Leif had no idea
why he spoke so harshly to her. Even in his whispered voice, he knew he was
being cruel telling her this. Hell, he wasn’t even certain he’d be able to
follow through with any of it. Likely, his line would end with him because he
knew he’d never be able to fully part her from her offspring. That would make
him no better than the humans who kept his people prisoner. Perhaps he said it
because he knew he’d never be able to carry out his threat. Perhaps he wanted
her to think the worst because he knew there was no way he’d ever fully
disengage his heart from her, no matter that it would be the smart thing to do.
He wanted her to be as confused and hurt as he was, and this was the only way
he could think of to do it.
“But make no
mistake, you will be my wife. You
will learn to please me in everything. I may seek lovers outside our union, but
you will not. You’ll only know pleasure when I decide to give it, how I decide
to give it…and where I decide to give
it.”
Leif had her
wrapped tightly in his arms, one arm over her breasts while the other one lay
over her belly. Now, he slid his hand up her torso to cup one small breast in
his palm. Instantly, the nipple pebbled under his caress, as if straining for
his touch.
“Leif…”
“Be silent!” he
hissed. “You’re at my mercy, mine to do with as I will!”
Elsa’s soft body
trembled in his arms, her breathing deep and rapid. A perverse thrill went
through him at the thought of what he was about to do. How far would she let
him go before she protested? Not that he’d care. Leif would do anything and
everything he wanted to her. No matter they were in a cavern full of people. It
was best she realize exactly what her place would be and accept it now, before
they got to Denwulf.
Again, he
squeezed her breast, kneading it through the material of her tunic. She wore no
bra so it was impossible for him not to slide his hand under her top to find
her flesh. Leif could well imagine the plump blackberry peaks stiffening under
his fingers. Gods knew he’d dreamt about it often enough in the preceding days.
In his mind, he’d bitten those luscious nipples to the point of pain, watched
in sickening fascination as she cried out with a mixture of pleasure and
torment. He’d fantasized about taking her to the point of ecstasy only to
intensify the pain so that she fell from that crest without release.
“If you knew all
the things I’ve done to torment your little body in my mind since my
imprisonment, you’d try to run away screaming. You would get nowhere, but you’d
still try.”
“You want to hurt
me?”
“So much I ache
with it,” he snarled. “I want to pierce these nipples with the symbol of my
crest, forever branding you as mine. My possession. I want to tie you to a post
and lash that lovely skin until it bears my marks, letting you know you’ll
never be free of me. My cock aches to plunge into your little cunt, to push
past the ring of your ass until you feel my size so completely you’ll never
forget my touch. I want to take you so long and hard you pass out only to take
you again when you wake.” His grip on her breast tightened, but surprisingly,
Elsa arched into him. So he shoved her pants out of his way and slid his other
hand into her panties, cupping her sex.
“I bet you ache
with the need to be filled with my cock, don’t you.” He made it a statement.
Not that she tried to deny it. Good thing too because she was soaking wet. Had
she done so, it would only be another mark against her, another lie. Betrayal.
Leif pinched her
clit, tugging the sensitive nub until she shivered in his arms before releasing
her to stroke her sex again. Fingers wet with her desire, Leif rubbed little
circles over her clit to ease the ache he’d instilled. But not too long. He
didn’t want her to come. Not yet.
“I’ll bend you
over a rail and take you from behind in front of my men. You’ll be bound and
naked for all to see while I take my revenge. Just as I proclaimed you my mate-in-waiting
in front of them, I’ll let them all know you’re no longer my cherished mate.
You’ll be nothing more than a vessel for my pleasure.” His fingers found their
way inside her cunt, two, then three plunging inside her with faster and harder
strokes. “Ah, you’re growing wetter at the thought. Being my whore probably
turns you on more than being my wife.”
Elsa whimpered,
not denying his brutal words, but not acknowledging them either. Her silence
made his anger all the more heated. He wanted to hurt her, wanted her to
protest so he could remind her over and over she was at his mercy. Instead, she
seemed to accept her lot in life, and her place in his.
