The Werewolf Mega-Bundle 2 Part 2

His voice dissolved into a low growl as he leaned down and sank his teeth into the top of one of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and Maya cried out in a mixture of pain and arousal. His teeth had sharpened back into points, and a flurry of primitive emotions ran through her mind. She was scared, confused and turned on all at the same time, and she quickly made her decision.

A low moan involuntarily escaped her mouth as she opened it and tried to speak. The werewolf billionaire raised his head up to hers and smirked, waiting for her answer.

"Yes," she said breathlessly. "I want to submit to you."

"Good," he growled. "Now get on your knees, my curvy little a.s.sistant."

"Yes, Mr. Lucas."

She followed his orders, obediently sinking to her knees on the now-flattened cardboard boxes that she had originally fallen on. Grateful that at least she wasn't on her knees on the cold, hard cement of the alleyway, she looked up at him with wide eyes, wondering what he wanted.

He reached down and unzipped his tailored black pants, and then tugged his underwear side. Maya gasped as his c.o.c.k sprang free. She wasn't very experienced, but she had seen dirty pictures and movies occasionally, as well as the c.o.c.ks of the two boyfriends that she had had in the past... but what she had seen before was nothing compared to Mr. Lucas' c.o.c.k.

It was long, thick and smooth, and as she gazed at it, he glared down at her, his eyes blazing.

"Don't just stare at it. I want you to suck it," he growled.

"Yes, Mr. Lucas," she said, already enjoying the feeling of being told what to do by the powerful man above her.

His mere presence invoked a sort of fear within her that told her that she must submit to all his demands. After all, he was the one who paid her, and he could take that all away on a whim if she displeased him. Normally, the thought of that would terrify her, but the fear was somehow morphing into a burning desire deep within her core. It was as if her instincts were taking over, and there was no denying that she wanted everything that this man wanted to do to her. Her one and only desire in the world now was to be claimed by Victor Lucas, werewolf or not.

Reaching forward, she grabbed his c.o.c.k and stroked it with a firm grip, eliciting a low growl from Mr. Lucas.

"No. Hands by your side," he demanded.

Maya immediately dropped her hands down to her side, and then let out a yelp as he ran his hands through her soft brown hair, pulling her head forward so that his c.o.c.k was only inches away. She took the head in her mouth and sucked on it gently before running her tongue all over it, flicking it deftly over his frenulum.

He grunted and began to thrust his hips forward, holding onto the back of her head and tugging on her hair as she moved. Maya could taste the small amount of salty pre-c.u.m that had leaked out of the tip, and happily swallowed it as she began to bob her head back and forth, sliding more and more of his c.o.c.k down her throat.

His enormous size and musky scent - the very essence of power and masculinity - began to overwhelm Maya, clouding her mind with thoughts of taking him in every way. Slowing down her movements for a second, she looked up as he towered over her, completely dominating her field of vision.

His yellow eyes focused on hers with a burning intensity as he bucked his hips forward into her mouth again and again, and Maya squirmed slightly as she felt her panties dampening underneath her dress. It was getting difficult to breathe as his c.o.c.k pounded in and out of her mouth, and she kept her head still, allowing him to thrust in and out to his pleasure while she concentrated on breathing through her nose.

As Maya's oxygen supply was replenished, Mr. Lucas let out a loud groan and jerked forward, grunting as his c.o.c.k hit the very back of her throat. As he came, she swallowed everything he had, enjoying the warm, salty taste as his c.u.m flooded her mouth, unable to believe how h.o.r.n.y and oh-so-s.l.u.tty she felt. She had never done anything like this before, and the thought of someone seeing her in such a vulnerable position with the billionaire spurred her on further. She sucked on his glans as some more of his c.u.m leaked out, and Mr. Lucas patted her head.

"Good girl," he murmured. "Now stand up."

She obeyed, rising to her feet and looking up at him. His eyes burned brightly as he stared back at her, and one strong arm slid around her waist, pulling her closer.

