Summer Pen

I've been hunted by nightmares, fear and regrets my whole life, and I'm not willing to put others in danger of what might come for me.
But what do you know, destiny has a way of playing games.

There's a saying among shifters— Never reject an Alpah—. Well that's what I've done, and I'm learning the hard way.

Jerome Knight is the Alpha of the woodlands pack, and my mate. One who I'm not at all ready to accept.
He doesn't take no for an answer. After all, I never thought he ever got denied anything he wanted and I certainly won't be the first person he accepts a NO from.

I either choose yes or yes. Or he'll force me by hook or crook. Even if it means bullying me into accepting him as my mate.

Bullied To Submission

My body arched towards his mouth despite the fact that I kept trying to stop myself.


"Oh" I gasped when he added another finger as he ate me out.


"Jerome!" I arched of the bed when his finger grazed a particular spot.


"Yes." Any inhabitions I had disappearing. "Oh." Now I was riding the three fingers he had inside me. I could feel the pressure building at the edge of my stomach.


And like he knew his fingers moved faster.


"Ah!." Almost there, almost there… "don't stop!, Don't stop!"


He stopped. I whined low in my throat which made him chuckle as he pulled back.


"Beg me Danica, that's only what you have to do."


I didn't beg, I won't beg, I don't beg. And Jerome made sure I regretted it, he brought me to the edge three more times and denied me any orgasms.


His phone pinged, Jerome took it from the side table without removing his fingers which kept on moving in me.


"Oh, looks like Vincent needs me." He sighed standing up from the bed, his eyes raked over me before he unbuckled his trouser. His cock sprang free and I licked my lips imagining how good it would feel inside me.


My pussy clenched with the need to have him in me.


He looked into my eyes as he stroked himself from base to tip.


"You like what you see baby?" He stroked himself faster. "Do you want me inside you?."


I panted, 'please' was just at the tip of my tongue, but I didn't beg, I do not beg.


"I want you smelling like me, I want you covered in my scent." His breathing quickened and he shuddered as he started cumming.


Hot thick ropes of come covered my body. Jerome smirked in satisfaction as he pulled up his jeans and buckled his belt.


"I'll bring you dinner in an hour." And then he headed for the door.


"You fucking bastard!, don't you dare leave me tied and chained up like this!, Jerome!


"You control freak!, don't you dare leave me like this!, at least release my legs!" But he kept on walking.


 "Don't you open that door, don't abandon me!, Jerome!!." 


"You God forsaken prick!, I hate you!, I hate you!!."


I could almost hear his snickering laughter as he made his way through the halls, how hysterical and utterly bound must I look.


bound to the bed, by my own mate, how embarrassing, and I knew if I called my pets to help they wouldn't.


I blinked my eyes to chase away the sleep that was trying to lure me in.


I groaned, I was so uncomfortable it wasn't even funny anymore.


"Jerome please my legs are aching." I shouted. "anybody, anybody please."


the ringing of my phone chased away my thoughts about the Hikrata for a moment.


"Koala, it's Diana we are in California."


"what?." I spluttered, "what are you doing here,  who are the 'we'".


"you heard me, Papi is dead, he was murdered."


"but that's not possible." as far as I knew, Knox Hortensius was almost immortal, and he didn't due easily, unless..... unless he killed himself.


"I don't know, a knife to the heart?,  a bullet to the chest?, I didn't check but there was a lot of blood."


Beg me!