Mate against her will

Opportunity

Persy

When my tongue made contact with her skin, I almost came in my pants.

Her f*****g skin still smelled of spring flowers.

Even after three years, my mouth still watered from it. I thought that over the years she would have a smaller intact on me... but no.

I am pretty sure it has gotten even worse.

Especially now that her soft ass is pressed against my ragging c**k. The soft curve of her ass hugs my ragging hard on so well that I am going to leave a wet spot not only on my trousers, but also on the back of her leather pants.

My only comfort is that she had the same feeling of need at that moment or maybe it was way worse.

Her heat is on the very edge and it means that all her senses are way stronger than usual.

For the last three years, she has been going through them with other wolves, but they could never satisfy her.

Only I can give her what she needs.

Only I can satisfy the need and feed her lust to the fullest.

"We need to talk."

I tried to remind myself of the reason why I was here.

And the fact that she is on the verge of her heat is just an added bonus. I have a mission that I have to concentrate on.

"Release me and then we can talk."

Her voice sounded a little shaky. In the position that I was pressed against her, I could feel each of her words and the way her body shook as she said them. I can tell that she doesn't really want me to release her. I am sure she would love me to push her against the wall and finish her off...

but that can come later...

"I will, if you promise not to attack me, so we can have a civil conversation."

"Fine."

I felt her body relax as reluctantly my fingers released her wrists.

I wanted to take one last sniff of her hair, but before I could guess it, I felt a fist making contact with my cheek.

The hit was good. I gave her that, but before she could dish me another one, I caught her hands and locked them in my own.

"Now that wasn't very nice, especially after we agreed to be civil."

I couldn't help myself.

I laid one slap against her butt's cheek.

"That is for the sneak attack and going against your words."

The moment my hand made contact with her skin I heard her drawing in a breath...

I am almost certain that my little mate enjoyed it... Good to know.

I will definitely remember it in the future...

"f**k you."

Her feistyness brought a smile to my face. I really enjoy her character and refusal to lay down and take it.

Hell but I should have expected nothing else from her.

This is the girl that refused 10 alpha's, then she ran from all of them. When she finally mated, she ran from me. One of the most feared alpha's in the council.

For the last three years, I have had eyes and ears on her and she even surprised me.

There wasn't a moment when she cried or asked for help. No, she was the one giving it.

From day one, when she ran to Emanuel's pack, she helped to save people from abusive Alpha's.

She saved hundreds of people on her own and a few of them even joined her crew.

They followed her like she was their alpha and not just a girl that ran from her destiny.

To my f*****g surprise, she even managed to kill seven Alpha's that had hurt her crew and she did it in a way that, for the first two, I wasn't sure if it was even her.

The other alpha's still don't know it was her, but she was drawing too much attention and now the council wants me to catch the killer.

And there is no chance in hell that I will give them her.

So from here there are only a few roads to take: either I frame someone for the killings or I make her stop killing and we will say that somebody probably killed her already.

Sure there are other ways, but I will probably try the easiest one - to just stop her from killing and spread the rumors that the killer was dead.

Now to make that happen, I have to make her stop killing. That will be easy if she has something to do. And I just have the toy to keep her busy. It's hard in my pants and it is causing me some discomfort.

"Now, now my little wolf. As I told you, I have way better things to f**k than myself, no matter how much you would enjoy seeing me doing just that."

She again tried to break away, but failed miserably.

The only thing that her attempt got her, was pressing against me even closer.

"If by joy you mean trauma and I would probably start throwing up, then yes."

I chuckled at her answer and locked her wrist in a pair of reinforced steel.

When I released her wrists and gripped her upper arm, she immediately tried to break out of them, but there was no use for that. These cuffs were custom made for me. I had them made especially for her... and mostly for this... I may have other ideas for them later down the road, but this wasn't the time to think about it.

I led her to the couch in the living room and pushed her down to sit on it. She sank into it without much struggle.

Happy with myself, I walked to the bar I had spotted earlier and poured myself a glass.

"Would you like some?"

"I will pass. Let's stop pretending that this is a social call. Why are you here Percy?"

I poured her a glass and was about to take a sip from mine when I felt her on my back, with a knife on my neck.

She f*****g got out of the cuff's... impressive.

"Nice plan, to keep me talking while breaking out of the cuff. Mind telling me how you did that?"

"A girl never reveals her secrets. So how about you tell me how you got in and why are you here?"

For some reason, her voice in my ear as she held a knife to my throat sounded even more sexy than usual. With every second, I like this version of her even more.

"Well, that's easy. I walked in through the door and I am here to take you back."