Chapter 58 : heated claim 2
Heated claim \[2\]
Milo pov
There was nothing soft about the kiss. It was hot, demanding, and claiming. Everything deep down I wanted. My back ached in pain, his grip on my chin becoming more painful as time went on, but he didn’t stop, not even for a second.
He devoured me, like I belong to him, and maybe I belonged to him. My fingers flared uselessly in the air, tangling in his shirt, as I tried to clutch something, anything at all, as the heat roared inside my head like thunder.
I tried to match up to his intensity, kissing him back with every amount of fervor and ferocity like I would fall apart if I didn’t. My vision exploded with stars. The taste of master was warm, dark, and intoxicating to me.
A soft, involuntary sound slipped from my throat, and I felt the deep rumble of satisfaction from his chest in response. His hands trailed down traces of fire to the small of my back, pressing me hard against him. while his other hand still held my jaw, keeping me in place as if he feared I would run away… As if it was even possible to.
Master bit my lower lip, not enough to draw blood but enough to make me gasp in pain. That was all it took… for him to dive in like a hungry beast.
Stars exploded in my head. master's mouth ravaged my mouth like a raging storm, his grip on me tightened, like he couldn't get enough of me. Like he was a starved beast, and it was the only meal that would satisfy him. The kiss turned messy as time went by, our breaths coming out in a ragged burst.
Every slide of his mouth against mine felt like a fire that was licking across my veins. I spread my legs wider, rolling my waist against his, as I felt his hard bulge pressing against my ass.
A needy moan tore from my throat, and he swallowed it greedily, his hand on my waist becoming more painful, as he kissed me harder, and deeper like he wanted to reach my soul.
The need for air made us separate but that was only for a moment. I took the opportunity to shift, straddling him to create more space and friction between us. My body felt like it was on fire, my veins were on fire, all my nerves were ignited like a light bulb. His manly scent surrounded me, clouding my head, my own scent spilling uncontrollably in response to his own.
I needed more, I wanted more so badly I grounded my hips against his. The movement sent a sharp wave of electricity down my spine. My wolf howled in approval.
A snarl ripped from his chest, vibrating through my body. His hands wrapped around me before finally settling on my ass cheeks squeezing it painfully. before a spanking sound echoed in the room.
I gasped loudly, A mixture of pain and pleasure tore through me like electricity, and before I could react, his mouth devoured mine again, this time rougher and deeper.
I clung to him for dear life, holding my master tightly on his neck for survival. His hands roamed around my back, spanking my ass with reckless abandon, as dirty sounds of my moans filled the room.
My ass was on fire, from master manhandling treatment. I ached my back, My hungry hole begging to be filled to the brim.
“Fuck me master” rolling my hips more and more on his huge cock, I sounded so desperate, that even a whore would smack her face in shame.
a guttural growl tore from him, so primal it made my whole body shiver. His fingers dug into my sides, holding me still.
“Milo,” he grunted, his fingers dug into my thighs to hold me still, “don’t…”
But my body wasn't listening, “Please master…”
I felt his fangs graze my neck. I trembled like a possessed demon, My wolf immediately surged to the surface, and unconsciously I bared my neck in submission, giving him space.
My heart pounded furiously, my wolf all but purred in anticipation.
“Master…” I gasped, barely recognizing my own voice.
This was it…, master would mark me tonight. Different emotions flowed through me.
But I didn’t feel the sharp pain I was expecting...
Master pulled back suddenly, like he had touched a live wire. My wolf whined, All the fire and heat that pooled inside my body vanished like a fire that was doused with water. The suddenness made me whimper at the empty feeling, from lack of master's warmth.
Then, without saying a word, he lifted me effortlessly into his arms. My legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he carried me in a strong strides, toward the bed, his grip on my thighs.
He wants to mark me on the bed. My heart leapt, foolishly hoping…
But when he set me down on the bed, it wasn’t what I expected…
Master didn’t follow me down like I expected. Instead, he towered over me like a mountain, looking at me like I was a mystery he couldn't fathom. Then he exhaled sharply, almost like he was… reining himself in.
“Goodnight, Milo,” he said slowly, turning away.
The word hit me like I was suddenly poured cold water. “What…?” My voice filled with disbelief.
I reached for him without thinking, but he was already walking toward the other side of the bed.
My Wolf hopeful growl turned into a frustrated and sad whine. My breath hitched, I sat up straight, watching him with half hooded eyes as he undressed with careless abandon in front of me, wearing his night clothes slowly and deliberately that frustrated the hell out of me.
My wolf lior wanted me to match over there and take what we wanted, but I knew with my Hu sense that that would surely be the death of me.
Without looking at me, He simply lay down, closing his eyes as if I was invisible. his breathing evening out in seconds.
I sat frozen, my brain still trying to process what was happening. My body tingled with remnants of adrenaline that still flowed through my body. My dick throbbed painfully in my boxers, but there was nothing I could do about it.
disappointment washed over me, tears welling up in my eyes, But I bit my teeth to stop it from flowing. I thought about dragging my sorry ass away to my only safe haven, my cage, But as I made to stand up, a firm hand grabbed my waist, stopping my movement.
“Stay,” he murmured, in a drowsy but firm voice.
His warning barely registered in my head, before he yanked me back down with force. pulling my back flush against him. His strong arms wrapped around me like a fortress.
My stomach twisted with dread. All through my life, It has never been heard before that a pet sleeps on the same bed with her master…,
“Master…” I tried to reason with him
“Sleep” came his reply, the same tone like someone that was Sleep talking.
There was no escaping it. His hold was unbreakable no matter how I tried to break free.
Having no choice, I stayed, pressed to the heat of his chest, while my mind starts to run wild,
What if somebody stumbles in and sees me in my master's bed?
What if he didn't really mean that I should stay in his bed?... What if he had meant somewhere else, like the ground? or…
My heart raced for different scenarios and scenes that continued to pop up in my head like a series of horror movies.
Exhaustion caught up with me, as sleep slowly claimed me, all the while I continued to pray that I would get into trouble for not sleeping in my cage.
but unknown to me, I completely missed the evil smile that curled up my master's lips in the dark.