Page 34 of In the Mouth of the Wolf

He grabbed my throat again, tighter than he had before. “Mine.”

“Y-yes, Mike.”

His mouth lowered to my neck, kissing and biting gently down my chest until he reached my breasts. He took my nipple between his teeth, pressing down until I yelped in pain. His cock twitched at the sound of it, and he groaned as he lowered himself further to my sex, wrenching my legs apart.

His eyes bored into mine, and the first lick sent me straight into oblivion, my back arching in pleasure.

“You taste so sweet. You have no idea.”

His tongue lapped me greedily, circling my clit and delving into my pussy. I moaned, struggling against the ties that kept my hands together. I wanted to run my fingers through his thick, soft hair, but that was off the table tonight it seemed. He wanted to be in control, likely from feeling sonotin control since I’d left. I would let him do whatever he needed to and would enjoy every second of his delicious torment.

My breath quickened as my orgasm neared, a high-pitched whine escaping my lips. I was so close, just...

Suddenly, Mike leapt over, grabbing my chin and forcing his tongue into my mouth. I vocalized my disappointment, but enjoyed the kiss, leaning into him until he pulled back roughly. “You think it’s going to be that easy? No, you won’t come until I allow you to.”

He crawled up further until his cock was in front of my face. He leaned against the wall behind the bed with one arm for support, the other gripping the base of his shaft. His corded muscles twitched in the faded light. “Open.”

I did as commanded, and he began easing himself inside my mouth. Slowly at first, watching in awe as my lips enveloped him, hissing from the feeling of my tongue running along his skin.

He started thrusting faster, ignoring my grunts as his girthy length triggered my gag reflex and sent tears to my eyes.

“Take it, Lunessa. Your body was built for this. For me. You’re going to take my cock wherever and whenever I want to fuck you. Do you understand?”

He pushed himself up until his balls slapped my chin, then grabbed my hair roughly. “I asked you a question.”

I nodded, another stream of slick running down from me as he continued. I’d never known this kind of treatment could be such a turn on, but being the object of his desire was thrilling. I couldn’t believe I’d almost let a passing limerence, or four, come between us.

He didn’t stop punishing my mouth with his cock, going faster and faster until he groaned, thick ropes of cum exploding down my throat. “That’s a good girl,” he cooed. “Swallow it all. That’s your reward.”

I batted my eyelashes and nodded, doing as he instructed, licking my lips as he pulled himself out, his cock still pulsing.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect.” He kissed me again and backed away, his hand kneading my breast and pinching my nipple sharply. It slid down my abdomen back to my clit, rubbing it gently. “You’re so wet for me. You missed me, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” I moaned, writhing from his touch.

“Did anybody else touch this pussy while I was away?”

Why did it feel like he knew something strange had happened to me? He’d never been so jealous or insecure before. If we went to a bar or party and someone tried to hit on me, his reaction was usually to laugh because he was so confident that I would never leave him.

“No,” I breathed. It wasn’t technically a lie. Archer hadn’t touched me directly, at least.

His fingers slid inside me, circling my walls and pushing against my G-spot. I bucked my hips, desperate for more.

“Good, because who does this pussy belong to?” He whispered, his breath caressing my ear, his tongue running up the outer shell.

“You!” I cried. “Please Mike, fuck me!”

He chuckled, shoving his fingers in deeper. “Begging for more of my cock already? That’s why you’re special, Lunessa. You’re insatiable. And luckily for you, so am I.”

Then he flipped me over, my hands twisting in the leggings, and pulled my ass up into the air. He positioned himself behind me, clicking his tongue as he ran his hand down my back. A sharp crack on my ass cheek elicited a muffled scream as I buried my face in a pillow, and he soothed the pain by rubbing the skin with his palm.

Mike had jokingly spanked me in the bedroom before, but never like this. I clenched in anticipation of the next slap, yelping when it came swiftly after.

His fingers pushed inside me again, and he took my slick and applied it where he’d struck me. “This turns you on, doesn’t it? Getting punished for your bad behavior. You’re normally such a good girl and I don’t have to resort to such lessons, but perhaps it’s time for you to misbehave a little more often. Within reason, of course.”

He slapped me again and the slick ran down my leg in a steady stream. “Mike, please…” I begged. I knew this wasn’t my heat – I still had all my faculties, but for how horny I was, it might as well have been. My pussy was achingly empty, and I arched my back further.

“You’re so desperate for my cock, aren’t you?” He rubbed the head against my entrance, and I tried to push back into him. He tsked and slapped me one more time.

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