She looks even more delicious than I remember her being, especially at this moment with the tears running down her eyes and how red her face looks.
Daxon is already demanding that I lick her cheeks to stake a claim on her— Or mix her tears with my cum to stake my territory. I agree that it is too much but it's almost amusing that I agree with him.
"Hello."
I watch different emotions run through her eyes. Fear, shock, then anger. Raw, unbridled rage. She grabs me by the wrist and begins to pull me away, just like I did with her before.
I can feel the stares of people as I do so, all of them possibly wondering how a tiny thing like her is dragging away someone like me. It is strange but to me, I am very entertained. That is until she pulls us behind some trees where it's just the two of us and asks, "Are you stalking me?"
"Yes." She looks even more shocked by my response which makes me chuckle. Did she think I would even try denying it?
Her anger returns— So much anger for such a little body, as she pokes me in my chest. It looks like I can see tiny sparks going off her body as she snaps, her face twisting in beautiful fury, "You have no right to do that!"
No right? That concept was alien to me.
I step closer and a terrified look crosses her face. It is all it takes for Daxon to pounce as I grab her by her neck and pull her towards me. Her fear pours off her in waves, her pheromones twisting around the sensitive scent as it moves into my brain, lighting each neuron as I hear myself whisper, "Do not yell. Not like this."
She's so small— Small that I could crush her in an instant. That's all it would take. An instant, yet… Yet, her slick calls out to me. Her fluttering heart and blushing skin… It's just like in the car. The thought of danger or being hurt turns her on.
Daxon instantly digs his claws into me and I clench her neck tighter. She gasps, her scent shooting up my brain again like a drug as I feel my body begin to loosen, every thought I'd buried coming to the surface as I say, "I need a taste."
Before I can think twice of what I'm about to do, I pin her to the tree. I hear her let out a small gasp of pain from the sudden slam but I'm grabbing her chin, forcing her to look at me as I say, "Tell me to stop and I will."
No!
Daxon is pressing hard on my mind, his frustration now turning to my own. I have never felt myself unravelling as I am now. The blood rushing through my veins makes me even hornier than I've ever been. My cock is pressing through my pants like it's about to burst out all on its own.
And all she's doing is staring at me with those tear filled eyes of hers.
Goddess, she looks so pathetic, smells that way too. And all I can think of is fucking her hard into the bed so that the only reason she looks like this is because of me.
"Madeline."
Her name leaving my mouth seems to be the thing that pulls her back to reality as she mouths out the word, "Stop."
My hand leaves her neck and I watch her begin to cough now, her hand rubbing the sore area before she looks at me, glaring, "How do you know my name?"
The aroused state she was in is gone now and she's serious now. Daxon is unhappy about the news but I know what I'm doing, and so will he soon. "You told me."
Pure hatred flashed in her eyes at that statement. "I would never tell you my name."
My irritation slips before I can control myself, "You are beginning to bore me with your one sided emotions of disgust. Do you not understand the situation you're in yet? I keep you alive now because you amuse me. If you begin to irritate me, I would have to get rid of you."
I can feel her tense, her body stiffening though her gaze doesn't change. It makes me know that she's had her life been threatened before, and more than once. How interesting. "You are a monster."
I tilt my head, a small smirk playing on my lips. "And so are you. Tell me, little one, do you think there's any Alpha or wolf that would ask for your permission first like I have? Especially when you are as wet as you are right now."
I see her mouth open and I already know what she's about to say. I move closer again and she instantly jolts away from me— In clear fear of what being close to me would do to her again.
I can't help the grin that spreads up my lips as I say, "You were about to say that it's not true but I can smell you. You want me."
She swallows, whispering now, "Shut up."
I want to eat her. "No one knows, do they? Your taste in sex. What you like. What you don't like. You know they'd take advantage of you if they knew, would rip you apart,"
I reach her now, staring into her eyes as I say softly, "And I promise you, I would do the same but you would be the one begging me to do so."
She's thinking about it. I can see her eyes moving, the wheels in her brain working and just when I think she's about to agree, she says, "No."
I think of it briefly— Fucking her here in the open so people avoided her and all she had left was me but I know better. I didn't want her to hate me. Not yet. I only want that ferocity and passion when she is riding my cock. "Keep thinking about it."
As I step back now, finally letting her have her own space. The second I do so, she rushes past me, her pheromones instantly teasing my senses as I fight the urge to bring her back to me as Daxon says, Ours. She. Ours.
He's angry, and so am I. Still, I clench my jaw now as I put my hands in my pocket then turn around. I watch her walk faster before she blends back into the crowd. Soon.
If she knows what's good for her.