I don't know if I should let him continue or if I should stop him. He use one of his hands and pin my two hands above my head. As I try to break free his grip gets tighter.
"Keep your hands where I put dem baby girl or I will tie you up"
"And open your legs more he said as his grip loosen."
"Do you think I will fucking follow you" I deadpanned.
"As you wish baby girl" and within a split second he lifts me, hooking his hand under my ass and then finger straight into my pussy. He is trying to show me that he is in charge, I don't want to submit but he is too good of a dominant. I'm not sure whether I should let him go or stop him. He uses one of his hands to pin my two hands above my head. His grip tightens as I try to break free.
"Keep your hands where I put them, baby girl, or I'll tie you."
"And open your legs even more," he said, his grip loosening.
I deadpanned, "Do you think I'll fucking follow your orders?"
"As you please, baby girl," he says as he spins me around and starts spanking me. He's trying to show me that he's in charge; I don't want to submit, but he's too strong. You're hitting all the right notes. I begin wailing, both in pleasure and in pain. This sensation is pleasant; it's as if I can't stop myself from jumping him. He started kissing me from my neck to my shoulder and back again. I bite my lower lip to keep a few moans at bay.
"You don't have to hold back the moan because your body tells me what you want."
"Well, my body is lying—OH FUCK." I scream angrily. He huffed "Don't worry, save it for another day when I plunge my big cock into that tight drenched little pussy of yours that has been inviting me since I walked into this room." In my ears, he whispers. I turn around and my gaze shifts between his fully erect legs like a fucking rod. His dick appears larger and thicker than before, making my mouth water at the sight of his glorious erection, which sparkles with a layer of pre cum. Oh, GOD, I want to think about it.
"Stop this," I beg, closing my eyes, whimpering as a wave of arousal hits me harder when he pinches my clit hard, causing me to spread my leg wider, allowing his hand to maneuver more freely. His curled finger brushes up against my g-spot.
I never get to my g spot because my fingers are too small, but he did with his long sexy fingers. He pushes against it and makes me moan with pleasure, my leg trembling in a violent passion, but I still push against it, bending at the waist to increase the pleasure he gave.
He added another finger to heighten the rapture. I gave up the strength to fight him. I start tightening the inner muscle of his fingers in an attempt to reach my orgasm. I need to control myself or I'm going to fuck him right now. I thought to myself. Then, as he slowly pulled his hand away from my pussy, I grabbed hold of his with both of my hands and exclaimed, "What the fuck?" As I struggle for breath, my desperate body forces me to say this.
He pulls out his hand and he slides his finger glitter with my wetness over his lips "You have to earn my pleasure. baby girl ".
He takes my dress and places it in my hand. My eyes widened, unable to believe the stunt he pulls.
"Try it on"
I stood there motionless, pondering what to do next. How could he have broken through all of my defenses and abandoned me like this? How can he leave me like this? I want to argue, but will I have the right to do so? How can I force him to let me reach my full potential? Seeing me pose like a statue. He takes the dress from my grasp and places it on my body.
"Do not return near me, and do not return to my castle."
"I-I am," unable to think of anything to say, I run out, embarrassed, with tires running down my face. When I reached outside, I changed into my wolf form, a large white wolf with a pink mark on my chest. I often question my parents about why I have it. They always say, 'It's a gift from God, but it's not the right time to know about it.' Even as a child, being different caused me problems, and I still don't understand why I am different.
As soon as I get home, I get into the shower, fully dressed, and start crying.
The thing is, I'm so stupid that I let the alpha out of all people touch me. Even though I enjoy every minute of it. At the moment, I'm torn between wanting to be with him and wanting to kill him.
"I'm just going to sleep," he sighs.
After a few weeks, I decided it was time to see my friends again, and I did so. I called them to tell them I was alone and bored, and they said we were going to a club. I'm all dressed up and ready to go. My three closest friends, Amore, Brittney, and Chase, were there when I went outside. They greeted me with hugs and kisses, and I was overjoyed to see them.
"Well, well, look who called us," Brittney murmured.
"I thought you were mad at us, YK," Chase exclaimed.
"I'm so glad you called; it'll be like old times," Amber chuckled.
I just stood there and smiled at them, realizing what I was missing.
"I love you guys," I said as I hugged them.
"Let's get going, baes; I'll tell you everything in the car." Two hours later, I told them everything.
"This is so sexy, I should've been there," Brittney blushed.
"I'm going to kill him," Chase says.
"Awwww, but it's still bad," Amber said, her expression changing from happy to sad.
As we entered the club, I resolved to leave satisfied.
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Werewolf"Ohhh stop. It's too big, I can't handle.'' ''Who's pussy is this??'' ''M-m-mines'' ''Don't test me, baby.'' ''WHO'S PUSSY IS THIS'' ''YOURRRRS'' This story is about The Chosen Ones, Alpha King Tory Al Capone and Bella Mitchell. Bella was living a...