Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 91636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
I protect my inner self. That little wolf they think is so cute only exists as she does because I, me, am this specific kind of terrible.
Conroy is still fucking my ass with hard, hip-snapping strokes, driving his cock deep inside me on every thrust, as if he can fuck the bad behavior out of me.
I cannot fight him. I wouldn’t even if I could. I take the fucking, the rough claiming of my ass.
“Don’t you ever use this mouth on my flesh in any aggressive way again,” he says, gripping my chin, delivering a lecture with his cock buried deep inside my ass. “You’re lucky I am not fucking your mouth right now. I should use your throat like I use your other holes, shouldn’t I? Show you what brutal degradation awaits when you decide to act out? I have been gentle with you, little one. But I don’t have to keep being gentle. Or nice.”
The fact that he probably thinks he is being nice right now is deeply ironic. He thinks this gagged ass-fucking is a mercy. I guess it is. The gag means I can’t get myself into trouble in the usual ways.
He starts rubbing and slapping my empty pussy. I am wet. Shamefully so.
“Look at this,” he growls. “Look at this wet pussy, just begging to be bred by her alpha. Your body knows what you are, Kita. It’s your mind that is refusing to accept what your flesh has known from the moment we first met.”
He slides two fingers into my pussy and fingers me along with his cock in my ass, his thumb occasionally swiping over my clit, giving me just enough stimulation to keep me on edge, but not enough to help me come.
I get a few minutes of that treatment before he pulls his fingers out and just starts spanking my clit with those wet soaked fingers. His cock is still throbbing inside me, and I think it is starting to… oh, no. Oh, god. It’s…
I start making muffled sounds behind the gag as his cock starts to expand inside me. He’s not just going to come in my ass. He’s going to knot inside me.
He’s getting bigger and bigger with every thrust, my tender ass feeling each and every bit of expansion. I am so fucking tender. It feels like every part of my insides and outsides, my skin, my nerves, every single fucking cell I have is being ruthlessly dominated and completely claimed.
I can’t move. My ass is so full I can barely stand it. My alpha’s knot is so big I feel it every time I breathe. But he is not going to show me the slightest bit of mercy. Instead, he sets about overstimulating my clit by alternately rubbing and slapping it, forcing me toward an orgasm I can’t properly enjoy because it is happening while I am effectively impaled.
The sounds I am making through the gag are truly desperate.
“That’s right,” Conroy growls down at me. “You’re starting to understand it now, aren’t you. I can see it in your eyes. The desperation. The fear. The realization that you are mine, and crossing me means that you will suffer. This will always happen to you, Kita. I intend to keep you, to breed you, to make you mine, and to demand complete and total submission from you. I don’t need you to like me. I will take your fear if it means I have your obedience.”
With that tyrannical declaration, he comes inside me, his seed filling my ass, kept in place with the knot of his cock, my orgasm mixing with his as he pinches my clit and fucking demands that I give him another one of my filthy, desperate climaxes.
I don’t quite faint once I come, but I feel very light and very weak and the pleasure doesn’t feel so much like pleasure as it feels like being thrust into a whole other dimension of being. Conroy has taken every bit of my resistance and disobedience and turned me into a whimpering, shaking, sweat-covered submissive.
As his knot softens, he slides from me. His fingers remove the gag from my mouth. But he does not say anything to me, and I do not say anything to him. He takes his wolf form instead, and begins to lick the sweat from my back and shoulders, lapping me in a way that is strangely comforting.
He could consume me if he wanted. One snap of those jaws would end my life. But I am safe with him. My bad behavior is not safe. He clearly intends to rout that out of me one rough punishment at a time, but me, myself, the little thing that hides, that is more protected than ever.
I slide out of my human form, leave my sore ass and aching pussy behind and take refuge in fur and fang. He follows me still in his animal self, offering real comfort. Wolf Conroy grooms me as I lie beneath him, cleaning my face and my neck and flanks.