"Kiss me," he ordered, using the other hand to tilt her chin up to meet his.

Maya gladly pressed her lips to his, almost letting out a moan as she felt his warm mouth immediately take firm possession of hers. His tongue slid past her slightly-parted lips, exploring her mouth with a furious intensity, and fireworks seemed to go off in Maya's mind. The embrace seemed to last forever, and she felt her insides melting all over again as the arm around her waist tightened and pulled her even closer to his strong, muscular body.

He seemed to radiate heat as they kissed, and finally, he pulled away, nipping gently on her lower lip before speaking in a low growl.

"Take that dress off."

"But Mr. Lucas, it's cold, and I...."

"Did I say you could talk back to me?" he hissed, his eyes blazing with anger. "Take it off immediately. You will do as I say, and give your body to me in a way you've never given it to anyone. You are mine. Don't forget it."

Maya fearfully undid the wrap dress and let it drop to the ground, shivering as she stood before him in only her underwear. She was afraid that he would take one look at her curvy figure and laugh, but instead he let out a low growl, one which she now knew signaled his arousal.

Grabbing her right hand, he pulled her closer and moved it down between them. Maya gasped in surprise again as she felt his c.o.c.k, already thick and hard for her again.

"That's what your body does to me, little a.s.sistant," he growled. "Now, you talked back to me, and you must be punished for that. Turn around and put your hands on the wall."

She obeyed again, turning around and shivering as her hands came into contact with the freezing wall. Mr. Lucas moved behind her, and his warm breath caressed her neck as he leaned down and slid his mouth over her ear.

"You know what you did wrong?" he murmured.

"Yes," she said breathlessly.

"Tell me."

"I slept at my job, and I teased you by wearing that dress. Then I talked back to you just now. I'm sorry, Mr. Lucas."

"Sorry isn't good enough," he growled, grabbing her soft, round behind with both of his big hands.

Maya felt a familiar twinge and let out a soft moan as she felt a fire beginning to build deep within her core, flooding her body with much-needed warmth. She knew exactly what he was about to do to her, and her heart raced as antic.i.p.ation and excitement mounted in her brain, flooding her with primitive emotion. His hands caressed and ma.s.saged the smooth flesh of her behind, and then he hooked his hands into the side of her panties. Seconds later, they were around her ankles, and she gasped as she felt the cool night air hit her bare a.s.s.

Without warning, Mr. Lucas suddenly brought one hand down on her left cheek, hard. Maya had never been spanked before. She had no idea what to expect, and the stinging pain left her blindsided. It hurt.

"Oh, no!" she cried. "Please stop!"

"Not until I'm certain that you're sorry," he growled, delivering another slap to her right cheek, spreading out the pain as much as possible.

The fire in her belly was building into a raging inferno, and Maya realized that the spanking was actually turning her on even more. It wasn't so much the pain that was arousing her, but the helplessness and vulnerability that she felt as she stood up against the wall, taking her punishment from such a rich and powerful man.

He was in complete and utter control of her, and she loved it, unable to believe how her body was responding to him so much. He continued to rain down more hard slaps on her a.s.s, and then stopped before sliding his mouth back over her ear.

"Do you still want me to stop? Are you sorry now?"

"No," she gasped.

She felt him smile against her ear, and he growled again.

"No?"

"No. I'm not sorry, and I haven't had enough," she said breathlessly.

"I see," he replied, nipping at her neck and eliciting a yelp of surprise from her.

Maya no longer felt any of the cold as the spanking continued, and she gasped and sighed with delight as she felt a wild tingling sensation pooling between her legs, making her even wetter. Mr. Lucas' warm hand delivered another hard slap to her a.s.s, and the other reached for her jaw, forcing her to turn her head and look at him.

"Watch me," he said. "See how angry you make me?"

"Yes, Mr. Lucas. I'm sorry," she gasped, feeling a jolt of electricity burst through her at the sight of his blazing amber eyes and his jaw as it clenched with a mixture of fury and arousal.

