A Night with a Wolf (Werewolf Romance Rough Sex Erotica) (Moon Bay Pack) (4 page)

“Let’s start with breakfast, and see where it goes from there.”

“I’ll go start the truck.”

After Cooper made his way out of the house, I looked around. Maybe this was my silver lining. Maybe I was meant to come here and meet Cooper. I got up and pulled some clothes on. The sun was beating hard on the front of the house. It was going to be a long day.

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Forced by Wolves
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As I pulled the dress on, Thane stepped behind me and laced it up. I looked at myself in the mirror, I barely recognized myself. Far from the sexual object I had just felt like, and far from the protected daughter I had been, I felt like a woman. The dress pulled against my waist and accentuated my breasts. The dress was in the old style, elegant in a way I hadn’t seen in years.
Where had he gotten it?

“That will do nicely for tomorrow,” Thane said.

“What’s tomorrow?” I asked.

“Tomorrow I will formally introduce you, after I have chosen your role.”

“What is my role?” I asked him.

He leaned in against me and watched my reflection in the mirror, the pale light against the outline of my body. He pulled me tighter against him, and I didn’t dare more or say anything.
What was he thinking?
As I looked at him in the mirror, I wondered if he was even looking at me at all or if he was lost in some memory.

“It is uncertain,” he finally said after a long pause.

Slowly, he moved his hands up the sides of my bodice, sending shivers through my body. I felt his thick fingers tracing the spaces between my ribs.  My pulse quickened and breaths became short and shallow. Thane leaned over my shoulder and whispered into my ear, “Do I frighten you?”

Yes
. I wanted to say.
Yes, you do
. But it wasn’t for the reason I would have guessed. I wasn’t afraid of him. I was drawn to him, overpowered by physical attraction to him. I wanted badly to give myself to him, and it terrified me.

“In a way,” I said. I looked at his reflection behind mine in the mirror. He had begun unlacing the back of my dress.
My dress
. I had never seen it before a moment ago, and now it was my only possession in the world, a gift from Thane.

He slipped the dress off my shoulder, letting his fingers trail over my skin. He repeated this on the other side and then pulled the dress down below my hips. I could feel his breath on my neck, so soft it felt almost delicate against my skin. Just feeling it gave me goose bumps. I shivered in anticipation, and I felt my nipples harden. From what I had known of Thane, I hadn’t expected any restraint, any hesitation or lightness of touch. “And what way would that be?”

He let the dress fall around my ankles and placed his hands on my hips as he waited for my response. I placed my hand over his and began to slide it down across my hip down toward my sex. “You have a strange power over me,” I said. Thane let his fingers rest just inches from where he had rubbed me so vigorously earlier in the night. I could feel them moving slowly but surely downward.

“What if I said no?” I asked.

“You’d be lying,” Thane replied. “You’re aroused. I can smell it on you. But you’re also afraid of something.” He let his hand slide a little further down. My muscles tensed. Before, I could blame my arousal on the situation, seeing everything happening below, following Thane’s instructions, the unexpected rush of excitement, but here in my room, as he slowly drove me to greater and greater heights of arousal, I knew I couldn’t deny it. I wanted Thane in a way I had never known possible. I felt a heat rising through my body, the same heat I had felt that morning when he ran his hand up between my thighs. I wanted to give myself to him. “I won’t bite. I promise. Tell me you desire me.”

I nodded yes.
Why wouldn’t he just take what he wanted?
I placed my hand back over his, pressing my thin fingers against his muscular hand. For a moment, he hesitated, like he had second thoughts, but then he let his hand slide between my legs and began to rub with a soft touch. The feeling was wonderful, and I let out a soft, quick moan.

Thane pressed himself against me, and I could feel him growing hard and hot behind me. He ran his free hand up over my stomach and across my breasts lightly pinching the nipples. Then he traced up the curve of my neck and brushed his hand across my cheek. He dragged his finger across my lips and I licked my tongue across it and kissed it slightly until he had slid his finger inside my mouth. I sucked on it lightly as he continued to rub between my legs, and I don’t know if it was from rubbing me or from how I played with his finger, but Thane had gotten completely hard, and I could feel his great length pressed against my back.

I wanted him so badly. What was he waiting for? I turned around slowly and knelt down before him. “I have not forgotten,” he said as I undid his belt, “what it was like to be pure.” I could see the deep muscles of his hips and his lower abdomen as I pulled his pants lower. I wrapped my hand around his erection.

“As do I,” I replied. Maybe he had forgotten fingering me as he made me watch wolf after wolf slide
themselves inside a whore.
I had been sold to him. He had stoked passions I hadn’t known, had filled my core with pleasure, and now he wanted to talk about purity?
I didn’t want to hear about his nobility or his reticence, I wanted to take his cock in my mouth again, I wanted to taste him, and I wanted him to have his way with me. I wanted him to overpower me and claim me.

