Chapter 15 Desire for Revenge

In the wild, Alyssa felt her senses arising and a mixture of emotions. The state of a wolf back in its natural habitat was such a profound sensation. Energy surged through her veins, thrilling her to her core when he plunged his wet fingers into her continuously.
Her breaths hastened. She had never done it in the open before, and furthermore, it was such a rural place that she feared someone was going to walk in on them.
Nathaniel really had her at that. Any objection from her was met with his very hot lips and the synchronous thrusts of their tongues in each other’s mouths as they united with a passionate kiss. He dabbed his wet fingers on her already damp underwear, rubbing off her juices.
“Not so fast,” he broke the kiss and rasped against her earlobe, immobilising her with the mature, masculine aura. His vibes were so strong that they radiated so hard inside her, teasing every part of her as she fought her and Aria’s desire to mate. Alyssa had never come across someone so undeniably sexy, although she vowed it had to be the bond in her that was messing with her head and body.
In Jave village, without anyone who knew her, she was as good as a pauper. She should have never agreed to follow him to this secluded place, even if she didn’t know where they were heading. As a CEO, she should have known not to let her guard down.
But this man, he was so otherworldly that she felt enslaved against her will. He was like her sweet pill. One that would lead to her demise, if she didn’t tread with caution.
Alyssa knew this was where the contract came into place. She had to utilise it for her own protection. Just moments earlier, she had sought to teach him a lesson, but now it was him who had control over her. Every second of it was torture. Her body ached, and her legs trembled with the need that was troubling her.
“Nat,” she gasped, tremoring slightly at his touch. “What do you want me to do?”
He lifted her off the ground suddenly, surprising her that he did it with little effort. “Let’s go inside.”
At the mention of the word ‘inside’, Alyssa became aware of the presence of a primitive-looking wooden hut to their right, barely noticeable from the huge coconut tree’s leaves that camouflaged its walls from view.
She nodded, barely able to mouth a word. Her heart thudded inside her chest. What was he going to do in that room? She could imagine several unique scenarios that he would drag her into, but all the more they were just going to make her drip more. She couldn’t afford that. Hesitantly, she allowed him to carry her into the structure and observed him bolt the door shut.
The hut just had a bedroom and a kitchen, with a small space for dining. He switched on the standing lamp and set her down on the stone bed in the room, that felt warm to the touch. She was about to heave in relief when he suddenly pressed down her tiny paws with his strong hands.
“The moment my back is turned, you’re going to run away, right?”
“Wha–a?” she could only murmur. This man wasn’t just going to let her out of his sight!
“I need to relieve myself after a long drive. But I can’t leave you here alone, can I?”
“You… you can..” she squeaked. “It’s not like I could run from this place, you brought me here..”
But he wasn’t listening. There was a moment of silence before he pushed down hard on her right hand, and with his left hand, he tugged on a hidden compartment on the stone bed.
She squirmed. The pressure of his hand on hers was hurting her, and even with her left hand free, it wasn’t a dominant hand, and she was too weak to even do anything.
Not like she wanted to. Nat hadn’t satisfied her yet, and as a werewolf who had a mate bond with a charming human pet, just looking at him was driving her insane. She coughed, presumably to get his attention, and he turned around sharply, gazing into her needy eyes.
“Alyssa Dawson,” he addressed her gravely with a hot-blooded tone. She flinched, and he let go of her right hand.
“Take off your clothes,” he ordered.
“What?” She almost yelled back at him.
“Just like you did on our first night. What are you ashamed of? It’s not like I’ve never seen your body at all.”
The way he pronounced each word stung in her mind. She argued, “What if I don’t comply?”
“Then I’ll have to remove your clothes by force. I don’t suppose you have extra clothes in your small bag, my dear?”
Damn. She grunted unhappily and unbuttoned her blouse speedily, leaving no zip or buckle in place while she got down to her underwear. Slipping out of her layers of clothing, she sat back down on the bed. But for Nat, that wasn’t enough. He wanted her back to him. She cursed again a few times and obeyed.
What was he up to? Did he enjoy roleplay so much?
Not a word transpired from him when she felt something coarse wrap itself around her hands, securing them behind her tightly. His fingers trailed her bare abdomen, teasing her down to her cleanly-shaved opening. But suddenly, he stopped.
“Wait here.”
He turned off the lights, sending the room into total darkness. She lay most uncomfortably with her hands tied, battling the desire to tear herself free while her wetness pooled between her legs. She wanted him now, but he was relieving himself in the latrine adjacent to the room! It was so silent that she could hear the dripping sounds of him answering the call of nature.
And what about her call of nature? She desired him so much, sensing the bond even at metres apart. He had just walked into the room when she started writhing and kicking about with her legs. But she hadn’t even torn apart her bonds, which greatly pleased him. She knew this from the sensation of him next to her, and the pleasantness in his voice.
But business was business, after all, and this harmony didn’t last very long. Instead of unbinding her, he just parted her legs, and ploughed his way upwards, getting to the top of her cave. She let out a moan of pleasure as he found her g-spot, and in no time, she was streaming with her juices from the pleasure she felt at her most vulnerable point.
“Nat, please,” she whispered. He glanced at her, and the messy state she was in. Her hair hung, dishevelled, over her back, and pearls of sweat gleamed back at him on her flawless body.
“Not the right answer,” he smirked, teasing her further with a few smooth glides of his fingers. She moaned sensually, on the verge of losing it all.
“Inside me, now, please, Nat,” she whispered, but he resumed his torture on her. She felt that she was at her limits, and even Aria was at her wit’s end.
She was almost about to explode. Even the toughest woman ever was still a woman. Especially when it came to one’s sensuality and being in such proximity with her mate.
“I’m about to lose it, Nat,” she heard herself say. “Do me now, if that’s what you want! I feel like I’m going to burst!”
Nathaniel just laughed menacingly, before she heard the rustling of clothes, and a zip descending. With that, something soft went into her mouth and listening to her instincts, she let him deeper inside her oral cavity, tasting his bitterness for the first time ever. Oral was something she didn’t know about, and it hadn’t lasted a few seconds when he took himself out, completely hardened.
He conquered her in one move. She lay as submissively as she could, sensing the bond strengthen slowly. Breathing in his scent that was driving her into insanity, she contained herself from howling. He thrust harder inside her, moving so quickly in and out of her that she thought she was almost about to come.
Then he paused and took apart the ropes that tied her hands. She reckoned he must have liked seeing her hands above her head, because he continued doing her in that pose. His tongue wandered around her breasts, suckling noisily on one of her nipples before going on the other.
After he was done in that position, he flipped her around and took her from the back. The lovemaking had a lasting effect on her, and she felt satisfied with the two hours of being at war with each other. When he finally came, she was entirely consumed.
He barely gave her time before he was at it again, starting her engine before she had even recovered her vitality.
“What, Nat?” She yawned and pulled herself together. Two hours of humping had left her sore down south. Yet, amidst the pain and discomfort, she desired more. She could not say no to the bond between her, Aria, and him.
“Did it feel good? Do you want another round before we go to Grandma’s?”
This time, a dark red glint was blatantly obvious in his eyes. She nodded and said, weakly, “Yes. I’m satisfied.”
A second had barely passed when he said deeply, “Do you regret retrenching me now that you’re satisfied with my performance?”
Everything fell silent, and he just stared into her eyes intensely.
She could feel the fire in him. One that burned savagely, with a flame that would never extinguish.
A desire for revenge was rampaging in him.