The Unknowing Wolf

Chapter 8

*Isabella POV*

Dark eyes look at me from above, taking in my body. Freezing me in their bewitching power. I scream and clench as Lachlan thrusts into me the last time. I twist the sensitive spot on my shoulder and my p***y reacts violently around his girth.

"f**k babe, are you trying to squeeze me dry"

I tune him out as I enjoy the unknown pleasure. I don't now where shoulder sensitivity comes from but I like it.

Well I really let me imagination run wild this time but I must say it is the most satisfying s*x I have ever had. I roll over on the bed and Lachlan pulls me into his arms. I rest my cheek on his chest.

I am doing a terrible job of being happy with what I got. I wonder how hurt Lachlan would be if he knew I pictured someone else taking me. I shake my head.

I am just a bad person.

Truly terrible person.

Atrocious, scum of the earth type of person.

My phone rings at this time. I roll over and pick it up.

"Hello this is Bella"

"Isabella, It is Principal Marsh, you are off today?"

"Yes principal Marsh, sorry I thought a phone call was made"

I glare at Lachlan and he nods looking innocent.

"Yes it was, just checking that you are okay?"

"Yes sir, I will be back tomorrow"

"We just got word that we will be completing in the inter school sports tournament, as the school sports representative you come see me first thing tomorrow so we can start organizing"

"Yes principal Marsh, I will see you in the morning"

I hang up the phone.

"What was that about, are you in trouble, I swear I called"

"Just the inter school sports tournament, he sounds pretty excited, I thought it was pretty normal"

"I wonder what sports will get included this year?"

"I just hope it is volley ball I want to smash some balls at some sluts"

"How do you know they are all sluts?"

"I don't, anyway, like I can talk"

I laugh. He strokes my cheek.

"It isn't a crime ……….. unless you sell it I suppose"

I laugh and punch him on the shoulder putting a pondering look on my face like I am deep in thought.

"That is a good money making scheme, thanks for the idea"

He rolls me over and kisses my lips softly.

"Don't even think about it"

I laugh and kiss him. No matter how s*x craved I am imagine the full deviants you would get. I can't imagine anyone good looking would pay for it, and if they did who knows how messed up their brains would be. There is a reason I keep Lachlan around, and it's not for love. My mind starts wandering to the sports tournament.

"I wonder why principal Marsh is so excited about it this year?"

"What's it matter, you will win everything"

"I love organized violence"

"It's meant to be. Babe, you are so vicious sometimes, if you were a bit stronger you could join my team"

"A bit stronger?"

I get from under him and push his face into the mattress. Gathering up his hands and pinning them behind his back. He struggles under my grip but can't get out. I sit on his naked ass and give it a spank before leaning down close to his ear.

"You want me to be a little bit stronger?"

"What the f**k Bella, are you even a girl?"

I laugh and rub my t**s over his back muscles.

"You should know better than anyone if I am or not"

I let him up. I know I am strong but it surprises me how quickly I can take him down without putting in any effort. He turns over and looks at me gripping my skinny arm.

"Where do you hide all your muscles?"

"Why are you jealous?"

I can tell that he actually is.

"You definitely have a way of making me feel bad about myself"

Note to self Isabella, it is not normal to be able to take down your muscle bound boyfriend that easily when you are half his size.

"You want me to make you feel better?"

He nods. I straddle him. My hips gently rotating over his manhood.

"Does that make you feel better?"

"A little, you probably have more work to do"

I press my chest against him as I run my fingers along the contours of his back. I kiss his neck. I am so wet already. I don't know if this is a favor to me or him.

His shaft increases in size quickly.

"I thought you said I was going to milk you dry earlier?"

"It's not my fault you are so sexy, I couldn't call myself a man if I could with stand this"

I kiss him roughly as my movements increase. I position myself and slide straight over his shaft. I usually try and avoid taking control because I get a bit over enthusiastic and I get scared that I will hurt him.

I don't know why I am like this, but I just work with it.