Andre’s POV
I stared at her, and a growl erupted from my throat and made her jump in fright. Her eyes were wide with fear, glistening with unshed tears. She looked so vulnerable, scared and yet so beautiful.
Her curly locks swayed gently in the breeze. I clutched her tightly. I was so angry with her. I wanted, more than anything, to bend her over my knee and spank her. I wanted her to beg me and scream my name, saying she was mine and she wasn’t going to leave me ever again.
I squeezed her soft body, and my fingers sunk deeper into her soft flesh. She whimpered in pain, and I took pleasure in it. I wanted her to know that I was the only one who could make her feel pleasure and pain.
I was the only one who could make her feel this way.
I looked at her pleading eyes. She had no idea how much her actions had hurt me. She had rejected me by choosing to leave.
She didn’t want me.
“Why so quiet, kitten?”
She shook her head fearfully.
“Answer me. Did I push you too hard? Was it wrong for me to give you the freedom you needed?”
“Please, Andre. Please, I can’t…”
“You can’t do what?”
She fell silent and simply stared at me. My heart crumbled, but my anger multiplied.
“Oh, I see what it is. I’m not enough for you, am I, kitten?”
“It’s not like that…”
“Then what is it like?! Tell me?! Why did you have to leave? Give me one good reason!”
I let go of her body and grabbed her neck, pinning her against the wall roughly. She groaned in slight pain.
“I’m not enough for you, kitten. Is that what you are trying to tell me? You don’t like the way I make you feel? You don’t like the way I touch you? Tell me.”
“I… I… do…”
“Then why did you leave? Where exactly were you going? Who did you want to see? A boyfriend? A crush?..”
She began to struggle and squirm in my grasp.
“Andre, let go of me. Stop this. This is wrong. This is…”
“Again, with this talk!”
I slammed her hard into the wall, and she stopped struggling and was still whimpering and groaning in pain, avoiding my eyes.
“Say it again, kitten. Tell me that all this is wrong.”
Nothing wrong could feel this good.
I grabbed her face and made her look at me.
“Don’t look away from me, Olivia!” I growled, barely containing the wolf underneath my skin. My wolf was lurching from the betrayal, and I was beyond pissed.
“I dare you to say that you being my mate is wrong. I dare you to say it one more time. Say it, and I will make sure you experience pain that you will never fathom, and trust me, you will enjoy every single bit of it and beg me for more. Say it!”
She shook her head and turned away from me. I saw her blinking to try and keep the tears at bay. They would do her no good.
I reached out through the mind link and spoke to the guard I left to patrol the third floor.
“Dismiss everyone and clear the third floor. Once I come upstairs, no one is allowed to come up again. I hope I’m clear on that front.”
I turned back to a cowering Olivia and pressed my body close to her. Her scent filled my nostrils. The moon peeped out from behind the clouds and bathed us with its gentle glow.
I could feel the attraction between us grow powerfully. I knew she could feel it. I could see the way she breathed through her mouth and the way her body fidgeted in my grasp. I gripped her neck a little tighter, and she gasped in fear.
She looked so sexy just standing there. I could imagine how she would be if she were moaning beneath me and begging me for more.
“Tell me, kitten, are you going to run away from me again?”
I stroked her cheek with my finger with dangerous gentleness and watched her shudder in fright and pleasure. I know she wanted me. She craved me. I just couldn’t understand why she ran away.
“Sir, the floor has been cleared.”
My guard spoke to me through the mind link, and I smirked at the confirmation. I looked at Olivia and relished the expression on her face. She was in for the ride of her life.
I bent down, and before she knew it, I tossed her over my shoulder, and she began to kick and protest.
“Hey! Put me down! What are you doing?!”
She grabbed at my clothes and punched my back. I had to teach her that I was in charge. Her soft butt bobbed in front of me, and I took the chance.
Spank!
“Owww! Hey! You spanked me! Put me down!”
A naughty smile curled my lips.
“Keep talking and I will do it again and again.”
She groaned.
“Put me…”
Spank!
“Silence, kitten.”
She whimpered softly, and I could detect the pleasure mixed with pain in her voice.
I smiled to myself. She was such a bad girl, and she didn’t even know it.
I carried her inside and headed upstairs. The house was quiet, just like I wanted. I could hear Olivia whimpering quietly on my shoulder as I trumped up the stairs.
We got into my room, and I shut the door behind me. When I dropped her, she immediately backed away from me in fear.
“There is nowhere to go, kitten.”
I walked closer to her, and she stopped moving away. The reality and futility of her efforts had caught up to her. There was no way for her to escape.
I surveyed her juicy body. She was trembling, but I could feel her craving my touch.
“I will make sure that you think twice about escaping. You still haven’t told me where you were going and who you would see. A boyfriend? A lover?”
I could feel jealousy bubbling inside me with every second that passed.
“Andre, please. We can’t do this. This is wrong.”
“You still protest that this is wrong, but your body doesn’t believe it.”
“I can smell your arousal all over you.”
I licked my bottom lip hungrily.
“Strip, kitten. I want to see you.”
She looked stunned.
“What? No! I won’t.”
“I’m not asking you, Olivia. I’m telling you. Strip. Now.”
“Andre, I…”
“Now!”
She jumped in fright at my loud, booming voice and began to take off her clothes.
She threw off her shirt to reveal her white lace bra that gently cradled her small, soft boobs. They were beautiful. Her nipples strained hard against the bra’s fabric, begging me to put them in my mouth.
She pulled her trousers down, and I was pleased to see the matching white panties that she had on. Her long, beautiful legs stood out, and her smooth skin gleamed beautifully as if the moon had dropped some of its light on her.
I could see the way her pussy strained against the tight fabric. She was engorged and soaking wet. I could smell her arousal from a mile away.
“Go on,” I said seductively, barely holding on to my hungry passions. “I’m waiting.”
She stared at me and undid her bra, and her breasts came into full view. Her pink nipples looked juicy, and her breasts were pert and firm. I felt my desire multiply. I almost couldn’t control myself.
She hesitated a little, and her fingers lingered at her waistband. I couldn’t wait anymore.
I strode up to her and pulled her close to me. She groaned as I pressed myself against her soft body.
I slipped my finger into her panty and stroked her soaked bud.
“You keep saying that you don’t want me, that all this is wrong”
I teased her bud, and she moaned softly and gripped my shirt.
“That you doubt that I am your mate”
My finger penetrated her, and she whimpered.
“but your body keeps saying otherwise, and you know it. You can feel it.”
I rubbed her clit slowly and pressed her even tighter against me. Her juices were pouring out of her, and she was groaning at my every touch. Her body shivered at the wild sensations I was making her feel.
“Tell me, kitten. Have you ever felt this way for anyone else? Has anyone else ever made you feel the way I do?”
I stopped and pulled her in roughly, closing every gap between us. She whimpered and looked me in the eyes.
“I can answer that for you. No.”
I plunged my finger deep into her again and watched her throw her head back in pleasure as she moaned.
“Because your body wants me and only… me.”