Alpha's Dark Desires

Chapter 27: Punishing Little Mate (II)

Kane POV:

"Elena," I growled in her ear, low and dangerous, "you’re going to remember who you belong to." My voice was cold, a promise wrapped in steel, as I bit down gently on her earlobe, feeling her shiver beneath my touch. Her soft moan hit my ears, a sound that only fueled the primal urge coursing through me, but I wasn’t here to indulge—at least, not completely. This was a lesson.

"I’m going to punish you, little mate," I said coldly, my voice low and controlled. She needed to learn a lesson. No one dared to threaten me—especially not her, with that absurd notion of rejection hanging in the air between us.

Trailing my fingers down her jaw, I traced a slow line to her chest, taking my time, savoring the way her body reacted to me, tense but wanting. My hands found her breasts, and I squeezed them, each handful a perfect fit. My wolf growled in approval as I felt her nipples, already hard beneath the thin fabric of my shirt. They were practically begging for my mouth, but I wasn’t about to give in just yet. Instead, I let my fingers pinch and tease, enjoying the way her breathing grew ragged. How I longed to taste them, to worship her body as she deserved—but not yet. For now, I settled for pinching them gently, my forefinger and thumb working to elicit every possible reaction from her.

Lowering my hand to her center, my other hand found its way to her fine ass. I let it slide to her ass, gripping it firmly and squeezing. God, I wanted her—desperately. But I had to keep reminding myself I was here to punish her, to teach her a lesson before I lost control entirely. Damn, she was perfect. Every inch of her felt like it was made for me. But I reminded myself that this was a punishment—a reminder to both of us about who was in control. Her scent was intoxicating, her arousal unmistakable, and when my fingers found her center, already wet and aching for me, I couldn’t hold back a satisfied smirk.

My hand was instantly met with the heat of her arousal. She was already so wet, her juices flowing freely as soon as I brushed against her aching center. I fumbled with her clit, teasing her just enough before inserting one finger inside her. She was tight—damn tight. A low groan escaped my lips at the sensation. I thrust my finger in and out, each movement drawing out a series of delicious gasps from her. I could feel her body responding to me, the way she clenched around my finger.

"Look at you," I whispered, slipping a finger into her, feeling the impossible tightness that was going to drive me mad. "So responsive. So ready." I worked my finger slowly, savoring the feel of her, before sliding in a second finger, and she screamed, the sound raw and wild. It was music to my ears, the kind of music that made me want to forget all sense of control and take her right there.

But I wasn’t done. Not yet. Not until she knew exactly who she was dealing with.

She was so close to the edge, and I could feel the tension coiling between us, a tight rope ready to snap. But I wasn’t done yet. Just as I felt her body start to unravel, I pulled my fingers out, leaving her teetering on the brink of release.

Her expression was a mix of fury and desperation, and it was priceless. But I didn’t give her a moment to collect herself. Instead, I bent her over, positioning her head between my thighs and holding her in place. Her ass was so close, so inviting, and I couldn’t resist the urge to spank her three times. I knew it would hurt, but I also knew it would bring her even closer to that sweet release without letting her have it—a perfect punishment for my innocent mate.

As I released her, she looked up at me, eyes blazing with a fire that made my heart race. It was a look that promised retribution, but I reveled in it. As much as I had tortured myself in the process, it was worth it to see that fierce determination in her gaze. Know she would learn that I had my limits to her disobedience.

As she shot me a murderous glare, I chose to ignore it. The fire in her eyes was fierce, but I had made my decision, and there was no turning back now. Grabbing her wrist, I dragged her toward the car, my grip firm yet not painful. I could feel her pulse racing beneath my fingers, a mix of anger and something deeper, something intoxicating that made my wolf stir restlessly within me.

With each step, I couldn’t shake the awareness of her arousal lingering in the air. The intoxicating scent of her desire was a heady mix that filled the space between us, and I knew the driver would pick up on it as well. The thought sent a possessive growl rumbling in my chest; the last thing I wanted was another wolf catching a whiff of my mate’s readiness. It didn’t sit well with me, this primal instinct to protect what was mine.noveldrama

I linked with the driver, motioning for him to leave the car and shift to wolf form. It was a small distance back, and I wanted him to run ahead, away from us. Call me an asshole if you want, but I wasn’t about to let any male wolf catch a whiff of my mate’s arousal while I was still yet to mark her.

As he replied and shifted, I felt the tension in my chest ease slightly. The last thing I needed was another wolf sniffing around, drawn to the intoxicating scent of her desire. It was mine to protect, mine to claim. With each passing second, the primal instinct to assert my dominance grew stronger.