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CHAPTER FIVE

ZURI

When the door opened again, there was complete silence. Then, I heard that low, sinister chuckle that both sent shivers down my spine and made me clench and ache in all the right places.

“Look at you,” he said, walking into the room. He hooked a finger into my underwear, pulled gently, and let it slap against my hip. “How many times have you come without my permission?” he asked, pulling the vibrator out of my panties and tossing it.

All I could smell was the stench of blood all over him. What had he done?

Suddenly, he slapped a hand down on my clit, and I gasped, pressure building up inside me.

“How many times?” he asked. When I didn’t answer him, he slapped my pussy again, pulled apart my folds, and tasted me himself, his tongue ring flicking against my sensitive and swollen clit. “How many fucking times?”

“Three,” I whispered, pulling on the restraints. My mind was telling me that I really shouldn’t be here because he was batshit crazy … but my wolf and I wanted to be devoured by our mate. “What’d you do to them?” I asked before I could stop myself.

His pierced tongue flicked out against my clit again, hitting me exactly where I needed it, and I moaned out loud, pleasure rushing to my core. He pushed a finger into me and pumped it in and out of me slowly.

“All you need to know is that I took care of them for you, baby.” He pulled the blindfold off me and finally let me see him.

Lying between my legs, he stared up at me with those dark brown–almost black–eyes that almost looked black from this angle. One hand was sprawled over my stomach, gripping and tugging on it gently.

“No more questions,” he said, resting my thighs on his muscular, tattooed shoulders. Every muscle in his abdomen was flexed hard as he pumped his fingers into me again. “Lie back and be a good girl for me.”

He flicked his tongue over and over against my clit, his tongue ring rubbing against it and making me clench even harder. I squirmed under him, my hips moving from side to side as he continued to eat my pussy until I was about to come again.

But just as I was about to, he stopped, slapped my clit, and stared down at me with those cold yet devouring eyes.

After crawling off the bed, he undid the rope around my ankles and started to unbuckle his belt, pulling it off and tossing it onto the bed next to me.

I watched him tug the button off and push down his pants, leaving him just in his tight gray briefs.

He was hard, his huge cock pressing against the thin material. I swallowed, feeling the heat warm my core, and bit my lip. Goddess, he was going to be inside of me tonight. Alpha Stone would be filling me with his thick cock, pounding into me, loving me.

Once he pushed down his briefs, he wrapped his hand around his cock and walked over to me, climbing onto the bed and rubbing the head of his pierced cock on my lips. “Get the head wet for me, baby.”

He thrust a couple of inches of himself into my mouth, and I wrapped my lips around his head, my tongue flicking out against his cock ring. He groaned against me, his hand laced into my hair.

“Fuuuck,” he said, reaching between my legs and fingering my pussy again as I sucked him off.

All I could hear were the wet sounds coming from me that were meant for him.

“I’m going to fuck you so fucking good, baby,” he said, pushing his cock a bit deeper down my throat. “Make sure that you know I love every single inch of you.”

When my pussy tightened around his fingers, he smirked.

“Please,” I tried to say, but he only pushed himself deeper until he was almost hitting the back of my throat and making me gag. I stared up into his dark eyes, taking in those tattoos that covered his body and that tongue ring that I could see just past his parted lips.

He pulled himself out of my throat, stuck his wet fingers into my mouth, and said, “Suck my fingers like a good fucking girl.”

Willingly, I sucked off my juices. He grasped his cock, stroking it roughly, and crawled between my legs, letting the head of him brush against my entrance.

He left sloppy, wet kisses from my breasts to my neck, and when he reached my throat, he paused and let his canines brush against my soft spot.

“Mine. You’re fucking mine. Nobody else touches you. Nobody else looks at you. Nobody fucking bullies you again.” He grasped my chin roughly in his hand and forced me to look into those dark eyes. “Tell me you understand, baby.”

My heart pounded as I stared at those long, vicious canines, my wolf just waiting for them to be inside of me. He pressed the head of his dick against my entrance.

When I didn’t answer, he growled, “Tell me.”

“I understand,” I whispered.

And then he thrust his long, hard cock right inside me. Inch by inch, he pushed himself into me until he was balls deep.

“Stuffed full,” he groaned into my ear. “Your pussy feels so fucking good.”

I clenched around him and moaned out loud, arching my back, the pressure rising in my core so damn quickly. I had never been with a man like him, never been with someone who wanted me to know just how much more I deserved and who would defend me without even knowing me.

“I’m going to come,” I whispered, squeezing my eyes closed.

He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, the metal from his tongue ring flicking out against the hard bud, and pounded harder into me. My legs started to shake, but I kept my feet planted on the mattress.

He tugged on my nipple, his teeth biting hard into it, and let it go.

I squirmed in his hold, unable to stay still as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me.

After a few moments, he stilled inside of me and grunted against my ear.

I relaxed against his body and closed my eyes, the pleasure making my legs tingle in delight.

“Mine,” he growled against my lips. “You’re mine now.”