***Trigger warning: dark, filthy, 18+ rated***
…and he towered above her again, shirtless now, chest streaked in the sweat because he was trying so f*****g hard not to f**k her.
His trousers was undone, the thick base of his massive c**k just barely visible under the waistband, twitching. But he didn’t take it out. He didn’t let her see what she was begging for. He kept it caged. Caged like her.
His hand was still wrapped in the chain. His scent wrapped around her body like smoke. His shirt hung from her like a second skin. Every part of her was covered in him…his spit, his breath, his voice, his claim..but not his knot. Not yet.
Lucien tilted his head, eyes burning. “You want to know what happens to she-wolves who beg too early?”
Sera’s body jerked. She tried to answer. He didn’t l
