This stunt proves it. Purchasing a kidnapped American female and holding her prisoner? Are they insane? She has family who will surely seek revenge, and this pack is ill-prepared for war.
And now I know what they think of me as their leader. I'm nothing more than a virile young stud to repopulate the Montelobo bloodline. A puppet or figurehead for the peasants to follow while they make decisions that profit only them.
I've been a goddamn fool. I stayed blind to this situation because I preferred not to see it. Just like I preferred not to return. Since my father's death and my mother's mental illness, the atmosphere at the hacienda has become oppressive, but I chose not to figure out why and fix it. I've failed my pack, and now Sedona is caught in the middle of a horrific power play.
Sedona sighs and rubs her nose in my chest hairs. My cock stretches even longer.
Maybe I should jack off again. Oh fates, now the image of spilling my essence over her gorgeous breasts careens into my mind and it's all over. Before I know it, Sedona's pinned beneath me, my cock straining in the notch between her legs. Her pussy moistens against my thick member, her ass presses against my loins, soft and inviting.
"What the-?"
The urge to penetrate her tight pussy and satisfy my wolf is so great, I can barely reason. Off. Get off her. Now.
I throw myself to the side, panting as if I've run a mile. "Lock me up," I rasp. "Put the cuffs on me, doll, or your innocence won't survive the night." I stretch my arm out and lock one wrist in the cuff, then reach the second toward the other cuff. "Do it," I bite out.
Her hands tremble as it snaps in place, which fucking slays me.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Sedona. I didn't mean to." Madre de Dios, I almost claimed the girl.
"It's okay." Her voice is shaky. She's on her knees, her glorious hair falling down across her breasts. She stares down at me. "What makes you think I'm innocent?"
"You said you hadn't been with a wolf."
"I'm not prude. And I hate the word innocent."
I stretch out my palms where they are cuffed. "Sorry." I can't decide if this is just the alpha female thing of not wanting to admit any weakness, or if she really is a virgin.
She flicks my ear with her finger. "I don't have a lot of experience. That doesn't mean I don't like sex."
Oh fates. Did she have to say that? I suddenly want to find out every single thing she likes about it. But anything I do to her in this cell would be akin to rape. She's here against her will. Thank the fates I'm cuffed and she's safe from me.
Sedona moistens her lips with her tongue and my hips snap in response. She catches the movement, but rather than frightening her, it makes her smile. "Hmm, I thought we took care of this." She grips the base of my cock and gives it a shake.
I groan. "Sit on my face," I plead. I need to satisfy her again, need to taste her nectar.
"I don't know," she says in a teasing voice. "I'm not sure you deserve this pussy after the way you just tried to attack me."
Oh fates. If she goes domme on me, I'm going to smack her ass red when I get out of these cuffs.
And that thought does nothing to ease my throbbing member. How I'd love to have this she-wolf face down over my lap, squirming while I deliver a little pain-pleasure. A correction for taking the lead when it belongs to me.
"Baby, you'd better not be keeping that pussy from me. I need to taste it. Now, muñeca."
Sedona's lips curve and her eyelids droop. She crawls up and straddles my face. "This pussy?"
I flick her clit with my tongue. "This pussy." It's torture not being able to use my hands, because I want to grip that lush ass of hers and pull her hips down at the perfect angle, but I have to settle with angling my head. I have her at my mercy for a moment, but she pulls her hips up, dancing away when it becomes too intense. She gets to set the pace, which drives me fucking insane.
"Get that pussy back down on me," I growl, infusing dark authority into my voice.
Her arousal floods her folds as she obeys, and I lap it up, teasing her entrance with my tongue, swirling over her clit.
She grips my cock again and I shudder, nearly coming from the sensation. "I guess I'm supposed to reciprocate."
"No, beautiful. This is for you."
She ignores me and leans down, putting her mouth over my cock.
I shout and flick my tongue over her clit like my life depends on it. She slides her hot wet mouth down, lower and lower, slowing when she reaches the back of her throat, then going on.
"Carajo... carajo. Muñeca, tell me you never deep throated those human boys of yours."
"You like that?" she purrs, but lifts her hips from my mouth and crawls away from me.
"What are you doing? Get back here," I demand.
She settles between my legs and smiles. "I'm not sure you're in any position to give orders around here, señor."
I yank at the chains holding my wrists and she laughs. "Sedona, there are consequences for she-wolves who tease."
Her smile grows broader. "Oh yeah?" She drops her head to take my cock between her lips again and I close my eyes, the sensation too pleasurable to withstand. She continues her tease, practicing her deep throat skills at her own pace, sometimes pulling off and gagging, but then going right back to it.
My canines lengthen, wolf ready to mark her. I close my mouth and turn my face away, not wanting her to see and be frightened. Not that my Sedona shows fear of much. Considering she's been kidnapped and held prisoner for days now, her resilience is stunning. Growls reverberate in my throat and I can't stop myself from jacking my hips up, thrusting into her mouth.