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JACQUELINE

“Put me down, Wolf,” I shout, kicking and screaming from over his shoulder. It’s all I can do to keep myself braced up with my hands on his backside. “If you don’t put me down, I’m going to hurt you.”

Okay, I doubt I can hurt him. He’s a massive, solid wall of muscle.

“Settle down,” Wolf orders right before I feel a stinging bite to my bottom.

“Did you just spank me?” I shout, thrashing in his arms even more, doing everything I can to escape his grip.

Another stinging pain comes down on the other side of my bottom, causing me to go still for a split second.

“I’m going to make you pay for this,” I snap, giving up on holding myself up and start smacking him as hard as I could. Though it doesn’t seem to affect him as much as it hurts my hands.

After another moment or so, Wolf stops in front of a door, reaches into his pocket, and a second later, he steps into a room, using his foot to close the door behind us.

Three steps later, I find myself reeling backward, flopping down on a bed. Wolf doesn’t waste a moment of allowing me to get my bearings. No, in the next second, he’s on top of me. Mouth on mine.

I don’t know how it happens, but between one second and another, I go from fuming mad to wanting to tear his clothes off.

I try to jerk his cut off, wanting him naked and inside me, but Wolf rips his lips away from mine, grips my wrists, lifting them over my head. Before I know it, he’s got them cuffed, and I can’t move them.

Staring wide-eyed at him, I pant, “What are you doing?”

“I’m teaching my woman a lesson in what happens when she goes against me,” Wolf answers, a smirk playing on his lips. One I hadn’t seen before.

“Let me go, Wolf. This isn’t funny.”

Wolf dips his head down. “Do you trust me, Princess?”

What kind of question is that?

“Of course, I do.”

I’m in love with this man. How could I not be? He’s beautiful, inside and out.

“Then trust me as I do what I want to do to you right now.” Giving my bottom lip a nip, he draws away and climbs off the bed.

I keep my eyes on him as he pulls his cut off. Next, he removes his shirt. Then, toes off his boots and removes his belt. He drops his jeans, the hard jutting cock of his is thick and I want nothing more than to suck on it.

I lick my lips, staring at his cock. I bite back a moan at the thought. When he wraps his fingers around his shaft, my eyes fly up to meet his.

“You want my cock, Jacqueline?”

“Y-yes,” I stammer.

“You’re gonna get my cock, I promise you that, but you’re gonna get it. First things first.” He reaches into his nightstand, grabs a pocketknife, and cuts through my shirt along with my bra, exposing me to his gaze.

“Did you . . . you just cut my shirt open?”

“Yeah, I did, Princess,” he remarks, grinning while reaching down and yanking my pants down. I guess I lost my flip-flops along the way somewhere.

With my body on display, Wolf rakes his eyes over me and licks his lips.

Coming back onto the bed he straddles my chest, his cock close to my mouth.

“You’re gonna suck my cock, Princess. Take what I give you. When I’m ready, you’re gonna take everything I give you. Now, open that pretty mouth.”

Without thinking I do as he says, his cock right there as I do so.

Wolf takes his time, sliding his cock in my mouth.

I clasp my lips around him and swirl my tongue around the head with each thrust he gives me.

When he finally reaches the back of my throat, I swallow, taking him in.

I’ve taken him like this before, I mean to the back of my throat.

I’d been on my knees for that, not on my back, cuffed to his bed.

He keeps a gentle momentum, one I find torturous.

I need more, but it’s like he’s refusing to give me what I want. Is that what he meant by punishment?

God, I hope not.

I strain against the cuffs keeping me from touching him, only to hear him chuckle.

“Poor, Princess, you want to touch me, don’t you?”

Yes. Yes. Yes.

The words scream in my head. But I was also staring up at him. I’m sure he can see the answer in my eyes. I want to touch him. To wrap my hand around his cock.

“Too bad you had to go and not listen to me. Maybe next time, you’ll listen to me when I tell you to do something.” Wolf thrusts deeper and groans. “Fuck, I love how good your mouth feels. The sight of you takin’ my cock like this has me ready to blow.”

God, yes, please do.

Rather than doing that though, Wolf pulls his cock from my mouth and slides down my body. Slides between my legs, eyes on me.

“I was going to tell you tonight that your brother and I are ensuring your safety and have sent the message out that not only do you have your brother’s protection, but the club’s as well. This doesn’t completely guarantee anything won’t happen, it’ll still help.”

Why Wolf is telling me now, of all times, is baffling to my senses. I didn’t want to think of that. I wanted to think of all things pleasurable that involve him.

“Why are you telling me this now?” I ask, panting as he runs his tongue along my neck and downward toward my breasts.

“Because I want you to understand that though you have protection, you still need to be cautious and always call me.”

Call him?

That’s why he’s telling me this?

“Wolf,” I call his name, but it was more of a whimper.

“You understand what I’m telling you, Princess?” he asks. “You don’t call me when something happens, no matter how little it might seem, I’m going to make you pay for it.”

That said, he laps at one nipple and nips at the other.

Gasping, I jerk against the restraints.

“Answer me, Princess.”

“Y-yes, next time I’ll call.” I pant, arching into his touch.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, blowing a breath against one nipple and switches to suck on the other.

“Oh God.”

It’s all I can do to keep from yanking to get free. I wanted to be free. I wanted to touch him as he’s touching me.

Wolf takes his time, lapping and sucking, switching between both breasts giving them the same amount of attention as the other.

When he moves farther down my body, I’m more than a little worked up. Okay, so a lot worked up. I want him inside me. I need to feel him moving in my pussy.

“Next time I have you restrained like this, I’m gonna make sure to have your toys with me.”

“You’re gonna be the death of me,” I tell him, wiggling around, sweat beading my body.

“It’ll be a good death, I promise you.”

The first lick of his tongue on my entrance sends a jolt along my spine down to my toes, making them curl.

I don’t know how long he torments me with his tongue. Drawing me close to the edge of one orgasm after another. I lose track of how many times he brings me close, only to stop.

“Please, Wolf, please fuck me. I can’t take it anymore.”

“You learn your lesson, Princess?” he asks, blowing a breath against my clit.

“Yes,” I cry out.

The word barely leaves my lips before his lips latch onto the little nub, and I scream, coming like I’ve never come before. It’s like my orgasm is ripped right out of me.

Before the last ripple leaves me, Wolf is up and surging inside me, not going slow.

He plows into me, making the bed shake. The whole time he thrusts, my body feels like it’s on fire with desire.

One releases washes into another, like it’s never-ending.

All I can do is clamp down on him and hold him to me with my legs the best I can.

Wolf’s release pulses inside me. I could feel it jetting, coating my walls with each jerk of his cock.

Between one moment and the next, I find myself released and in his arms.

“Fuck, Jacqueline, you’re fuckin’ prefect. Made just for me. I’m never letting you go.”

Those are the last words I hear before I drift off into a delightful slumber. Though I thought the same, he was made for me just as I was for him.