Chapter 4 His Property

Chapter 4. His property

TRIGGER WARNING!

Wind whipped through my fur. Branches cut into my sides. I hopped over some fallen tree trunks and sprinted deeper and deeper into the forest. Running away from the pack of ferocious wolves.

They growled behind me, following my scent. The scent of a rogue.

For weeks, they had been tracking me. For weeks, I had hidden from them. But this morning ... Moon Goddess ... I made a terrible mistake this morning.

Wolves' paws hit the ground in a thunderous roar. I ran faster. As fast as I could. Faster than I had ever run. Because I was running for my life and away from my mate. Not many people ran from their mate, but my mate was a rogue killer, so I did.

I had run through these woods hundreds of times when my brothers were still alive, causing trouble in our pack. We used to stay out until the fireflies started glowing around us. But I had never run around it during the day, when the light was shining so brightly in my eyes.

The wolves sounded closer now. I pushed my body forward. Forward. Forward. Forward.

And just when I thought I had made it away from all of them, someone jumped out from the bushes and clamped their teeth into the back of my neck. I growled loudly, trying to shake the werewolf off me with all my might and struggling against his pure strength.

Yet something made it difficult to want to move.

Some of the wolves appeared behind the trees, growling and baring their teeth at me. The man-my mate, no doubt-behind me bit deeper into my flesh, forcing me to shift. He shifted a few moments later and snatched my neck, made me drag my feet across the forest floor, and stormed through the woods toward the exact place I was running from-his pack.

I struggled in his grip. "Let me go!"

He didn't say a word to me.

I struggled some more. "Let me out!"

He growled and pulled me closer to him. "You're not going anywhere," he said with a deep, silky voice. One that made me shiver, just hearing it.

I threw my elbow back, hitting him hard in the chest, and dug my claws into his wrist, hard enough to draw blood.

He growled louder into my ear, his teeth brushing across my skin. "If you don't stop struggling, I'm going to lock you in a fucking prison with silver chains."

I clenched my jaw. "You're going to do that anyway." I growled under my breath and kicked my foot back, hitting him in the knee.

He paused for the slightest moment, wrapped another hand around the back of my neck, and squeezed tighter, making me unable to move.

When his pack house came into view, I tried to struggle some more. He would kill me. I had seen him kill countless friends of mine, had been warned to stay away from him, but ... I couldn't.

Instead of going into the house, he continued to walk as his warriors followed him all the way to the prison. I squirmed in his grip, gazing at the silver cages and struggling to break free. I didn't want to be locked up for the rest of my life. I could be tortured. I could be killed. But I didn't want to be locked in silver.

He clamped a chain around my neck, two around my wrists, and two more around my ankles. I growled when the silver touched my skin, immediately making me weak.

"Are you fucking serious?" I asked, trying to ignore the pain. "You need five fucking chains to control me?"

He stared at me, his eyes shifting between his wolf to his human. Back and forth until they finally landed on the overpowering eyes of his wolf. He stepped closer to me. "Why are you on my property?"

I wanted to press my lips together, to refuse to give him any kind of reaction from me ... but I couldn't help myself. "Your property?" I asked, gazing at all the warriors watching us. "You're the ... alpha? I thought you were one of his ... pups."

A growl ripped through the prison walls. He stepped even closer and stared down, curled a hand around my throat, and held me against the wall. "You have a mouth on you, rogue. You don't know who you're talking to."

"What are you going to do to me? Kill me, Alpha?" I asked, brow raised. "I'm not afraid of death."

His grip on me tightened. "Leave," he commanded, addressing his guards but staring at me with those eyes filled with pure fury. The guards gazed around at each other, not sure what they should do. "NOW."

They scurried out of the cell, down the hallway, and up the stone steps. The door closed, and I inhaled sharply.

He stepped toward me, so menacingly, and gazed down at my body. "Knees," he said, releasing me.

I sat on my ass, crossed my arms over my chest, and arched a hard brow at him. "I'm not under your command, Alpha. You can't just tell me what to-"

He placed one foot between my legs, the other next to me, then grasped my chin in his hand and lifted it, so I stared right up at him. Tingles shot down my body at his touch. At my mate's touch.

"Say another word, and my cock goes down your throat."

"That's my punishment?" I asked. "What kind of puni-"

He pulled his dick out of his pants and shoved it all the way down my throat until his hips were pressed against my lips. Though I thought he would move and face-fuck me hard, he just pulled my jaw open wider, shoved himself deeper and stilled, and pinched my nose closed, making it difficult to breathe.

I stared up at him through glossy eyes, not giving him the satisfaction of watching me struggle against him. So, I sucked him as hard as I could, trying not to gag. He wrapped his hand around the front of my throat, stroking himself inside of me.

"Fuck, baby." His hand tightened around my throat, and my cheeks flushed. I gagged on his cock, spit dripping off of my lips, eyes filling with more tears. "Hold it," he said. I tried to pull my head away from him, but he held me close. "Hold it."

I gagged on his cock again, spit now dripping off of my chin and onto my breasts.

"Trust me, sucking my cock isn't going to kill you," he said. "I wouldn't let you off this easily for disobeying and disrespecting me."

My cheeks flushed, my head feeling light-headed. I pushed my palms against his thighs, trying so desperately to push him away so I could breathe. He grasped my chin, holding me to him, and squeezed my nose harder.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I parted my lips, trying to get any sort of air into my throat as I could, but he just shoved himself deeper, so his balls were in my mouth too.

"Oh fuck, baby," he groaned, throwing his head back and pushing his hips even closer to me. "Take it all."

