Chapter 220


    #Chapter 220 – E and Sinir


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    “Please, please, please?” I beg, resting my forehead on my forearms.


    “Hmm,” Sinir rumbles thoughtfully, swatting my raised bottom with one powerful hand, while the


    other skillfully moves between my legs. He’s been at this for more than half an hour, though at first it


    was only a punishment. He bent me over the mattress and started peppering my behind with soft


    spanks as he lectured me about honesty, health and safety. Then my legs gave out, and he moved me


    onto my hands and knees in the nest. That was around the time he started tormenting my poor,


    neglected sex – no doubt unable to resist the arousal pooled there as the result of his chastisement.


    Sinir leans down to kiss me between my shoulder des. “I don’t know, as naughty as you’ve been,


    I don’t think you deserve toe yet.” He decides devilishly, but he sinks two thick fingers inside my


    clenching sheath, using his thumb to circle my clit as he curves the long digits into my g-spot.


    “Dominic, I can’t hold out any longer.” I whimper, trying to wiggle away from him and only earning


    myself a few especially hard smacks. The pain blooms over my heated skin with delicious effect,


    sending currents of electricity straight to my already overwhelmed erogenous zones. The sting is a


    perfectpliment to the pleasure my mate inflicts, and his utter dominance has reduced my wolf to a


    puddle of goo.


    “Don’t even think abouting before I give you permission, little wolf.” He warns, a dark edge in his


    deep voice. “You’ve been running wild without me here, and that ends tonight.”


    I bite down on my lower lip, whining pitifully as I try to keep myself from teetering over the edge despite


    his expert handling. It’s no use, the headybination of pleasure and pain is too much for me to bear.


    My mate’s fingers are thrusting into my tight channel, stretching me – preparing me to amodate


    his huge cock. The anticipation only excites me more, and when he feels me begin to spasm, he pulls


    his hand free and swats my swollen clit. I moan helplessly as I lose control, not understanding the


    sensations ravaging my body.


    Sinir returns to stroking me as I ride the shuddering bliss, his hands not gentling, but driving me


    even higher. He doesn’t let mee down, instead forcing me to a second terrifying peak right after


    the first. I don’t recognize the keening cry which leaves my lips, and when I recover the ability to hear


    and think again, my mate’s husky voice is full of triumph.


    “Oh you bad girl.” He scolds, not sounding the least bit disappointed. Sinir returns to spanking me,


    his fingers coated with my wetness and enhancing the burn. ‘You have a lot of nerve, trouble. What do


    you have to say for yourself?”


    ‘Your… fault.” I gasp, tears burning in my eyes from the pure intensity of the experience. ‘You made


    me.”


    The next thing I know I’m lying on my back, and my mate is hovering over me, his eyes glowing. He


    shes his fangs in a lethal grin, and I know I’m right – he wanted me to lose control. “Excuses,


    excuses.” He growls, kissing his way down my body. “Greedy little wolf – stealing orgasms that belong


    to me.”


    I toss my head back and forth as he nips and licks my thighs, knowing it’s no use arguing when he’s let


    his inner animal take over. “Such a pretty pussy,” he murmurs, chuckling when I flush an even deeper


    shade of crimson. He hovers his lips just over my clit and blows cool air over the still -pulsing nub, and I


    hiss at the slight sensation. “Are you sore already, mate? I’m just getting started.”


    “Am I done being punished?” I ask in a small voice, unsure of whether I want him to take mercy on me,


    or continue with his sensual torment. My insatiable wolf is still urging me to ask for more – to provoke


    him if I must


    – but it’s my body which must pay the price of her demands. I can feel Sinir delving into our bond,


    and I know he can sense this truth. I instinctively realize he won’t stop until my wolf is satisfied, but a


    wave of tenderness assails me all the same.


    “Not even close.” He croons, crawling up my body to kiss me. It’s a rather chaste kiss, given the things


    he’s been doing to me, but when he pulls back he cups my cheek in his hand, his hungry gaze boring


    into me so intensely I want to look away. “I won’t give you more than you can take E, but we can


    always pause if you’re overwhelmed.” He reminds me. ‘You’re safe, and I love you, just keep the bond


    open.”


