Vivianna #2
I was surprised that Rik and Tav didn’t say anything to stop our fight, but I think we all knew that this needed to happen at some point.
This had been building between us since we met, and the dam had finally broken.
A low growl rumbled in my throat, and my lips pulled back, baring my teeth at him.
Darius faced me, tail high in the air, body tensed, ready for my next move.
He might have more skill than me when fighting in wolf form, but I was still a fighter, trained to use my size and speed to my advantage.
Letting my nails grip into the carpet, I shot forward, aiming low, making him think I was going for his front leg.
When he lowered his head to meet me head-on, I leapt onto his back and clamped my jaw onto his fur until I hit skin.
Using my momentum, I pulled him down on his side, whipped my head to the right, and kept the movement going until he slammed into the stone wall.
I heard him let out a yelp, and he twisted, trying to get his feet under him.
A splash of red bloomed on his shoulder where I’d bitten him, making my wolf smile.
Not so tough now, are ya, big guy?
How far are we taking this? I questioned.
Till the fucker learns his place and who’s really in charge here.
I let out a huff of agreement as I paced back and forth, waiting to see Darius’s reaction to my takedown.
He shook out his fur and moved towards me, but I didn’t see any sign of submission.
He stopped when I snarled, his tail down but ears pricked, paying attention to my posture.
Lifting his head higher, he flattened his ears, showing his teeth to me in warning.
Oh my god. Is he not getting it? This is no fucking joke—he wants to see if we have the cajones to run a pack? Well this is it, fucke.
I unleashed my alpha energy, focusing it on him, and he flinched but didn’t give in.
Seems he needed a little more convincing.
Rushing him, I slammed into his chest, my paws coming up to wrap around his neck.
I latched on to his throat and tried to drag him down to the ground again, forcing him to submit.
It was at this moment he figured out I wasn’t fucking around.
He lashed out with his paws, trying to bat me from his neck, twisting so he could shove me, rolling us both into the couch.
It slid back, slamming into the desk while I kicked my back legs, trying to claw at his soft stomach.
My teeth dug deeper into his flesh, letting his blood fill my mouth.
We need to let go, what if we hurt him too badly?
No fucking way in hell are we letting go. This is a dominance issue, and this is the only way it will be sorted out. You’re gonna need to trust me on this one. We can’t give even an inch. He needs to yield.
I shoved down my need to do no harm and trusted my wolf.
We rolled around the room, neither of us giving an inch, Darius doing everything he could think of to get me to let go.
He miscalculated and tripped over something when he reared up, landing him on his back.
Faster than I’d ever moved before, I secured my hold on the front of his neck, holding his life in my jaws.
I slowly closed my jaw, giving him every opportunity to submit before I ended up killing him.
It wasn’t until the last second that he gave up, relaxing his whole body under me, letting out a whine of distress.
Immediately I released him, lifting my head slightly to look him in the eye.
When I trusted he wouldn’t attack again, I shifted back to my human body, still keeping my dominant position.
When he followed suit, I was straddling his hips, my hands on his shoulders, blood covering his chest. Looking down, I noticed that I also was covered in his blood.
I could still taste the metallic flavor in my mouth.
Another part of him that I was sitting on was making its presence known, causing me to wiggle on his lap, making him hiss.
Focus. This isn’t over yet. We need him to admit his choice in his human form too. His wolf may have submitted, but they have been fighting each other for weeks. I still think he needs to be punished further.
I have an idea for his human ass.
Get it, girl.
Meeting Darius’s eyes, I let him see that as much as I wanted to kick his ass, I was also turned on. The adrenaline rush of the fight had primed me for more action, and he was conveniently available.
“What’s your answer?” I demanded, going back to what had started this whole fight.
Darius thrust his hips up, his dick hitting my clit at just the right angle to make me moan, but I held it in. “I am yours.”
I gave him a grin of triumph, shifting so he slid achingly slow inside of me.
I panted as his eyes rolled back, letting out a groan as I took him balls-deep, feeling fuller than I’d ever felt.
His hand gripped my hips so tight I knew there would be bruises.
Leaning forward, I let a hand settle around his neck, gripping along the sides where his arteries were, and squeezed.
Darius’s eyes flew open, and his wolf showed through.
Seems that our fight wasn’t quite over yet.
Seconds later, I was slammed flat on my back with him thrusting into me like a wild animal.
Thank god I was so turned on and wet, or this would’ve been brutal.
He rose above me, my hold on his throat still tight but allowing him to breathe as he slammed into me over and over.
While I was enjoying our rough ride, this wasn’t his show.
It was mine. Thrusting up with my neck, then hitting his inner elbow and collapsing his arm, I rolled so I was back on top.
When I stood, a hand shot out to grab my ankle, but I moved faster, dancing out of his way.
Turning my back on him, I headed for the bathroom, wanting to wash this blood off.
If he didn’t want to play by the rules, he didn’t get to play at all.
I wasn’t prepared for him to grab the back of my neck and smash me against the bathroom door.
Molding his body along my back, he picked up my right leg and thrust into me again.
I let out a cry, my body flooded with pleasure, my hands clawing against the wood.
I met each movement with one of my own, pushing back on each of his, pushing him deeper until he was snarling into the back of my neck.
He was losing his mind in pleasure while I was controlling it all with a swirl of my hips.
I shoved back with my whole body, pushing him off me so I could reverse our roles, crashing his back against the door, jumping up, and wrapping my leg around his waist. Ramming him back inside me, I rode him as he cupped my ass with his hands and tossed his head back in utter bliss.
Do it now.
He’s going to hate us.
No, he won’t, but he’ll never forget who owns his ass.
Darting forward, I bit Darius right on the front of his throat, just under his jaw, as I reached my climax, quickly followed by his. He was now mine, and there was nothing he could do about it. I felt him struggling against my hold on him, wanting to leave his own mark on my neck, but I denied him.
He didn’t deserve to call me his own just yet.