Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 60604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Heat suffused his body, not the heat of the shift to mark her, but of something else. Something deeper and more emotional. He had never in his life acted with anyone else’s needs ahead of his.
His dad had modeled selfishness, and he’d followed suit. Leon had gone the opposite direction, caring for his hundreds of employees, his pack, and his family, all without complaint. Now, as he watched his female flushing with pleasure, her sensuous mouth falling open on a moan, he knew he’d do anything for her—even if he never found satisfaction himself. Giving her pleasure had become more important than receiving.
He circled her clit with his thumb as he continued to slowly penetrate her with two fingers, then three.
“Turn over,” he instructed.
She rolled to her belly, looking over her shoulder at him with glassy eyes. He found her slit from behind and slid inside with his two fingers, working his thumb against the little rosette of her back hole. She cried out, the muscles of her pussy clenching around his fingers.
He gathered some of her natural lubricant on his thumb and circled her anus, massaging the quivering hole as he continued to push in and out of her pussy.
“Please,” she whimpered, humping the bed.
He pushed more insistently on her anus. “Open for me,” he ordered, the timbre of command threading his voice. Her muscle relaxed and he breached the entrance. Massaging around the opening, he entered her to one knuckle, then the next.
She cried out, arching back like a bow. He finger-fucked her, rocking his fingers between her back hole and her pussy. When she began to thrash against him, he thrust harder, somehow miraculously able to keep his mind off his own body’s reaction.
Sliding his free hand underneath her, he rubbed her clit. She came, her entire body bucking, her internal muscles squeezing his fingers in a pulsing release. He groaned, his cock throbbing painfully for release. He continued to pump into both her holes until her muscles relaxed and she collapsed in a limp heap beneath him.
“Oh, wow,” she breathed.
He eased his fingers out of her, trying not to think about how badly he wanted to take her with brutal force.
She rolled over and gazed up at him, a contented smile playing on her lips. “Why do you do that?”
“What?”
She blushed. “You know. Put your finger there.”
He grinned at her embarrassment. “Because I like to see you come undone.”
She flushed a little more.
He leaned over and grazed one nipple with his teeth. “Little girl, if I ever have to punish you for putting yourself in danger again, I will put more than my finger there. I will fuck your ass with my big, hard cock until you see stars.”
“Oh, God,” she cried, reaching down to clutch her pussy as her hips bucked in another orgasm.
Ashley woke with Ben’s considerable erection still pressing into her back, just as it had when he’d lain down beside her the night before. He wore his clothes while she lay completely naked, which seemed to be the metaphor for their entire relationship.
She squeezed her bottom, trying to see if it was still sore. Not at all. Why did that disappoint her? She remembered Ben’s punishment with a flutter of her belly. As strange as it may seem, she loved when he got stern with her, and she loved that he punished her physically. He was the embodiment of every fantasy she’d ever had.
Melissa had always told her she liked authority figures. Ashley had gone moony over male teachers and coaches in her teen years, and had full-on crushes on several professors in college. It only stood to reason she would fall head over heels with her hot boss when she entered the workplace. And he was so much more than a hot boss. He was an alpha wolf—stern, dominant, and sexy in every way. And he took her to task.
She knew every red flag should be flying over the fact that he’d taken a belt to her ass—not for kinky pleasure, but for an actual punishment—but she had loved it. Well, she hadn’t loved the pain when she was in the middle of it, but she loved that he had done it and that the threat of future punishment dangled over her head. Besides, she was fairly certain he would have stopped if she’d told him no. There seemed to be a moment there when he had been looking for her consent. And he’d seemed saddened or troubled beforehand—he hadn’t lashed out in anger, it had been more like he faced a difficult, but necessary task. He would make a good leader if he ever chose to be alpha to his pack.
From what she had deduced, the other wolves were disappointed in his reluctance to step forward. They wanted to follow him, and she understood why. He possessed sheer power of presence and mind. If only he believed in his own ability to lead.