Pierce Me

Chapter Three

          

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Chapter Three

                "Punch me."

                "I'm not punching you."

                "Just do it. I can take it. I'm not a little pup. Just punch me." Dominic growled out, squaring his shoulders and standing closer to me. His expression was serious and determined. His form let me know that he was ready and was preparing himself for the impact. He really wanted me to punch him. He's such a joke.

                "Dominic, please get out my face." I sighed; already I was bored with whatever was happening. Dominic moved in closer, taking the initiative, he nudged my shoulder trying to knock me over or most likely aggravate me. I barely moved or showed that I was affected but the mother wolf took it as a threat. Standing up she growled warningly at Dominic. Her canines were bared and saliva began to drip from the sides of her mouth as she threatened him. Dominic glanced at her before moving his eyes back to me. His stance remained the same, he still wanted to fight.

                "Are you scared? You think I'll hit you back harder and you won't be able to take it?" I held back a laugh. Dominic smirked smugly above me; his confidence was rising for some reason. I wondered what was going through his head. Why did he suddenly feel that his balls had gotten bigger from the last time I had seen them?

                "You hit like a bitch," I remarked, rolling my eyes at the idiot and taking a needed step back. He was too close to me and the wolf in me plus the wolf by me were getting close to retaliating.

                "Hit me, Cyra. Come on, do it! I know you want to. Don't you get tired of being under me? Of me dominating you in every way possible? Not only do you submit to me in the bed but here al-" Then he shut up. With speed and precision my fist had come crashing up into his jaw with as much force as I could muster without threatening to break one of his teeth. I wouldn't want to do anything with him if he was missing any teeth. Especially in the front. He always knew how to rub me on the wrong way. Mentioning our sexual escapades was a sure way to make me want to dismember him. That was private, even if it included him, I hated when he mentioned it. I would've stopped having sex with him a long time ago simply because he loved mentioning the fact that we did it together. But he was the best and the most reliable person in my pack, to do that stuff with at least. I rather not make a train stop around each male member of my pack to find out if there was better. So, I was stuck with him.

A loud crack resonated throughout the cave and Dominic let out a cry of pain, stumbling away from me. Growling, Dominic spit out the blood that was pooling in his mouth before turning to me. His eyes were blazing with anger, the glow of his wolf let me know he was ready to attack. I didn't know why he was so mad. He asked me to hit him.

A roar left his mouth and I watched as his canines elongated before he advanced towards me again. I already knew he was going to try to punch me with his right arm; his dominate side, so I lifted my left leg into a high kick and knocked his arm away from me. In the process, he was pushed back again. This only seemed to anger him further; I could feel the fury rolling off his body. The mother wolf began to advance, another growl ripping from her throat. I met her with a growl of my own, low and calm so that she knew it was directed towards her. She stopped and looked up at me. I shook my head, letting her know I didn't need her help right now, and she lowered her head in mostly annoyance rather than surrender. A deep huff released from her mouth before she turned and went back to her area in the cave.