My Kitten (Bane: 2) (FINISHED)

8 - Runnaway

Bane

"Are you a sleepy girl?" I teased to Selene as she curled up with me.

She nodded lazily as I rubbed her back.

"How much of a sleepy girl are you?" I wondered, smirking.

She shook her head and snuggled closer.

"No?" I said. "No, you're not a sleepy girl?"

She shook her head again, imitating that she was a sleepy girl.

I just laughed softly, loving how she was defenseless when she was tired. "What kind of girl are you?" I asked her. "Are you a bad girl?"

She shook her head.

I smirked. "Oh, really? So you think you're a good girl?"

She nodded.

I smirked. "Oh, so you think you're not a bad girl."

She shook her head again, and I chuckled.

"You know..." I said, "liars don't get cuddles. And liars make good girls bad, and they mad bad girls worse. Bad girls don't get cuddles."

I pretended to move away, and she screamed—screamed—and clutched onto me, making me crack a smile.

"Did you just scream?" I said, amused.

"I'm a good girl," she told me. "Cuddle me now, Alpha."

"So demanding," I told her, "that makes me question if you're—"

"I'm a good girl!" she yelled. "Stop teasing me! That makes you a bad boy!"

"I am a bad boy," I told her, smirking as I rubbed my chin.

"Bad boys get punished," she told me.

I arched a brow. "Oh?"

She only set her head on my chest. "I will spank you. Cuddle me."

I smirked. "Oh... Oh. I get some... spanking?"

She raised her head to glare at me.

I smirked. "Selene... I have something to tell you."

She gave me a bored look.

"I've been a very bad boy," I said, and I saw a smile peak through her lips. "I must be punished."

She only rolled her eyes and set her head on my chest, making me sigh.

"I've been a bad boy," I told her, running my fingers through her hair. "How ever will you teach me?"

"Shut it, masochist," she told me. "I'm sleepy."

"But...." I pouted.

"I will murder you if you don't shut it!" she told me. "Shut it, you masochist!"

I smiled then. "Fine."

I set my head on hers, and she nestled into me. "Have I been a good girl?"

I gazed down at her. "You stole a rich man's wallet."

"So I've been bad...?" she whispered.

I laughed softly, gazing down at her. "Having second thoughts about cuddling?"

She then smiled evilly, and I gasped when she shot up and harshly slapped my behind, and I winced at the pain.

She suddenly scrambled off the bed, hair all tussled and tangled, and glanced over at me, those eyes daring.

I smirked. "Bad girl."

I then shot at her, but she laughed and launched toward the door, and I followed as she threw it open and continued down the hall.