A couple of days had past since Dylan and I made up. It had been about a week since he had claimed me, and I didn't feel the intensity of the mark seem to die down. Every time I was around him I needed to feel him, I had the natural urge to submit to him.
It was about six in the evening, and I was lounging on one of the couches in our bedroom reading a book. The door handle twisted open and Dylan trudged in tiredly, making his way towards the couch I was on.
"How was your day?" I asked as he pulled me into his lap, my legs on either side of him and our chests facing each other.
"Fine, what about yours little mate?" he muttered, running his hands up my thighs and pushing my dress up to my waist, revealing my lacy panties.
"Good. You seem tense." I said, moving my arms around his neck for support. He continued rubbing up my thighs, only seeming focused on my body. He was very out of it.
"A couple of my board members are proposing new pack laws, but I've talked about it enough today. I just want to spend time with you, little mate." he explained, placing one of his hands to cup my pussy.
I didn't want to push it, he was already in a bad mood, so I decided to let it go for now.
His hands gripped my ass and pulled me even closer to him, and the hardness between his legs was apparent as it pressed into me.
"Do you feel that?" he asked in his deep, husky voice.
"Yes," I practically moaned. He could turn me on so easily it was astonishing. I began to sway my hips and grind up against him, the hardness in his pants twitching as he groped my ass.
"I haven't punished you yet." He reminded me.
"For what?" I asked innocently, slowly continuing to grind against his crotch. Hopefully I could distract him enough for now. I didn't want to be punished, I just wanted things to stay like this.
"For hiding from me," he growled sensually against my neck, deeply inhaling my scent afterwards.
"I don't think you need to punish me..." I responded, moving his hand up to my breast and allowing him to squeeze and feel.
A low growl escaped his chest in approval, but he soon shook his head slightly and seemed to come to his senses.
"You're a good girl when you want to be, but you need to be taught a lesson." he said, standing up and keeping me in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist.
"Okay." I said quietly.
I just wanted to get it over with quickly and do whatever he said so I could go back to cuddling him.
He placed me down in front of the bed.
"Strip." he demanded.
I pulled my dress over my head slowly and tossed it aside, before pulling my panties down to my ankles and unclipping my bra, my nipples hardening at the cool air.
"Bend over the bed." he said, and I was quick to do so. He took a leg in each hand and spread them apart a bit more so my pussy was visible to him. His fingers roamed around and he rubbed against my clit, causing me to let out a squeal.
"So wet so soon." he muttered, seeming satisfied as he continued to rub me.
Suddenly I felt a sharp pain as he spanked me, and I let out a surprised yelp. He keeps his hand on my ass, feeling around, almost looking for the next place to strike.
"Are you ever going to hide from your Alpha again?" he asked teasingly.
"No," I moaned out. Another slap came quickly after that, and it appeared he wasn't pleased with my answer.
"No, what?" he asked, pushing a finger inside of me.
"No, Alpha." I whimpered, pressing myself against him further.
"Mmm, I love how your body responds to me." he whispered, penetrating me faster with his finger.
"Who's pussy is this?" he asked, picking up the pace and causing me to shake slightly under him.
"Yours, Alpha." I moaned.
"Good girl." he said, rewarding me with another finger. I was a withering mess at this point.
"Who do you belong to, little mate?" he asked me, swiftly moving his fingers in and out of me at a delicious angle.
"You, Alpha," I shouted out, trying not to make too much noise even though he was driving me to the point of orgasm.
"Come for me." he instructed. It didn't take much more than that, my orgasm had built up and it released around his fingers right after he said to do so, my entire body shaking with intense pleasure.
Quickly I was brought to my knees before him, his hand tangled in my hair to hold me in place, and he tilted my head up to look at him. He paused and waited.
I knew what he wanted me to do. And it was something I'd never planned on saying, but it was almost as if he had this intense power over me and I couldn't help but give him what he wanted.
"I submit to you, Alpha." I said, his smile forming immediately after.
"That's right you do, little wolf." he growled, bringing me back to my feet and holding me against him.
I couldn't believe the words that had come out of my mouth. Why did I have such a strong desire to submit to him? Quite honestly, it might make things easier for me now.
Now that I had completely submitted it would be easier for me to follow his commands without hesitation, which is exactly what he wanted. Or maybe it would make disagreeing with him all the more unacceptable.
Only time would tell. For now, Dylan was extremely pleased with my behavior.
"Such a good girl..." He said, rubbing my sensitive clit as he held me against him. I was putty in his hands.
Something about him was so undeniable, and my head knew something about this was wrong, but in my heart it just felt so right.
"I love you, Dylan." I said, leaning up to kiss his neck.
"I love you too, little mate."
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