Capítulo 23: | A Dangerous Game

Natalie knew her aloofness would've been more convincing if her voice hadn't been so hoarse with lust. In her defense, Dominic's body was unbelievable. All muscle and sinew and power, but not in that over-the-top way where veins were popping out or anything. No, it was all sleek, smoothly shaped muscle made all the better by that golden tan.

"I'm perfectly fine the way I am," she finally replied. "If you are being taunted, it has nothing to do with me."

Natalie might have said that, but Raven was growling her approval, wanting Natalie to lick a path along that golden skin from the column of his throat to the base of that thick, long cock and Natalie was beginning to agree with her. It wasn't such a bad idea.

"I can sense how hard your wolf's riding you, Natalie."

"Jealous that she is and you're not?" Again he dashed for her but again she dodged him, jumping onto the large bed and then running across it to land smoothly on the other side.

His expression was fierce as he stood on the opposite side of the bed. "You're not just denying your wolf, you are denying mine also. That is a dangerous game, Natalie. You and I both know that that hot little body is mine now."

"If you honestly believe that then God bless your little-." His long arm shot out suddenly and his hand snagged the end of the towel, whipping it away. Her pussy gushed at the unexpected attack. Shit! She was loving this way more than she should.

*****

As his gaze caressed her naked body and took in all that flawless creamy skin, Dominic felt like he'd been poleaxed. Although she was slender, she wasn't skinny or fragile looking. She was lithe and sinuous with gently and perfectly curved hips, shapely toned legs, and a gorgeous set of breasts. He'd always gone for voluptuous women, but it became clear to him now that he had seriously underestimated the appeal of small perfect breasts. Natalie's breasts were high, plump, and perfectly rounded, calling his name. His mouth watered as he caught sight of her completely bald pussy. "Mine."

"I'm afraid not, big boy."

He leaped across the bed and grabbed her arm but she expertly twisted out of his hold and backed away. "You can keep running from me but it won't change anything."

"I belong to no one but myself."

"That mark right there – my mark – says different."

"I'm your mate," she allowed, "but I don't belong to you or anyone else. Well, actually, if you want to get technical about it, I'm not your mate yet," she added with a smile.

"Oh, you will be very soon, baby, once I part that soft pussy of yours with my cock." He charged at her with renewed vigor, catching her just as she turned, and compressed her against the wall, her back to his chest.

She attempted to struggle and twist but his body was like a cage around her. "Move you son of a -" Her words turned into a hoarse moan when she felt him cup her pussy with his large hand, one long finger plunging into her wet core, addressing that aching emptiness she was feeling inside. Dominic grumbled when he felt her liquefying against the wall with a long moan.

"That's it, baby, be still for me." He began to thrusts, keeping it shallow and leisurely while he licked his claiming mark against her neck. She moan again with an answering tremor and Dominic almost lost it. Almost. "Does it feel good, Natalie?" Dominic rasped against her ear.

"It's alright, I guess."

He couldn't help but smile. She might be playing hard to get but her body was telling a different story. "It's alright, huh?" She cried out as he plunged another finger inside her, making it two. "You have no fucking idea how tight you are, Natalie," he groaned. "Tight. Hot. Wet. And all fucking mine."

"I am not fucking yours- urgh!" Her words turned into a ragged moan and Dominic smirked.

"Well, baby, while I'm finger-fucking you against this wall and you're moaning like crazy it sure feels like I own you." He scissored his fingers into her, deep and fast. Now that he knew what she liked, he was never going to stop until she creamed all over his fingers.

"Never in a million years, asshole. You will never own me," she growled.

"Asshole? Is that what you want, baby? Because now you're just giving me ideas." Making sure to keep her pinned with his shoulders, Dominic sucked the fingers on his other hand and moved on to the puckered hole at the back, circling it teasingly. "One day, I'm going to fuck this gorgeous ass. But it would be only because you begged me to. And beg you will."

Dominic felt her shivering in what he knew was pure pleasure, and he couldn't help the pride that flowed through him at her surrender. He decided she needed to be rewarded and was about to angle his fingers to her clit when she caught him off-guard by sharply jamming her elbow into his ribs, making him jerk back just enough for her to duck out under his arm. Dominic finally understood firsthand what it meant to be small and slim.

*****

To Natalie's frustration, she had only gotten a few steps when a strong arm looped around her and tackled her to the ground. Then she was flipped onto her back and before she knew it, Dominic's wet mouth closed over her nipple and sucked hard. "Oh God," she gasped, her back aching. She cradled his head and scrunched his hair in her hands. Each tug on her nipple sent sparks of pleasure shooting to her clit, making her writhe and squirm beneath him.

It was official; Dominic was a freaking God. Her breast might not be as large as what a man like him might be used to, but he was handling her like he understood her body in a primal way. It was almost as if he was controlling her taut nipples with the way he was molding and restructuring them with his hot wet tongue and large hands, growling like he wanted her to know who they belonged to.

Fuck! She was in trouble.

Abruptly, before she could even register that he had released her nipple, he meshed his lips with hers, forcing his tongue inside to glide against her own. "I'm going to fuck you now, Natalie," he rumbled. "And you are going to come all around my cock like the good girl that I know you want to be," he growled, punctuating it with a bite of her lower lip. Raven almost died with excitement but Natalie raised her eyes to meet his gaze and what she saw made her womb clench so hard she lost her breath.

She saw hunger, anticipation, and determination, and there was something else – possessiveness. Fear began to creep inside Natalie. She could recognize that look. It was a look both her father and mark gave her from time to time, and she hated it with a passion.

As much as she needed him right now, she couldn't do it. She didn't think she could do this anymore. She dealt him a harsh blow to the chest which had him jerking into an upright position. Quickly, she flipped to her stomach and was almost fully on her feet when he gripped her by the hips and yanked her down onto his lap. He growled something that sounded like 'Got you' and then impaled her on his cock. The moment his thick cock tore into her, Raven howled in pleasure and victory and Natalie arched her back as the pleasure/pain of it had her crying out.

She was wrong. She needed this. Needed him. And the realization scared the hell out of her.