The Alpha's Virgin Possession (5 page)

Resting her head on his thigh, she thought through
what he was saying. Would it be so hard to take a chance with him? She didn’t
know the answer to her own questions. Nick confused her. What pain could be
worse?

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

No, she wasn’t sure about anything anymore.

“Yes,” she said, letting out a sigh.

His fingers caressed her ass. Suddenly, he lifted her
up and stood. He spun her to face him.

Licking her dry lips, she stared up into his eyes.
They were
a dark
amber as he looked down at her.

“I want you to take your nightshirt off for me.”

“What? I’m not wearing anything else.”

He sat down, resting his arms wide.

Glancing down at his lap she saw the ridge of his cock
pressing against his trousers. Fucking hell, he was huge! The outline made her
swallow past the lump in her throat.

“Get naked and I’ll be happy to lighten your
punishment.”

“I’ll be naked.”

“That’s the point. You’ll be naked, and I’ll finally
get to see what I paid for.”

His words thrilled her.

“This is far worse,” she said, folding her arms over
her chest.

“Is it? We’re wolves, Clara.
It’s
worse being confined in these fucking clothes than it is being naked.” He
pinched at the clothing, the disgust visible on his face.

“If you hate clothes so much why
don’t
you
take them off?” she asked.

“I would, but I figured if you came down to breakfast
to see me naked you’d run at the first opportunity. I love a good run any other
time. Breakfast and a run don’t work for me at all.”

He was right. If she’d seen him naked then she would
have been nervous. Her family was happy being naked around each other, but
she’d been banned from being naked. She was ordered to be covered at all times.

Clothes had become another layer of protection to her.
She stood out in the pack as she was the only one wearing clothes during a
meeting.

“Why do you want to see me naked?” she asked.

Nick stood, startling her at the speed with which he
moved. Tensing, she watched him tear his shirt off then push his trousers off.
He sat down, gripping his length and letting out a sigh. “Now, that’s much
better. It’s natural for us to be like this, Clara. No more hiding, and embrace
who
you are.”

He fisted his shaft looking at his arousal and then at
her. “This, this is for you. This is what you do to me.”

Fingering the shirt, Clara felt the need to claw out
of the clothing. The first time she’d been ordered to wear clothes her whole
skin had itched. Most of the women after they came of age, stayed naked. She had
been forced to wear clothing.

Break free.

Could she really break free of all she’d known?

Chapter Five

The raw emotions playing across her face were tearing
Nick apart. He wished he’d killed her parents the night before instead of
letting
them
live. Their life was going to be too nice
to them. They had used their daughter to see to that.

Fisting his cock, he settled all of his attention onto
Clara. She needed him right now, not her parents. They had hurt her in ways he
didn’t understand. Nick knew he’d treat her like a queen.

He wouldn’t tell her to stop. Nick wanted to see her
naked, and he intended to. Not only did he want to see her naked, he also
wanted her to be more relaxed around the house. He was used to wearing clothes
and didn’t need to be naked. From the information he’d gotten, Clara hadn’t
gotten the same satisfaction of running wild and naked during her turning. Her
parents really deserved to suffer for what they had done to her.

Watching her gave him immense pleasure alone.

“Can’t I go back and have a hard punishment?”

“No.”
No backing
down.
It would be so easy for him to give into her and leave her punishment
be. “Being naked is not a hardship.”

“Speak for yourself.”

“I can wait all day. We’ve got guests coming,” he
said, reminding her.

She growled at him, stamping her foot.

“Cute,” he said, smiling.

“Fine, let’s get this over with.” She lifted the shirt
off her body, revealing her creamy flesh to his gaze. Her hips were wide, her
stomach nicely rounded. Up his gaze went to stare at her full tits. They were
perfect with large rounded red nipples. Her hands rested on her hips. “Well,
what do you want me to do now?”

“Sit on the coffee table,” he said.

He had to control himself so he didn’t pull her onto
his lap and pound inside her tight pussy.

She glanced behind her then lowered her ass to the
wooden coffee table. He always knew it would come in handy when he bought it.

“Lean back on your hands.”

Going to his knees before her, he gripped her knees,
opening her thighs. Her arousal surrounded the room. The fragrance was heady,
intoxicating, and sent the need to fuck coursing through him. She’d been left
alone for far too long. Her mating need would be right around the corner, and
he’d be the one to claim her.

Clara fought him to keep her thighs closed. He held
her steady, refusing to let her close up on him.

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

“You’re going to trust me to give you more pleasure
than you could ever imagine.”

She was panting for breath.

Her body remained tense even as he opened her thighs
and drew her to the edge of the wooden coffee table.

Keeping his gaze on her he glided his hands up her
thighs feeling the muscles quiver beneath his touch.

“Nick,” she said, biting her lip.

“Don’t worry about a thing, baby. I’m here, and I’m
not going to do anything to hurt you.”

She nodded but didn’t change at all as he held her.
Gazing down her body he settled his attention on the flush lips of her pussy.
The dusting of red hair turned him on. Moving his fingers up he slid the lips
of her sex wide open to reveal the nub of her clit.

His mouth watered as the smell of her cum drove him
closer.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to taste you. When I’m done you’re going to
feel the sting of pleasure.”