Finally, he was done. His eyes dimmed slightly, and he ma.s.saged her violated cheeks, eliciting more soft gasps from Maya.

"I think that's enough," he said. "But we aren't done yet..."

Grabbing her by the shoulder, he pulled her around to face him and then groped at her full, soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s, still nestled in the cups of her bra. Yanking the cotton cups down, he took one stiff nipple in his mouth, tracing circles over her areola and sending wild shivers up and down Maya's spine.

She couldn't help but let out a series of soft moans, and he lifted his head up, giving her a wolfish grin.

"Well, well, my little a.s.sistant is enjoying this. Aren't you?"

"No," she said breathlessly, suddenly feeling the urge to tease him as a needful l.u.s.t clouded her mind.

He growled and pushed her up against the wall, one hand probing between her soft thighs as the other continued to play with her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. As he slid a finger between her delicate folds, he trailed it gently up and down, and Maya knew that she could no longer deny how wet and utterly ready for him she was.

"My, my... what do we have here?" he asked softly, pulling his hand up and shoving it right in front of her face.

Maya could see her own juices glistening on his finger and let out a moan as she saw his eyes glinting triumphantly in the moonlight.

"Well?" he said. "Did you lie to me?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"You're incorrigible," he growled. "I should fire you for your behavior. But instead..."

His sentence trailed off as he moved his hand back down between her legs, pressing his warm lips to hers again as he did so. His mouth took firm control of hers again as they kissed, and his hand trailed up and down her warm slit, sending little ripples of pleasure through Maya's body. Desperately wanting him to touch her more, she moaned into his mouth, and he broke away.

"You really do want me, don't you?" he murmured, locating the throbbing bud of her c.l.i.toris and stroking the pad of his thumb over it with delicate precision, coaxing and teasing it out until it was a hard little nub. "You want me to slide my big c.o.c.k into you and f.u.c.k you until you can't walk. Is that it?"

"Yes," she replied.

Until tonight, she had never realized how much she liked being controlled and dominated, but Mr. Lucas was quickly introducing her to his world of submission and sweet torture. The pad of his thumb continued to stroke over her c.l.i.toris, and every never ending seemed to be on fire as she whined in frustration.

"Beg for it," he demanded, suddenly pulling his hand away.

Maya dropped her gaze to the ground, still embarra.s.sed despite being almost completely naked in an alleyway with the man who owned half the city. If anyone saw us... G.o.d, imagine what the gossip columns would say!

"If you aren't willing to beg your master for what you want, then I suppose you don't really want it that much," he growled, the light in his eyes beginning to dim. "I'll escort you home safely, and then you can go to bed and..."

"No!" she cried, interrupting him.

He flashed her a wolfish smirk and waited for her to continue. The threat of him leaving her unsatisfied overrode her shame, filling her with a new sense of confidence, and with her face now burning almost as much as the reddened skin of her tender, spanked a.s.s, Maya looked straight into his amber eyes and spoke.

"Please, Mr. Lucas. I want you to f.u.c.k me. Hard, and however you want me. I'll do anything you ask of me," she said. "Please!"

"That's better," he said, his eyes lighting up with arousal again. "See? That wasn't so hard."

With that, he scooped her up in his strong arms and pushed her back up against the wall. Maya didn't even care about the freezing bricks that were touching her as she wrapped her legs around his back. All that she cared about now was having the werewolf billionaire inside her, stretching her and filling her up with everything he had.

Mr. Lucas guided his c.o.c.k between her thighs so that it was pressing right up to her soaking-wet entrance, and she moaned wantonly.

"Please, Mr. Lucas. f.u.c.k me now!"

He growled and pressed himself inside her in one quick thrust, and Maya gasped and sighed with delight as she felt him filling her up in a way that she had never felt. His c.o.c.k felt as if it were stretching her as wide she would go, and she watched his jaw clench as he held onto her a.s.s with his muscular arms, bouncing her up and down on him like her weight was nothing to him.

