"Why do you fight them off? Do you care, or something?" I was now literally trembling in his arms, and it seemed to amuse him, more than it made him uneasy.
"Because I'm going to have your tight pussy once it's legal, little female, that's why."
I should've felt disgusted at those words, bitch slapped him, put him in his place- but they made a hot tingling sensation spread across my body like wildfire. I almost gasped at the pleasure.
He squeezed me tighter, like he knew what I was feeling, and placed me on the cold tiles. "Can you undress, or should I do it for you?"
"Why do I need to get into bath?" I whimpered, hugging my knees, my head foggy with fever.
"I already told you. Can't your smart human brain deduce that as well?"
"They sniff me?"
"That's right." He smiled lightly. "Good girl."
Now I moaned. I trembled like a baby bird and brought my fingers to my mouth, where saliva gathered like I was presented with the best meal in my life after having starved for a thousand years. And my meal was Kye.
"Undress me," I heard myself whisper, as tears started to gather in my eyes. No! Don't touch me!
"Hm, appetizing. You'll hate me, though."
"I'll hate you anyway."
Those words irked him visibly. A mean grin crept upon his face and he reached for me, pulling my mess of a body into his chest. I could feel his anger flowing through him, and it sparked through our clothes, directly into my body. It made me shiver and tremble like I never did before. The feeling ran down to my groin and made me ache even more.
"Fine then," he groaned, his voice dangerously low. "I'll undress you. Shall I make the heat disappear, while we're at it? Oh, I know, I'll make you suck me off. You can't resist a thing now, can you? You think it's only you restraining yourself? Get off my back. I have to go through this every single day. You know how hard that is? You think you're special? I haven't been able to get myself off with another bitch! It doesn't even come up anymore! All because of you, you little human female, all because of your ignorant ass."
All through his rant, all through his insults and strangely formulated compliments, all my feverish and burning up self could think of was 'mine'.
He was mine.
I wanted him mine.
So, I leaned up, brushed with my fingers over his clenched jaw, and planted a kiss on his cheek. Alright. Now he was mine.
Satisfied, I leaned back in his chest and released a content sigh, my lips curved into a smile.
"What the fuck, Ash, kiss my dick. Not my head." His entire body was straining, all his muscles tensed. I didn't understand why. I wanted him to relax, like me. I wasn't listening to him anymore. I was sinking into his embrace, barely noticing that my breathing was too quick to be normal.
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A Fine Line ✔️
Werewolf"Ash," he breathed, "We're getting dangerous here." "No head?" Something red flashed through his eyes, as the corners of his mouth tugged into a smile. "You're going to give me head, whether you like it or not. I meant that we can't turn back after...