    I nod, and Sinir kisses me again, this time taking the time to explore my mouth with his talented


    tongue. He extracts kiss after kiss from my lips, and I get lost in the feeling of our lips dancing, our


    breath mingling. I’m drunk on the taste of him, already wondering how long I’ll have to wait before he


    ims me fully. Sinir chuckles in response, kissing his way down my neck and petting my hip.


    “Wait,” I object, wanting to pause, but not for the reason Sinir thinks. He looks up from hiszy


    exploration of my breasts, giving me his full attention. “I really am sorry for everything that happened


    while you were away.” I whisper, tangling my fingers in his dark hair, “for everything I did.”


    “Oh sweetheart we’re past all that.” He purrs, stroking my sides as he sucks one of my beaded nipples


    into his mouth. This is just for fun now. He continues in my mind, flicking his tongue over the bud and


    teasing the


    other with his fingers. I arch into his touch, relief coursing through me. I’m sure this fight will be one of


    many disagreements in our future, and I’m sure there will be times that Sinir is in the wrong and I the


    right. But that wasn’t the case this time, and it is incredibly freeing to feel such catharsis


    – as if I’ve paid my penance and we can move forward together on even footing.


    Fun for who? My wolf sasses, apparently ready to run rampant with her freshly clean conscience. As


    far as I can tell, you’re the one having all the fun here.


    Sinir nips my breast with his sharp canines, looking up at me with a devious expression. “That


    reminds me,” He proims, in a tone that makes me suddenly wary. “I took quite the journey through


    your dreams to find you in your nightmares, little mate.”


    ‘You did?” I ask, curious about he aplished such a feat, but also uncertain about why he’s telling


    me this.


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    “Indeed.” He nods, looking more and more predatory with every moment that passes. “Including a very


    heated fantasy you haven’t shared with me.”


    If I thought his dirty talk made me blush, it’s nothingpared to the sudden embarrassment and panic


    I feel now. “Which one? I gulp.


    He cocks his head with interest, as if he hadn’t realized there were multiple. “I think you should guess.


    Start with the one which excites you most – since you’re so worried about having fun.”


    Something about his response gives me pause, and I realize he’s fishing – trying to make me reveal


    sex dreams he didn’t actually witness. I narrow my eyes. “Oh no you don’t, Dominic.” I counter, “I’m not


    going to let you embarrass me even more


    “Embarrass?” He interrupts, frowning. “What is there to be embarrassed about? We all have fantasies,


    E.”


    “Oh, would you like to tell me some of yours? Or some of the weird dreams you’ve had that have no


    basis in reality? I’m pregnant by the way, half of my dreams are crazy!” I remind him, getting more


    worked up now.


    “I remember, baby.” He replies, kissing my belly and purring to calm my frayed nerves. “And I’ll dly


    tell you my fantasies. Though I have to confess that I already have ns to enact them with you when


    we have the time… and equipment.”


    Thest word makes me squirm in his arms, but his soothing purrs are taking effect. “Just tell me what


    you saw?” I request pouting.


    Thankfully he takes pity on me, ‘Well, you were wearing a bright red cloak, but otherwise you were


    stark naked… and


    “I remember.” I wince, not wanting to look him in the eye.


    Sinir’s suggestive purrs pull my attention to him despite my shyness,” We already have this room,


    which looks like a forest, and I’m sure I’ve seen a red coat in your closet.”


    “You mean, you actually want to…?” I trail off, shocked that he seems so eager.


    “Why wouldn’t I?” He asks, sitting up and pulling me up with him. “I love seeing you turned on, so I’m


    bound to find anything that gets you excited sexy.” When he puts it like that it makes sense, but I can’t


    help feeling uncertain. Sensing this, he adds in a growl, “Besides, it’s not as if it would be difficult to get


    into the role – if I was out in the woods and saw your luscious body shing at me from under a little


    cloak, I wouldn’t be able to resist gobbling you up. I might even want to make you pay for teasing me.”


    “I think I would feel silly.” I confess, even as a delicious shiver runs down my spine at the image he’s


    putting in my head, “what would I even say?”


    Sinir shes his fangs, trailing his hand down my body, ‘That’s the beauty, sweetheart. The lines are


    already written for you.”


    My sex clenches in excitement, and I take a deep breath, summoning my courage. I begin backing


    away from him on the bed, making my eyes wide and innocent, “My Mr Wolf, what big hands you


    have…”