"Tsk tsk, ángel. That earned you even more punishment." I can't stop the grin from stretching across my face. My wolf loves the chase as much as she loves to run. I hold her wrists down beside her head and take a moment to drink her in. So lovely. Her thick, glossy hair cascades in waves around her head, her cheeks carry a pretty flush of color.
I bend my head to her breasts and bite each nipple through the black lace of her bra, then fasten my teeth around the center of it and tug.
"Wait, wait, wait." Sedona struggles against my grip on her wrists. "I'll take it off, Carlos. Don't rip it. I love this bra."
"I do, too." I waggle my eyebrows and release her wrists, help her peel the straps down her arms and unhook the fastener in the back. I use the bra to wrap her wrists together, then I fasten them to the iron bedpost at the head of the bed. "Do not move, Sedona," I warn. "Or you'll rip your favorite bra. I will be back in two minutes."
"Wait!" She twists around, her eyes flying wide.
She doesn't like being left in such a vulnerable position. Oh fates, I hope this isn't bringing back a bad memory. I'd only hoped to make good ones. I climb back over her and kiss the sensitive skin on the insides of her arms. "You know you can get out of this with little effort, right, ángel? I promise I'll be right back. Three minutes-tops. I just need to get something from my room. Okay, beautiful?"
She nods, visibly relaxing.
I unzip her knee-high boots and slide them off her feet, along with the thin nylon socks she wore underneath to make her more comfortable. To re-set the mood, I make my face stern. "You use this time to think about what your punishment should be, little white wolf. And we'll see if our ideas mesh when I return."
When she rolls her hips, I'm reassured she's not afraid or traumatized. My she-wolf likes what I plan for her. I take Sedona's key and slip out of the room to jog two floors down to mine, where I retrieve the bag of toys.
My eyes lock on Sedona the moment I walk in and I'm unable to look away. Everything about her is mesmerizing-the smooth cream of her skin, the peaks of her breasts. The flat, fluttering belly, her smoothly waxed mons. She watches me, twitching her thighs together like she needs relief. I definitely plan to give it to her. After a fair bit of torture.
"Oh, ángel." I quickly unbutton my shirt as I stalk to the bed. "I can't believe I left these perfect nipples unsucked." I shuck the shirt and climb over her, delighting in the shiver that runs through her body the moment my legs straddle her thighs. I flick one nipple with my tongue, once, twice, coaxing it into its stiffest peak. Then I latch my lips over it and suck, hard.
She moans and arches, throwing her head back, chin toward the ceiling.
"Lovely, lovely girl."
"Carlos." I love hearing her say my name so breathlessly.
"That's right, ángel, Carlos brings you pleasure. Only Carlos."
She wriggles, pants, whimpers. "No."
"No?" I stop torturing her worship-worthy nipple and lift my head.
She shakes her head then changes it to a nod. "Yes. Wait-"
I don't move. I know she's confused-hell, I'm confused, too. But I definitely don't want to move in for the kill if she's going to hate me afterward.
"Carlos-what are you doing?"
I crawl backward over her luscious body to settle between her legs. Sliding my hands under her buttocks, I lift her core to meet my mouth and take a long lick. "Punishing you."
Her entire body jerks and the cry that comes from her lips has me groaning with desire. My cock aches to be inside my beautiful mate.
"You deserve this punishment, don't you, beautiful? For being a terrible cock tease?" I flick the tip of my tongue over her clit.
She makes a sound resembling ooh-ooh as she thrusts her pelvis toward my mouth.
"That's it, doll." I suction my lips over her little swollen bud and take a draw.
She squeals, thrashing her legs around my ears.
"I have big plans for you, little she-wolf. And they all involve you naked and at my mercy."
Her pussy gushes moisture and it's all I can do to keep from yanking my dick out and sinking into her tight channel.
But I want to take my time with her tonight. My plan had been to re-forge intimacy and that means drawing this out. Even if it takes all night.
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Sedona
Somewhere in my brain lies the urge to protest this unexpected turn of events. I'd planned to punish Carlos with my red dress and appearance in a bar, now he's wrested all control from me.
But I'm not feeling weak. On the contrary, being the object of Carlos' singular focus, seeing the dark need and lust swirling in his gaze sends power coursing through me even though I'm the one tied up.
He takes another pull off my clit, then rolls me onto my stomach, taking care to adjust the bra binding my wrists to keep my arms comfortable.
My mind may have a few reservations, but my body's clearly on board with whatever Carlos is planning, because I lift my ass, giving him a better view of my most intimate parts.
"Mmm." Carlos grabs a proprietary handful of one cheek, squeezing roughly. "You keep that ass rolled back for me, ángel, show me you can take your punishment like a good girl."
My insides turn liquid, heat building in my core. I love Carlos' dirty talk-this game he's playing with me. I expect him to crawl up and enter me from behind-I crave that, actually, but I hear him rummage in the bag he brought and the flick of something plastic, like the flip of a lid.
When he pries my butt cheeks apart, I freak. Tugging on my bound wrists for leverage, I pull my knees up under me, and crawl away.