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rode across her flesh as she
rocked against him.  He groaned as she rubbed her slit back and forth along his
lower belly, her folds held open by the spread of her legs.  His erection dug
into the cleft of her buttocks, insistent, demanding.
                She reached
behind, grasped it firmly, massaging its engorged length.  He sucked a breath
in sharply, jerked against his bonds.
                “Take me inside
you, Swan,” he said, his voice hoarse and commanding.
                Swan opened her
eyes, met his dark, heavy lidded look.  His eyes glittered as the black depths
were swallowed by golden flecks.  She hesitated at the leashed wildness in his
eyes.  “Do you agree to help me?”
                “Yes.”
                She stared at him
a moment, uncertain she could accept such an easy capitulation.  Finally,
however, she decided she could take him at his word.  He’d given it.  He surely
would not go back on it.  “Good.  I-I will release you to tend to your own ...
needs.”
                He shook
violently, his look thunderous.  She gripped him with her thighs to stay
upright until he stilled.  “To tease a man is foolhardy.  To tease a wolf is
perilous.”
                Swan shivered. 
She’d not intended to provoke him so far.  Her control had lapsed.  “They say
all is fair in war.”  She shifted to get off him, not so sure now that she
wanted to untie his hands.
                With a deep
growl, he snapped the bonds like paper.  In the blink of an eye, he grabbed her
and rolled until she lay beneath him, trapped by the cage of his body.  The
color of his eyes bled to purest amber, near glowing with ferocity.  Wolf’s
eyes.
                He captured her
hands before she could flay him, drew them up over her head until he’d manacled
her wrists in one hand.  Swan opened her mouth, and he covered her full lips
with his own, muffled her scream.  She bit his lip as he sawed his mouth across
hers.  He bled but a little before the wound closed.
                Her legs splayed
wide round his hips, she could do nothing as the enormous head of his erection
parted her folds and prodded her opening. 
                She’d only
experienced the penetration of a man once before, and it had been a gentle
affair—nothing like this.  Her pussy wept in a wet plea that she remain still
and allow him to ravish her however he deemed appropriate.  The strength of her
will demanded she do no such thing, no matter how much her treacherous body
might want it.
                She tore her
mouth from his, gasping and feigning an anger she didn’t truly feel.  “You
would force me?”
                He looked deep in
her eyes.  His own glittered with brutal animalistic need.  “You think I cannot
smell the sweet hot scent of your pussy begging for my possession?  We both
know you want me,” he growled.
                She trembled,
though not with fear.  Excitement, coarse and wild, shuddered through her every
nerve, leaving her feeling as though she dangled over a precipice. 
Anticipation surged through her, making her cunt tighten.  Her nipples throbbed
beneath the brush of his silky haired chest.
                She hadn’t
realized his sexuality would be so potent, so alluring.  She’d caught herself
in her own trap and had no way to escape it.  And did she really want to?
                “I’ve no interest
in bedding an animal,” she ground out.
                He hung his head
low, a threatening tone to his voice.  “You think that highborn pussy of yours
is too good to be fucked by a wolf?”
                The utterance of
those words were nearly enough to send her over the edge.  He punctuated each
with a hard stab of his cock against her spread, wet nether lips.  She barely
restrained a whimper, biting her full