Chapter 142


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    At first I think Sinir is angry, but then his lips part in a lethal grin and a growlingugh vibrates in his


    chest. He slides his hand over my cheek and around my nape, tangling his fingers in my wet hair. “Do


    you know what it means, to top from the bottom, little wolf?” He inquires ominously, his thumb


    massaging my neck in steady circles.


    “No.” I reply, shifting nervously from foot to foot.


    His demeanor is so predatory, so foreboding, ànd I know I’ve miscalcted in my attempt to hurry him


    up.


    “It’s when you try to get your own way by provoking or manipting me, using reverse psychology.” He


    exins darkly, “It’s an attempt to take control from your Alpha, your mate, without them realizing


    you’re doing it.” Sinir prowls forward, and I instinctively retreat, moving backwards until my back


    collides with the tile wall. My heart hammers in my chest, and Sinir rumbles with satisfaction as he


    watches me try to cope with his dominance. “I was willing to let you get away with making mee too


    soon because I knowhow hard it’s been on your generous heart to always be on the receiving end in


    the bedroom, but your mischievous wolf needs to know she can’t trick me into doing things her way.”


    “And h-how are you going to teach her?” I ask nervously, a shiver racing down my spine when his


    green eyes sh with some unnamed emotion.


    “Well, I was nning on taking things slowly but making it as fun for you as possible.” Sinir shares,


    sliding his knee between my thighs. “Now I think I might just drag it out, make you work for your


    pleasure. What do you think about that?”


    I”m tempted to roll over and simply ept my defeat, but my traitorous wolf rankles at his suggestion, I


    can feel her rising up inside of me, and I revel over how different it is to exist in this body now that I’m


    sharing it with a full-fledged wolf. In the past my inner voice has been afort or friend, and more


    rècently a conundrum, now I feel like she’s at the wheel and I’m merely along for the ride. “I think that’s


    a terrible idea.” I hear myself reply, my voice decidedly sullen. “I shouldn’t have to wait at all when I’ve


    already been without your mark for so long.”


    Sinir chuckles, reaching behind his body to shut off the shower tap. He sweeps my feet off the


    ground, carrying me out of the shower and not bothering to dry me off befòre unceremoniously tossing


    me into my nest. I hiss and bare my fangs at him for the offense, but all this does is cause Sinir to


    roll me over and pepper my bottom with swift spanks, holding me in ce with a hand on the small of


    my back. I howl and protest, but he doesn’t listen.


    Despite myself, I can feel heat pooling between my legs, and there’s something so satisfying about


    feeling Sinir take me in hand this way. I me my wolf – the ridiculous creature loves his dominance


    in a way I don’t quite understand, but she and I are one now. I find my hand trying to sneak down


    between my legs as he punishes me a jolt of utter rapture pulsing through me when my fingers connect


    with my clit.


    Realizing what I’m doing, Sinir flips me onto my back. “I thought I told you that your pleasure


    belongs to me, mate.” He rumbles, seizing my hand and sliding my fingers into his mouth, licking the


    wetness from my skin. “I see I’m going to have to take things up a notch.”


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    Sinir pins my hands on either side of my head, “


    Tell me now, baby. Will you be okay if I restrain you?”


    Unlike before, his phrasing doesn’t trigger my past. Instead it sends my foolish wolf into a fresh fit of


    rebellion. “I’d like to see you try.” I challenge, wriggling against his hold.


    Before I know it, my wrists and ankles are cinched to the four corners of the bed, and I’m spread-eagle


    on the mattress, immobile andpletely vulnerable. For a second I start to panic, but the moment


    Sinir hears my he art rate increase, he rests his palm on my belly and leans over me so I can see


    his face. “You’re okay, trouble. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”


    My wolf settles, knowing she’s safe in her mate’s hands, and I submit myself to Sinir’s retribution.


    “So lovely.” He observes, petting my swollen sex. “So slick and sensitive.” His thumb works tight circles


    on my clit as he leans down to tease my nipple with his tongue, and I lift my hips to meet his touch,


    biting back my needy moan. I’m already so turned on from the shower and his spanking, so it doesn’t


    take long before I’m teetering on the edge of an orgasm. Unfortunately Sinir is so tuned in to my


    body’s cues that he senses my imminent peak, and pulls back at thest moment.


    I cry out in frustration when his stimtion disappears, whining into the air and ring at my mate.I


    know he’s nning on doing the same thing over and over again, but this knowledge only makes me


    more defiant. Sinir lowers his lips to mine, stealing a kiss as he croons, “Such a fierce little wolf.” I


    nip his lower lip, hard enough to draw blood, and he swats my neglected cleft, obviously not the least


    bit concerned with the crimson liquid pooling at the corner of his mouth.


    Over the next hour, he manages to repeat the same tortuous pattern over and over again. Using his


    hands and mouth he brings me to the very edge of ecstasy before pulling back at thest second,


    léaving me disappointed and desperate. I arch into his touch wherever it’s offered, eventually begging


    him for the release he withholds. Still he doesn’t give in, continuing his relentless pleasure campaign


    until I have no more defiance to wield against him.


    Only when my eyes are full of tears and my vicious snarls have turned to whimpering moans does he


    untie my hands and feet from the bed. He rolls onto his back and encourages me to sit astride him.


    Finally free to climb atop him and seek my own pleasure, I balk at Sinir’s massive size. I’m not sure


    if I can take him all, but Sinir sits up, cupping my face in his hands and stealing breathless kisses


    from my lips. “You’re in control, baby just this first time.” He intimates gruffly.


    But I only have so much control. If you don’t act soon, I’m going to take you whether you’re ready or


    Being ready isn’t the problem, I think wryly. I’m so ready I could scream. The true issue is whether I can


    handle such a man, but I suppose the only option I have is to try. I carefully center the red head of


    Sinir’s cock at my entrance, certain that I’m going toe to pieces the moment he’s inside me.


    It doesn’t actually happen that quickly, because it’s Mo easy feat cramming his girthy length into my


    tight tunnel. Still, as soon as my hips settle against his, Sinir rocks up into my heat, rubbing his cock


    head against that special spot inside me and setting off fireworks in my body. All of a sudden thest


    hour of stimtion crashes over me in a stunning haze of lust and I detonate around him.


    “That’s it.” Sinir encourages, beyond caring about anything other than our mutual release. “


    Such a good girl,ing all over my cock.” I toss my head back and cry out as he lifts my hips and


    begins thrusting into me at a relentless pace, even though I’m the one on top. It doesn’t take much to


    send me over the edge again, and Sinir’s deep voice and dirty words only egg me on.


    “Fuck, you’re so tight, baby.” He purrs. “I could stay here forever. Night and day.” Sinir kisses his


    way down my neck, and all I can do is hang on for dear life. “Perfect, just like that, gorgeous.”


    I lose track of how many times I climax, but Sinir has certainly broken his own record. At what feels


    like the end of an eternity, he grazes his fang over the spot where my neck meets my shoulder and


    sinks them in deep. I scream as a bright, white light takes over my vision, blinding me figuratively and


    literally. Love, fate and pure magic intertwine, consuming us both as our bond cements. Before I can


    think better of it, I sink my own fangs into the muscles of Sinir’s pec, staking my own im as surely


    as he’s staked his own.


    In the delirious aftermath, I can only float in Sinir’s protective embrace, finally feelingplete after


    so many years of searching. All in all, this feels like a new beginning for us, and even if it isn’t, surely


    bing mates in every sense of the word gives us a connection that can never be broken. We’re a


    true team now, and that has to be an advantage in the uing campaign.. right?