was as strong as a chain, however, his had a hint of possessiveness—something that made me feel like he didn’t want to let me go.
Then he started to suck the spot where he bit and the warmth of his tongue sent volts of electricity down my spine. I arched my back and I was not sure if it was because I wanted to be free or if I wanted more. The line between getting away and getting closer to him started to blur until there was only one thing left I wanted to do: to be as close to him as possible. To feel the calloused hands against the exposed parts of my skin.
I found myself wanting more and I hated myself for it. The desire started to build as he continued to suck against the tender spot on my neck. I could feel his warm breath as he breathed hard, shuddering, in fact..
Then he let me go.
The warmth felt so good that I was too tempted to pull him back closer. But he let me go.
My body was trembling. The pain from my wounds started disappearing, replaced with another sensation I was not supposed to feel. My legs were trembling and so were my hands. I knew that even if I attempted to stand, I could not hold myself together.
I looked at Lance as he stood, towering over me. And that’s when I saw how his eyes glowed golden as he watched me on the floor. I saw how his throat bobbed as if it was the only thing he could do to control whatever he needed to control.
The warmth went from my neck and started to spread all over my body, concentrating between my legs where I felt the most aching feeling. I was not too naive not to know what was happening. There was lust and an unrelenting desire burning in my body. I knew he felt the same as it reflected in his eyes.
He walked to the settee near the floor–to–ceiling glass window that covered the whole wall. He sat there and watched me as the smell of my wetness coated the whole room. He closed his eyes and sniffed the air which made me hitch my breath. I could smell it too. Even without my wolf, I could smell it too. Not just mine but his arousal as well.
My gaze darted to the bulge on his pants and it made me swallow so hard. It made me lust even more. I knew he had done something by biting me earlier.
“W–What did you do to me?” I said, my voice was trembling. Not because of the cold but because of the sensation that was too much to bear. I started to clench my legs and I saw how his eyes moved from my face to my exposed legs.
“Your wounds are starting to cure,” he said. His voice was low, different from his usual tone. It was almost a growl. I could see him gripping the seat too tightly I was fearing he would break it.
My eyes went to the wound on my leg and indeed, it wasn’t there anymore. There was a faint scar but then it disappeared a few seconds later. Soon, my leg was as smooth as it was before. He cured it but for a price.
“Why am I feeling this way?” I dared to ask.
“Because I bit you and that is your punishment, little wolf. Now, what are you going to do?” His voice was smooth as silk and as sensual as the night. He sat there, looking close to becoming undone but he was doing a damn good job controlling it, while I was already trembling.
“You are such a prick,” I hissed but it sounded almost like a moan. He grinned slyly, as though it was
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the most amusing thing.
“You’ve called me worse inside your head. Prick sounds like a compliment,” he said, grinning wider.
My breasts felt taut and my nipples felt very sensitive against my clothes. The clothes I was wearing looked like scraps and they were exposing most of my skin. Despite that, I still felt like burning. The aching between my legs became more intense the more I clenched my legs.
And as if my hands have a brain on their own, they started to move south, desperately wanting to cure the aching sensation. Desperate for pleasure.
My other hand cupped one of my breasts and I let out a gasp when I pinched my nipple. I was too sensitive and every touch of my hand left fire in their wake.
Trembling, I started to spread my legs, hiking my clothes higher, exposing myself. I bit my lip as my hand found my aching core. This time, a moan escaped from my mouth as the sensation sent bolts of electricity to my whole system.
“That’s it, little wolf. Embrace your punishment,” he growled. I looked at him and he was still gripping the chair too tightly, his bulge getting bigger as he watched me.
My fingers were already soaked and I could not get enough from just rubbing from the fabric. With expert hands, I shoved my underwear to the side, baring my naked self to him. I could have sworn his eyes glowed brighter and I heard his chair break from his gripping.
“Put it in, little wolf,” he commanded. As if I was hypnotized, I inserted my finger and I arched my back with the sensation.
“Keep going, Eleanor,” he said and his voice sounded so close to my ear that I shivered. It was then that I realized he was in my head, telling me nasty, nasty things that made me pleasure myself more.
I found myself already lying on the floor, back arched. My fingers were getting in and out of my hole while the other was pinching my nipple.
“Think of your hands as mine. Those are my hands pinching your nipples and thrusting in and out of you,” he crooned inside my head and the image formed vividly. I knew he was the one who planted the image inside my brain.
We were on the floor and I was arching my back. He was looming on top of me, his magnificent body covering me completely. It was his fingers that went in and out of my aching core while his thumb rubbed against my clit. He was watching how pleasured I was, watching how my face contorted with desire as he continued to pump his fingers. Gently at first and then it continued to build and become faster.
“Think of my mouth on your breasts,” he said and I let out a moan as I felt his warm breath on my now–exposed breasts. “Think of how I play with those erect nipples, Eleanor.”
I did. The image formed inside my head and the feeling was too real that I let out another throaty
moan.
The pleasure was building up and the image started to change. He was leaning closer and closer until his mouthy closed into my nipples. He started to play it with his mouth, his teeth, and his tongue. I know it was his doing. I know he was feeding my head with those images, making the pleasure more intense.
I could not stop myself from moaning too loudly as he continued to pleasure me with just his power.
With one last stroke of my finger, I came undone. The climax came too powerful and I felt like I could break my back from arching too much.
My whole body was trembling and my fingers were wet with my pleasure.
I was breathing hard and I opened my eyes to see him watching him. The corner of his lips rose up, watching me with a cocky grin. The bulge on his pants was still there and he showed no
embarrassment as he stood and walked over to where I was.
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He crouched down in front of me and his eyes watched my chest as I was heaving hard.
“I know you’d feel humiliated after this but that was the point of your punishment, he started. Then his eyes went to where my other hand was buried—in between my legs. Gingerly, he held my wrist and lifted my hand.
I was about to pull it from his grip when he tightened his hold and gave me a warning stare. Without breaking eye contact, he brought my wet fingers to his mouth and licked it clean, making me gasp.
Perhaps I lost all my strength from what I did earlier but I could not pull my hand away. I enjoyed the feel of his warm tongue more than I care to admit.
When he was done, he placed my hand gently on top of my stomach and licked his lips. I know my face is already red with embarrassment. As much as I wanted to curse him out, I couldn’t.
Then much to my surprise, he pulled the scraps of my clothing to cover my exposed breasts and before I could process it, he was already lifting me towards the bed.
“Next time, I’ll make sure you
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I wasn’t able to talk as sleep took me too fast.
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