Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 51151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
“You should know better than to leave my bed.” I growl into her ear as I push my body against hers down onto the mattress. My lips push against hers and lick her seam for her to open for me. A rumble of approval erupts from my chest as she obeys me and gives me entry. Fuck yes. My skin heats as my hands roam her body. My fingers tickle down the dip above her hips before grabbing her ass and pushing her farther up the bed. Her nipples are hard and poking through the fabric of her nightdress. The sight of her breasts bouncing with the movement makes me leak precum.
I crawl to her, stalking my little mate. Her eyes are still closed, and I will her to open them, but she doesn’t. I let out a low, warning growl and her hazel eyes instantly find mine. I crawl between her legs, caging her body in with mine as I hover above her small frame. I plant my forearms on either side of her head and bump my hips against hers, letting my dick settle in between her legs. I can feel her heat against me and it feels like fucking heaven.
She should be fully healed by now. Thank fuck my mate’s a shifter. I don’t want to wait. I want her right now. I have to ask though, I’ll be damned if I ever hurt her, “Are you all right?”
She doesn’t waste any time shaking her head. Her lips form a small frown and her breath hitches. “I’m still sore.” Her voice is hesitant and uncertain. It’s more than obvious that she’s lying.
My eyes narrow as I search her face for the reason she would lie to me. I shake my head at that thought. No, she wouldn’t lie. Maybe she’s still healing. That could be. I pull back and sit on my heels with my dick standing up right.
“I understand baby, turn over for me.” I can still give her pleasure. I feel a small smile grow on my face. I’ll need to be gentle, but she’ll feel good. She’ll feel more of this pull then. She must feel something.
She turns her body over onto her forearm and knees, lowering her upper half so that her chest is pressed into the mattress with her head facing away from me and her ass in the air. Her submission makes my dick throb with the desire to claim her, and I have to stifle my groan.
Fuck. My wolf howls with the need to feel hers. To be with hers. To be with our soul mates. My forever is so close, it taunts me.
I watch as her body trembles and a soft sob escapes her. The sight and sound make my heart still in my chest. What the fuck? My hands grow numb as my mate cowers from me.
I freeze. My entire being freezes. A beat passes and then another. She’s not all right in more than just one way. My mate. My poor mate.
“Why are you crying?” I try to keep my voice even, but the concern is evident.
“I’m sorry I disappointed you.” What the fuck just happened? I replay everything in my head, but I have no damn clue why she’s in tears.
Slowly, I gently place my hand on her hip as I move to lie down on the bed, my chest against her side, before rolling her body into mine. She buries her head into my chest so I can’t see her. “You didn’t disappoint me, baby.” I pull away and move my hand to her cheek, wiping the tears from her reddened face. I lower my forehead to hers and nuzzle my nose against hers. With my eyes closed, I kiss the tip of her nose. “Stop crying, you didn’t disappoint me. What made you think that?”
“Because you told me to get into position.” She stares at my chest as she softly speaks the words.
“Into position?” What the hell is she talking about? Her lips part, but she hesitates to speak. “Tell me what you mean.”
“For punishment.” Her hot breath tickles my chest as her words hit me with a force that makes my blood pound with rage. Sickness rises through me. An eternity in hell will not be enough for Shadow.
“Getting on your knees for punishment?” I barely hold on to my composure at this point. My bottom lip trembles as my body goes numb. I need to hear her say it. I want her to tell me so I know for sure. My blood is rushing in my ears and my muscles coil at the tension in my body.
“Yes, sir.”
“Don’t call me sir.” I bite the hard words out and immediately regret them as she flinches. With steadying breath, I ask her what I must so I understand. “Did he have you call him sir?” She noticeably swallows as she stares straight into my chest and nods before whispering a small “yes.”