Diya - The Human Mate

32. Punishment time, dear mate.

♦ Diya ♦

"What if I am not your mate? I am not even a werewolf like you."

Just as those words left my mouth I don't know what spirit got into him. He gripped on my thighs and jerked me dangerously close to his body. For a second, my eyes went wide in shock and I almost yelled.

His scent didn't take long to reach my nostrils. It was strong even after the whole day has passed. I hope I don't sneeze.

The way his dark prey eyes held my gaze I had totally forgotten what was I speaking. I tried to question him what his intentions were but he shushh-ed me before I could even utter a word.

I really didn't like this effect of him on me. What does he think of himself? Huh!

Just then he started his evil torture. In a teasing slow pace, his palm traced from my thighs till waist giving me goosebumps all over my skin.

Oh god!

I couldn't help but breath deeply when his hands gripped my waist and as if like a feather placed me in his lap.

In the reaction my hands unknowingly clutched his shoulders. I couldn't understand what was going on inside his head. I was startled for sure. He was a lot intimidating and I didn't intent to wake up the angry wolf. No, not safe for my dear life.

I had this strong feeling his intentions weren't nice. The way his gaze was so cold, it was making me feel scared.

I gulped.

"Punishment time, dear mate." I felt shivers run down my spin as his rough voice came.

What the bloody hell? What does he mean by punishment? Has he gone crazy?!

Suddenly, he started tracing his fingers on my lower back and I couldn't help but arch my back. I hated how he made me go out of control. His touch was perilous, his magical fingers were making me forget about my surroundings as if casting a spell on me. Then his fingers flied to my ear lobe and to my neck slowly. Even though, his nails were finely cut when he applied pressure, it scratched my skin giving tingles to my core, deliciously.

Argh!

A gasp escaped me as his hand gripped on my nape pulling me close to his face. And the bell rang to me as suddenly the sick craving evoked once again when his dark as devil eyes got fixed on me.

"You never listen to me, no?" His tone was low and deadly. Very deadly to the point I lost my voice. I didn't know how to react.

His eyes gently fell on my lips and next I felt his thumb grazed my lower lip igniting the fire inside me.

I scowled when he said, "You do know why you're getting punishment, right?" His horse voice didn't fail to give me those ridiculous chills. Bloody hell, stop!

The position we were in didn't help a bit.

But wait! What the fuck had gotten into him?! Just because I didn't listen to him once he was acting like a psychopath? Is he into crazy shit? I was feeling strange type of feelings. I didn't want him to see my weakness. He wasn't winning again! Not at all. Ugh.

Pull your shit together, Diya!

I reminded myself I won't let him win. I was going to make him beg! No, I won't let him have his way! I laughed evil way internally as I knew what I had to do now.

Inevitably, an evil smirk slowly crept up on my lips as I dropped my hands on his thighs and gave him similar torture. I traced my hands towards his private region.

Suddenly my hands were yanked and locked behind my back. No! I was pulled further into him. "Aah" I couldn't hold the bloody moan back as my core pressed onto his hardness. I instantly bite on my lower lip pressing my eyes close. The feeling was so sick I couldn't help but savour the feel of him.