His cock was going to cause him more pain than he’d
ever cause her. Leaning closer, he focused on her slit. Sliding his tongue
across her clit, he moaned at the first explosion of taste from her. She was
musky and sweet at the same time. Keeping her lips open, he slid down to tongue
her entrance. Her virgin barrier prevented him from going further inside. He
was tempted to dispense of her innocence with his fingers rather than wait to
bury inside her with his cock.

The thought of claiming her and pumping his cum into
her womb stopped him from getting rid of that pesky barrier.

Gliding up, he circled her clit. She collapsed back.
The coffee table was big enough for her to lie back completely. Clara was a lot
smaller than he realized. She’d take his cock, and he couldn’t wait.

He gripped his cock, fisting the length to try to
relieve the pleasure.

Nothing would stop other than a release. Tonguing her
clit, he glanced up to see her tits shaking with her arousal.

Her cum coated his tongue, and he swallowed it down.

“Let go, baby. Feel the pleasure.”

Reaching up, he fingered her nipples, pinching and
twisting the hard nubs. She screamed out, climaxing on his tongue seconds
later.

Nick flicked her clit, feeling her come apart against
his mouth. She was shaking, quivering on the table.

Pulling away, he wiped her cream from his chin. He
helped her to sit up. Gripping her hair in his fist, he tilted her head back to
claim her full lips.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. You will let me lick you
whenever I want, do you understand?”

She nodded. Her eyes were wide. From the flush of her
cheeks and the shaking of her body, he knew it was the first time she’d ever
reached orgasm. Sitting back down on the sofa, he fisted his cock. “Now, we get
back to your punishment,” he said.

Clara swallowed, looking nervous.

“Yes.”

He thought about her punishment. It would be so easy
to take her over his knee and spank that full ass. Nick wasn’t a Dominant, and
he had more interesting ways of punishing his prize.

****

Clara’s entire body was on red alert. The orgasm he’d
given her had taken her completely by surprise. The feel of his tongue across
her pussy had sent her arousal onto a level she wasn’t anticipating.

“How should I punish you?”

He didn’t expect a response, and she didn’t give him
one.

Her mind was all over the place. Nick was the first
man to give her an orgasm. Closing her eyes, she pressed a hand to her stomach
to try to stem the turmoil building within her. She wanted to hate him so much,
but every second that she got to know him, her anger turned into something
else.

“I know the perfect punishment.”

Opening her eyes, she stared into his dark brown ones.

“Come here, Clara.”

The sound of her name coming from his lips seemed more
exotic and seductive somehow. It wasn’t possible for a name to hold so much
meaning, yet Nick made her think far more than what was actually there between
them. He’d paid for her. She was merely a female for his pleasure.

Getting to her feet, she took the few steps to stand
between his thighs.

“Straddle my lap. I want a leg on either side.”

“I’m not ready to have sex,” she said, panicking.

“When I’m ready to fuck you, you’ll know it. Until
then, do as I say.”

She saw no use in arguing with him. Climbing onto his
lap, she rested in an awkward position with her legs painfully tight to her
body.

“Wrap your legs around my back.” His hand moved
between them. She felt the length of his cock against her pussy. “There, I’m
not going to be fucking you today.”

“What’s my punishment?” she asked, feeling nervous.
They were so close. She wasn’t used to this kind of touching at all. Usually
she wore clothes, and no one saw her naked. Not only had Nick seen her naked,
he’d also brought her to orgasm.

“You’ll see.” His hands landed on her ass. Her breasts
were pressed to his chest. She watched as his gaze moved down toward her chest.
“Offer me one of your tits.”

Lifting a breast up to his mouth she tensed at the
first touch of his lips around her nipple. He sucked the red flesh inside, and
she cried out at the pleasure shooting through her body going straight to her
clit.

Nick moved onto the next breast taking his time to
suck on her nipples and to kiss down her body.

His hands caressed up and down her back, cupping her
ass to rub her pussy against his cock. The sensation he was causing was
everywhere.

“I want you to grip my cock,” he said, nibbling her
flesh.

“What?”

“Grab my cock.”

She’d never touched a man’s parts before. Reaching
down, she circled his cock with her fingers, trying not to touch him too
tightly.

“
More,
hold me firmly, Clara,
please.”

Hearing the word please come from his lips surprised
her. The little time they’d known each other he’d never used the word toward
her.

Gripping his cock tightly she felt the heat of him
against her palm. He cursed, throwing his head back. His gaze was on her. The
dark amber of his irises looked more wolf than human.

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he
asked.

She shook her head. Clara really didn’t have a clue.
Glancing down to his lips, she wanted to feel them on her skin once again.
Something was happening to her. She should be fighting, but all she wanted to
do was kiss him, be with him.

“Here, touch me like this,” he said, circling her hand
with his own. He showed her what he liked, the pressure of her hand as she
worked up and down the length of his cock.

Clara couldn’t look away from the glistening tip
glinting up at her as she worked his cock. When he moved his hand away she kept
up the action wanting to give him pleasure like he’d done her.

“Kiss me, Clara.”

She glanced up to see him staring at her. Leaning
forward, she kept up the movement of her fist. He didn’t open up like she had
to him. Both of his hands cupped her face before they dove into her hair,
pulling on the length.

With her head pulled backwards, her breasts were
exposed.

“I’m not going to fuck you today, Clara. I will warn
you I’ll do a hell of a lot more to your body, but I will not fuck you. I don’t
need to have my cock inside you to bring us both
pleasure
.”
He kissed down her neck, biting over her pulse.