Chapter Four
Mary thought they all lied about the pain. Sex was supposed to be natural between everyone. A man and woman fit together like peas in pods or sweetcorn in a husk. She’d never expected the pain. His cock felt large as he stayed still within her.
Biting her lip she stared up into his angry expression. Nothing he said or did would make her feel any better or any worse. She really thought she’d be able to get away with it. At twenty-five years old she assumed she wouldn’t feel a thing. Being on the fuller side she didn’t think it was possible to feel much pain.
Stupid fool.
His hand moved up her body to grip her neck. The menace on his face scared her. Her heart pounded against her chest as she looked at him, begging for him not to hurt her. “Why did you lie to me?” he asked.
Closing her eyes, she took several deep breaths trying to gain control of her rioting nerves.
“Answer me and don’t think to lie. The scent of innocence is all over you, and I can smell your fucking blood.” He snarled the words in her face.
Opening her eyes, she glared at him. “Tell you something personal about myself? Are you completely insane?” She pressed against his hand almost daring him to squeeze her neck tighter. Mary knew she would survive so much pressure just not a snapping of the neck, not that anyone would survive that. “You’ve got me as a fucking toy. Do you really expect me to let you know I was a twenty-five year old virgin?”
The more she talked the more she hated the truth that was spilling from her lips.
“You’re twenty-five years old?” he asked, smiling.
His smile made her gasp as the menace disappeared and she saw what a handsome man he actually was.
“Yes.” Looking past his shoulder, Mary couldn’t stop the curiosity from making her speak. “How old are you?”
“I’m thirty-nine years old.”
Fourteen years age difference. He didn’t look a day past thirty. There were no graying hairs or major wrinkles on his face. He looked good for his age, but most wolves looked good.
“If you want to call this off then you can get off me and I’ll leave. I’ll take Jessica with me.”
His hand moved from her neck down. He pinched her nipples, and she moaned at the harsh bite of his touch.
Zeke clearly knew what to do with her body to make the pleasure morph into something deeper. She’d never known feelings like the ones he was awakening.
“Do you really think I’m going to let you get away from me, baby? I’m housing Jessica, and I want a woman to fuck without denying me. You’re my toy, Mary and I’m not giving you up.” He leaned down, nuzzling her neck. “Besides, you’re a virgin no more. I can fuck you all I want to now.”
Mary tensed as his nibbled on her neck. She felt the sharp point of his canines near her neck. Her pulse pounded, and if he was to strike she would be dead within minutes.
“Please don’t kill me,” she said.
He jerked back. His cock was still buried within her. “What kind of man do you fucking take me for?” he asked.
The authority in his voice left her under no illusions of who was in control. The Alpha blood leaked out into his eyes. Her wolf responded, purring against the wall of her flesh.
“I would never kill you. Regardless of any fucking rumor I do not take pleasure in unwilling women and fucking them dead, Mary. I love women who are warm, wet, and fucking begging me.” He growled at her harshly.
Mary nodded, embarrassed by how hot she felt for him. Her body responded to him even though she wanted to run from him at the same time.
“I’m sorry.”
“Now, I’m going to fuck you, Mary. Your virginity belongs to me, and there’s no way you’re going to take that away. You’re mine.” He took hold of her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Say it.”