As he pounded into her, deeper and faster with each thrust, Maya reached down between their bodies and stroked her finger over her wet c.l.i.toris, gasping as she felt the first stirrings of an o.r.g.a.s.m deep within her belly.

"That's right," Mr. Lucas grunted. "Come for me. Now!"

He continued to slam himself in and out of her before leaning his head down and biting her neck, hard. Maya moved her hand away, allowing his hips and groin to rub up against hers, stimulating her pulsing c.l.i.toris until she almost couldn't bear it any longer.

Her toes curled behind his back as her world exploded into pleasure, and she swore that she could see stars and fireworks as the waves crashed over her, sweeping her over the cliff of her first o.r.g.a.s.m.

Mr. Lucas began to groan as he slammed into her, and his eyes burned the brightest yellow that Maya had seen yet. o.r.g.a.s.mic aftershocks continued to ripple through her body, and she cried out, desperately needing more.

"Don't worry, little girl. I'm not done yet," he growled, pulling out of her and setting her down on the ground. "Get on your hands and knees."

"Yes, Mr. Lucas," she said breathlessly, crouching on the cardboard and arching her back, looking over her shoulder at him as he crouched behind her.

He rubbed the bulbous head of his c.o.c.k up and down her wet slit, teasing her until she felt as if she might go crazy, and she begged him to continue what he had been doing.

"Please, Mr. Lucas. f.u.c.k me like the alpha wolf you are!"

Her words seemed to inflame an even wilder pa.s.sion in him, and he plunged himself back inside her in one swift movement, gripping her rounded hips and holding them both steady as he slid in and out of her warm tightness.

Maya reached between her legs and furiously rubbed her hard c.l.i.toris, desperate to come again as he slammed into her from behind with wild abandon. She had never experienced so much pleasure in one night, and the fact that it was a werewolf giving it to her made it that much more intense. They were the enemy, and letting one take her and f.u.c.k her from behind was akin to treason, despite how completely and utterly seductive they were.

As her second o.r.g.a.s.m crashed over her, her eyes nearly rolled back in her head with pleasure, and she wondered if anyone in the area could hear her moans and screams of delight.

Mr. Lucas continued to pound her with a seemingly insatiable animal l.u.s.t, and she soon felt another powerful o.r.g.a.s.m building deep within her core.

"Oh G.o.d, I'm going to come again!" she cried.

"Good. Come for me, now!" he growled from behind her, reaching around with one hand and rolling one of her stiff nipples in between his thumb and fingers.

The wild waves of warmth swept her over the edge again, and Maya screamed and gasped with ecstasy, never wanting the fireworks to stop. Her body was on fire, and she wanted to explode just one more time before her werewolf boss was overtaken by his own pleasure.

Before she could come again, Mr. Lucas let out a loud groan and pushed inside her wet tightness one more time before spurting his seed deep inside her and pulling out. Whimpering, Maya rubbed her c.l.i.toris, desperate to come again, but it was of no use. She couldn't seem to do it without his thick c.o.c.k stretching her, and she heard him laugh softly.

"Put your clothes back on. I'll escort you home. Stop looking so disappointed. There's always next time," he growled.

"Next time?" she said.

"Yes, my little a.s.sistant. You'll get what you need tomorrow night when you finish work. I'm going to f.u.c.k you again until you're begging for me to come. Is that what you want?"

"Yes, Mr. Lucas," she said breathlessly as she slid her underwear back on.

"Good," he said. "If you keep up this sort of behavior, then there might be a promotion in it for you."

He slid an arm around her to keep her warm, and then flashed her a wolfish grin. A little smile crept across Maya's face as he escorted her down the alleyway. Even though he acted like a dominant alpha male, she knew that he was concerned for her safety. Why else would he insist on walking her home, keeping her safe from the other werewolves? She already couldn't wait for the next day at work... or rather, she couldn't wait for when she finished work the next day. One night with the wolf was definitely not enough.