I closed my eyes, feeling dizzy. My fingernails slid down the front of his thighs, unable to push him away anymore, and he pulled out of me. I collapsed onto the ground, desperately gasping for breath. My chest heaved up and down, the air slowly filling my lungs.

He stood over me, stroking his cock in his hand, and stared. "Has the rogue learned her lesson yet?"

I glared up at him, tears still in my eyes. "Fuck yo-"

Without hesitation, he pushed his cock back into my mouth. Thrusting it hard this time and hitting the back of my throat. I gagged on him, over and over, digging my claws back into his thighs.

Each time he hit the back of my throat, my breasts bounced against his thighs, my nipples hitting his skin. My toes curled in pure delight, and I let him face-fuck me. Wanting to get him angrier and angrier, angry enough to fuck me tonight.

When he stilled down my throat, I expected him to come, to snap my mouth closed, to make me swallow him ... but instead, he pulled out of me and pushed me back against the wall. He knelt between my legs.

"Hold your legs apart for me," he demanded.

I lay back against the wall, my breath ragged. When I didn't move, he growled under his breath, grabbed the chains attached to my ankles, and secured them to the same hooks on the wall that my hands were attached to.

He stared down at my spread legs, focusing on my pussy, and ducked down. He grasped my small waist, placing his palms on either side of it, pulled me closer to him, and made my legs spread even more.

His cock was hard, sticking straight up. He pushed his head against my wetness, making it glisten. "You want my cock?" he asked.

"No," I said. "I don't want your fucking cock." But I did. "I doubt I'll even be able to feel it inside of me with how tin-"

He pushed his long, hard cock right into my pussy and filled me. I let out a loud scream, brows furrowing together.

"You can't feel anything?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Nothing," I said breathlessly.

He pulled out of me, and I waited for him to push himself back into my pussy. But he didn't. Instead, he rubbed his head against my wetness some more. Now and then, he'd push it against me and tease me with it.

My pussy clenched when he pinched my nipple between two fingers. A wave of pleasure shot through me. He did it again, this time pushing his cock harder against my wetness. I squirmed under him, trying to push him inside of me but failing.

"I"-harder-"don't"-harder-"want it."

He released my nipple and pulled himself farther away from me so that he was close but wasn't touching me at all. I curled my toes and stared up at him with pleading eyes. My pussy pulsed, needing him inside of me. But I didn't want to give him the satisfaction.

He hovered his lips over my lips. Then, without touching me, he moved them down my body to my pussy, let spit drip off his lip and fall onto my clit, and glanced up at me. "You don't want this?"

"No," I said through clenched teeth.

He pushed two of his fingers inside of me, getting them wet with my juices. "No?"

"No."

He growled menacingly, pulled his fingers out of me, and sat up. "I don't give a fuck about what you want." He stuck his two wet fingers into my mouth, making me taste myself. "Taste this pussy," he said. "Taste what I'm going to destroy." He pushed two fingers from his other hand into my pussy and thrust them fast and deep inside of me. "Taste what's mine."

I drew my brows together, my legs already beginning to shake. Goddess, Goddess, Goddess. He pulled his fingers out of me, then plunged himself inside, filling me completely. He grasped my tiny waist, thumbs pressing into my abdomen, and drew me closer to him. I could feel his balls hitting my pussy, his hips hitting against my clit and sending me into a heaven of pleasure.

Goddess, I wanted him to come. All inside of me. To make me his.

Pressure built up in my core, and I whined. Unable to handle it any longer. I wanted it.

Just as I was about to come, he pulled out of me. He unlocked the chains on my ankles and wrists, grabbed the silver chain around my neck, and pulled me up onto my knees. The silver burned into my flesh.

"Afraid that I'm going to run away if you take this fucking thing off my neck?" I asked, brow arched.

After cracking a smirk, he chuckled lowly. "If I needed to, I could tear you to pieces. The silver chain is for this ..." He tugged on the chain and made me crawl across the concrete floor to him. "For you to learn. For you to obey. For you to follow me, mate."

When I reached him, he grasped the silver around my neck and unlocked it. Then, he turned me right around, pushed me against the cold stone wall, and pulled my hips toward him. He rubbed his cock against my wet pussy lips and smirked. Then, he plunged himself right inside of me.

My pussy clenched around him as he pumped in and out of me relentlessly. His hand curled around my neck from behind. He pulled me toward him with each thrust, getting deep in my pussy.

He pushed two of his fingers into my mouth. "Suck," he said.

I sucked them into my mouth, getting them wet with my spit. When he pulled them out of me, he brushed them against my clit and began to harshly rub me. A wave of pleasure rushed through me, and I clenched harder on him.

"Does the rogue like that?" he asked in my ear.

I pressed my lips together, trying not to make a sound.

"Huh?" He slapped my pussy hard, another wave of pleasure pulsing through me. "Answer me."

I whimpered, the feel of his huge cock making me clench.

A harsher slap against my clit.

I whimpered again and nodded my head.

"Yes," I breathed. "Yes, I love it."

"I'm going to fill your tight little pussy up with all my cum," he said against my ear. "Make you carry my pups."

I clenched.

He rested his forehead against the back of my neck and groped one of my breasts in his hand. "Fuck, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

I moaned softly and nodded my head.

"Tell me you want it."

"I want it, Alpha." I closed my eyes, pussy pulsing. "Please."

He thrust deep into me and stilled. His cock pulsed against my walls, and he slowly pulled it out, his cum dripping out of my core. He turned me around, so I faced him.

"Whether you were a rogue or just some lone wolf lost in the fucking forest, you're mine now. And what's mine won't disrespect me anymore." He slid his teeth into my neck.

I wasn't a rogue anymore. I was the alpha's.