Adea
“Who do you belong to?” Shane asked. I know what answer he wanted but I wasn’t going to give it to him that easily. I stared up at him defiantly. I needed to keep this up. When I didn’t answer, he reached out, knocking my hand away from his wrist, and pulled the cups of my shirt down.
I gasped as my breasts fell free. I watched as his eyes dropped my gaze and ranked over them. His fingers reached out and pinched the right one. I cried out as he yanked down hard on it.
“You’re mine, aren’t you?” He asked. The anger was evident in his voice, and in his glare. If I wasn’t careful, Shane could lose it. I haven’t been back that long. Despite the heart-to-heart we’ve had today, I still can’t trust that he won’t lose it over something.
I don’t know what will push him over the edge. The last thing I wanted to do was lose to Shane, the last thing I wanted was to lose his favor.
I swallowed, my body was warming up and I fought the urge to squeeze my thighs together. I bit my bottom lip and refused to answer. Shane tracked the movement with his eyes. I had to do something to turn the tables.
I needed to gain control here. Instead of being the weak one underneath him, I needed to do something to get back on top of this situation.
The urge to look around for help was strong but there was no use. No one was going to help me here. Before I could figure out what to do next, I bucked away from him as pain spread across both of my breasts.
Shane had both of my pert nipples between his fingers. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped past my lips as he pinched them again. He didn’t thrust against me, didn’t rub himself on me, he didn’t move to touch me anywhere other than my breasts. He glared down his nose at me and I couldn’t help but like the angry way he looked at me.
“This is going to be my last time asking you. If you don’t answer me, I’m going to strip you in the middle of your special place and I’m going to fuck you until I’m coming balls deep in you. You’re mine, aren’t you?” He asked.
“Yes,” I squeaked. He released my sensitive peaks.
“Are you going to behave for me now?” Shane growled. When I nodded, his hand came down on my left breast. “Are you going to call me any other name other than my own?”
“No,” I cried.
When I answered, he started rubbing the spot he slapped. It was sensitive and I jerked back in a poor attempt to move away. I tried to find something positive to focus on. At least I wasn’t being held down, I could move.
As long as I played the game, I could get out of this situation quickly and he would be more inclined to trust me. I’d made a move in the wrong direction and I needed to find a way to rectify that.
“Are you going to behave for me now?” He asked.
Putting on my best fuck me look, I reached up and slid a finger down his body. How far was I willing to go with this? I know what I said I would do but I didn’t know if I was ready yet. I still couldn’t stomach the thought of taking him. Flirting with him was one thing, sleeping with him…
“Yes, Alpha.”
Shane didn’t flinch but I could tell by the look in his eye that he was pleased. He took a step back and I cried out as I was flipped onto my belly. No, no, no. The panic was overwhelming as he lifted my dress to my hips.
I was too shocked to speak and for a moment the words wouldn’t form. The sound of my underwear ripping slapped me out of my panic attack. Looking back over my shoulder at him, I was at his mercy. As if sensing my nervousness, or smelling my fear, Shane started to rub my backside almost soothingly.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said quietly.
If I wasn’t a wolf, I would have thought I heard wrong. I didn’t believe he wasn’t going to hurt me, not for one second. I’ve been at his mercy a couple of times before and both times left me an emotional wreck.
Remembering everything we’ve spoken about tonight about being sorry for hurting me and how he regretted it, I felt like I had stupidly started to believe him. I believed he wouldn’t do anything more right now.
I actually believed he meant it. I felt an emotion bubbling up. It was too much. My throat tightened and I felt as if I were being strangled. I felt trapped, I didn’t know what I was feeling.
“Then… what are you going to do?” I asked. I didn’t believe him for a second but I couldn’t help but try and get him to talk, to keep talking, to stop what I knew was going to happen from happening.
“I’m going to punish you, Adea. I never want to hear another man’s name on your tongue,” he said from behind me.
“But I… I told you I wouldn’t. I was listening,” I said.
I don’t know where this need to please him came from. I didn’t know if I was panicking at the thought of him wanting to punish me or the thought of him punishing me. I didn’t want to think what I was thinking and I didn’t want to feel whatever I was feeling.
“If I don’t punish you, you won’t take me seriously but if I punish you, you won’t do it again. Whenever his name so much as crosses your mind, you’ll think it dirty. You’ll hear the name and the punishment as one. Don’t worry, we’ll start off small. I know it’s going to take some time when it comes to your… bond. Luckily for you, I have nothing but time.”