Page 19 of The Alpha's Temptation

I poked him hard in the chest. “You should be happy that I defeated Elijah without ever shifting into my wolf. It shouldn’t matter if I can or not. Me using only my fighting abilities has made our pack look strong.”

He growled. “It’s made you look weak.”

“It has not.”

“It’s made our pack look weak.”

“It has not!”

He snatched my chin in his large hand. “And I’m going to punish you for it.”

Warmth suddenly exploded through me, yet I wasn’t submitting that easily. “Oh yeah? And how are you gonna do that?”

“Don’t fucking test me,” he said, jaw twitching.

“I don’t think you have it in you.” I crossed my arms. “What if my dad finds out?”

“I don’t give a fuck if he does or not.” His eyes glowed. “You deserve to be punished.”

“You’re not going to do shi–” I started.

But before I could finish my sentence, he snapped his hand around my neck and pinned me to the wall, his body flush against mine, his hard cock on my stomach, and his canines lengthening. “Oh, I’m not gonna do shit?”

“No,” I said between gritted teeth, the air quickly leaving my body. I glared up at him through my lashes. “You’re not going to do?—”

Suddenly, I was on my knees, staring up at him again, but this time from farther down. With one hand laced in my hair, he undid the button on his pants with his other, yanking them off and pulling out his hard, thick cock.

I sucked in a breath and glared up at him, refusing. I knew what he wanted, and I wasn’t going to give it to him. Fuck no. If he wanted to punish me, then I could punish his ass right back.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded, using his alpha tone.

But I pressed my lips together. I wasn’t going to give it to him. Icouldn’tgive it to him.

“Open your fucking mouth or I’ll do it for you.”

When I didn’t respond, he squeezed my nose closed. I glared up at him, warmth flooding across my cheeks. If I didn’t open soon, I’d pass out. And my body wouldn’t let that happen. I’d be forced to open my mouth, and I didn’t want to.

No, actually. I wanted to, but I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much. Because if he wanted to go around flirting with other girls, then I’d show him what he was missing. But not before he forced me to.

“You’re going to open up for me, or I’m going to make you. There’s no fucking getting out of this, Livia.” He harshly drew his thumb across my lips, his eyes glowing. “I fuckingownyou. You’re mine.”

“Says the guy who planned to find himself another mate at the wedding–”

As the last words left my mouth, he shoved his fat cock between my lips, stuffing me full. My eyes widened, tears pricking at the corners of them, and I stared up at him, knowing that I had made a mistake.

He hadn’t forced me to do anything. My bratty ass couldn’t keep my mouth shut.

And he fucking knew I wouldn’t be able to. He knew I’d give in.

Lycos, I fucking hate him for that.

“Good fucking girl, for once.”

“Fuck you,” I growled up at him, my words muffled.

“That’s it, little mate. Gargle on that cock.” He shoved more and more of himself down inside me, filling my throat until my lips met the base. “This is your fucking punishment. You deserve it.”

I swallowed around him, over and over and over, trying to get air. But he didn’t pull out. No, he fucking shoved himself as deep as he could go and wrapped his hand around the front of my throat. One hand on my throat, the other laced in my hair on top of my head, he pulled me closer, somehow.

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