“Perhaps I’ll
share you with my men. Long days on the battlefield away from women or any
means of pleasure. You’ll be the camp whore. How would you like that?”
“I wouldn’t,” she
whimpered. “But I’ll accept whatever punishment you see fit.”
Leif wanted to
howl his frustrations. Did nothing shake her?
“Why do you not
beg for my mercy?” The question was harsh as he nipped her ear, a small
punishment for her not acting as he’d expected.
“Would it change
your mind?”
“No,” he growled.
“Then if I’m to
be humiliated, I’ll go to it with as much dignity as I can manage. But I won’t
fight you. I wronged you, Leif. No matter the reasons, I hurt you. However you
feel the need to punish me, I’ll accept it. It’s no less than I deserve.”
With a frustrated
snarl, Leif reached lower, sliding his fingers from her pussy to find her anus.
“You think I won’t ream this little hole?”
“I have no doubt
you’ll do everything you said and more,” she said without hesitation, her voice
steady. Brave little female.
“Yet you don’t beg
me to spare you? I had no dignity in that cell. What makes you think I’ll allow
you any?”
“Dignity isn’t
something you’re allowed to have. Not something you’re given. It comes from
inside, measured by how you handle a given situation. If you choose to strip me
down and take me in front of everyone, I can’t stop you. But I won’t beg you
not to. I won’t cry or plead. I’ll take my punishment as well as I can and hope
that you’ll someday believe I’ve paid my debt to you.”
Pulling her
tightly against him, Leif plunged a finger into her ass, fucking her there as
he might her pussy. Elsa whimpered, but actually rocked against his fingers
subtly. With that shift in her body, Leif’s cock shot hard as rock. He’d been
stirring before, but the idea that his little mate might like what he was doing
to her even as he punished her made visions of carnal sex and sadistic pleasure
flash through his mind with unadulterated, aggressive lust. Possibilities shot
straight to his brain, things he’d only ever dreamed about doing but never
thought to experience. He’d do them with her. Every single one of them.
“You like this,
don’t you? You want me to fuck your ass as hard and long as I need to. I bet
you’d come from it.”
“Leif,” she
whimpered, sweat coating her body as she continued to rock on his fingers.
“You need to
come?”
“Would you let me
if I admitted it?”
Sweet gods
almighty! If she’d phrased that any other way, if she’d sounded bitter at the
prospect he might not let her come, he’d have happily denied her. Now, Leif
wasn’t certain he could if he’d tried.
“Try it and see.”
“Oh, God, yes,”
she whispered brokenly. “I need it so bad it hurts!” She looked over her
shoulder, meeting his gaze with her fevered one. It hit him what she was doing.
He’d told her the same night she’d betrayed him to always look him in the eyes
when she came. Demanded it of her. She was complying with his wishes now. And
he couldn’t follow through.
Putting his hand
over her mouth, Leif forced her head back around so she looked away from him as
he snarled at her ear. “Then come for me.” At his command, Elsa’s little anus
contracted around his fingers tightly, her body convulsing slightly even as she
bit down on his hand to keep from crying out. Leif decided he must be a
sadistic bastard because while she came he continued to whisper harshly at her
ear. “That’s it, little mate,” he bit out. “Come for me. Every wolf here knows
what you’re doing, can smell your lust. They know I’m doing this to you, that
you’re coming so hard for me. Tomorrow, they’ll look at you, covet what I took
tonight. Only time will tell if they’ll have their turn at you.”
She continued to
come around his fingers. Briefly, Leif thought about taking his cock out and
sliding it into that impossibly tight little ass, but he wasn’t sure he was
ready to take that step yet. To bring her to orgasm was one thing. To take her
in that manner with others all around something else entirely. So he settled
with letting her ride out her pleasure until she stilled beside him, her body
continuing to quiver.
COMING SOON!
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