Their forced luna

Chapter 12

There.

I took my time, choosing where I stepped, and moved through the barn until I got to the base of the

ladder. Yes, her scent was on each rung. Silly woman, she was stuck up there. I grabbed the ladder,

and pulled it away and flung it to the ground with a loud crash. She yelped and a shuffling told me she'd

likely put her hands over her mouth.

"I know where you are, Princess," I cooed, tilting my head back and scanning the top. There wasn't

enough straw up there to hide a person. "You're not winning. You're trapped. Give up now, and I might

go easy, I'll only fuck two of your three holes."

I took another step back and spotted her, still wrapped up in a sheet. It outlined her body nicely,

showing me all the delicious morsels I would feast on. Fuck, I wanted her now.

"I'll give you to the count of three. Come down, or I'm going up there." I nodded to the ladder. "If I have

to come up there, you're going to regret it." I wanted her to resist. Breaking them was the best part,

they were so obedient after and I got to show them just how far they could go. Their limits were never

anything like they thought. I'd have her panting and calling my name in no time, and the best part,

because she'd agreed to this game of mine, I would get a chance to breed her before official

permission from my Alpha. "One," I called up.

The wood creaked directly above me. I waited for her to peer down at me, but no frightened eyes met

mine.

"Two," I called, grabbing the ladder and setting it against the spot she hid. "Last chance, Princess."

She still didn't answer. I shrugged. She could have it her way then. I climbed up the steps, my cock

getting harder with every rung. I would fuck her from that high, force her face close to the edge so her

body would tighten as fear consumed her. Bury myself in that tight wet pussy of hers and then take her

ass too.

I was almost up the ladder when I heard a thump on the ground beside me. I peered over to see Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Amanda racing out of the barn. The minx had jumped in a pile of the straw. She was racing for the

castle as fast as she could.

Laughing, I hopped down from the ladder. The beast in me was eager and so was I. I ran after her.

She got to the steps, her fingers reached out for the handle to freedom.

I jumped on her from behind, pinning her down. "Sorry, Princess," I purred in her before I got up and

dragged her away from safety by a handful of her hair. I dragged her right back to the barn and threw

her against the same pile of straw she'd used to break her fall. I followed her down, grabbing her jaw

and kissing her hard, my tongue tangling with hers before I pulled away and shoved my starving cock

down her throat until her eyes watered. I kept a hold of her long hair like a reign as I thrust into her as

hard and deep as I wanted. My cock bulged against her throat as I pushed deep and she choked on

me. "You lose," I purred to her, using my free hand to tear the sheet away.

"And now, you're mine. You can fight if you want, I'd love it if you do, but you're not leaving this room

until I'm fucking satisfied."

I paused to grin, grabbing her by the back of the head and pushing her all the way until her nose tickled

my groin. "Welcome to being my fucktoy, Princess."