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Forced by Wolves
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A free sample of: “
At the Doctor’s Desire
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“Stand up and hand me the robe. Remember to place your weight on your good ankle. And there's no need to be coy. I know you're aroused. I can see the excitement in your eyes, can hear it in your breaths. You're a bit flush Emily. You’re slightly inexperienced, but make up for it in personality. I like that. Stand up and take off the robe."

I paused for a moment. He was right. I was aroused.  Something in his voice, that confidence and strength stirred something deep inside me. I felt the excitement deep in my core. I felt it in my chest. As I stood before him, my heart pounded, and I could feel the heat of my arousal between my legs. I was almost ashamed at how turned on I was.

"You were looking for excitement, and now you have it. Grab the belt and undo it. Yes, like that." I felt the top of the robe open, and I felt the air lapping against my stomach as I pulled the robe fully open. I bit my lip as I looked at Aiden. I wondered what he thought of my figure.

"Good. Now slip the robe off your shoulder. I want you to focus on how the cloth feels against your skin as it slides away. Then, I want you to focus on me, and how I'm looking at your body. Look into my eyes as I watch the robe opening over your breasts, exposing your nipples. They're quite hard right now aren't they?"

"Yes."

"Pull the robe down to your waist and let it fall to the ground. Focus on the air against your stomach and between your legs.” I could hear the robe hit the floor, and I felt like all of my senses were heightened. “Good, now pick it up and hand it to me.” I bent over and grabbed the robe.  I watched as Aiden admired the curve of my back as I bent, as he looked at my breasts and my hips. I held the robe forward as I stood back up.

Earlier, when I had been in front of him in the pool, I had been nervous. I had felt like I was out of my body and watching what I was doing, but as I stood in front of Aiden in his study, I felt something different. I wasn’t ashamed of myself. I wasn’t modest. For a second, I though that this must be the kind of thing a person like Kelly did. I felt sexy, confident, wanted. I didn’t know what Aiden was going to do with me, but I didn’t care. I was so turned on. I was ready for anything.

I was so turned on by the way he looked at me that I looked right back at him, up and down the length of his body. I wondered if he was getting hard. I could see the bulge of his cock beneath his pants. I just couldn’t tell if he was starting to get hard or if he were just that large. Either way, I wanted to find out.

At the same time, I had another thought, a thought without real reason, a thought I found even more arousing. As Aiden watched me stripping for him, I imagined that someone else was watching us. Through the window or from another room—it didn’t matter. I was just turned on by the idea that I was being forced to put on a show, that Aiden and whoever else could see my body and get turned on.

But that was just a fantasy. Why should I worry about that when I had a handsome and very willing man right here in the room with me? I looked at Aiden and awaited his next instruction.

“Good, now I want you to bend over the ottoman.”

“Why?” I asked.

“I’m going to spank you.”

“Seriously?”
He had me naked and turned on and he wanted to spank me?
I knew what I wanted him to do, and it wasn’t spanking. If he were half as horny as I was, he would want much more than that. It had been a long time since I had had sex, and Aiden seemed like a man who knew how to please a woman.

I knew I shouldn’t be as turned on as I was, standing naked in some stranger’s house, following his commands, but I couldn’t help myself. He just had a hold on me,
like his words had placed me in a trance. I wanted him, and I wanted him to want me just as much.

Aiden looked at the robe and then tossed it across the room. “Bend over the ottoman, Emily. I promise, you’ll thank me for this later. Now kneel in front of the ottoman and place your head down.” I did as he said. “Good, now spread your knees slightly.”

Aiden stepped behind me and ran his hand across my ass.

“Do you know why I’m spanking you, Emily?” He raised his hand and brought it down against my soft skin with a forceful whack. The sound echoed in my ears as I registered the pain. It felt… strangely
good, like Aiden was scratching an itch I hadn’t known I had.

“Because I trespassed on your property.”

“Wrong.” Aiden said, slapping me again, the sting taking my breath away. I could feel the lingering burn from his palm, and I wondered if my ass was getting red, wondered if the skin was rising up from his punishment, formed like a shadow of the pain and pleasure he was inflicting upon me. “I am spanking you because you want me to.  Do you enjoy being spanked?“

I nodded yes. I was surprised at how much I liked it, but I liked it. It was exciting,

“Good,” he said. “Let’s continue.” I could hear him undoing his belt. I wondered if he was planning on dropping his pants or if he was planning on using the belt on me.
Maybe both
, I thought. I had never found this kind of thing sexy before. Maybe it was the danger and naughtiness of it; maybe it was the way he looked at me, the hard tone in his voice. Maybe I was just so turned on that any sensation felt good. In any case I didn’t care; I just wanted to feel more.

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At the Doctor’s Desire
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