Page 63 of Plug and Claim

Hate and Obey

Nathaniel

This was not how Nathaniel had expected to spend his morning—in pure and total bliss.

He appreciated Kira’s efforts; each time she gagged, her throat tightened deliciously around his cock, and when she pulled away to retch, it was like a symphony to his ears. Seeing her like this would be etched in his mind forever—teary eyes, flushed cheeks, and engorged red lips covered in drool and precum. It was heart-stopping, as was her expression as she gazed up at him. It was the perfect mix of anger and defeat as she panted with desire, and it made him want to do all kinds of things to her.

Once she’d drawn a few breaths, he motioned for her to resume, and the contemptuous look she shot him did not hide the gleam in her eyes as she took him in her mouth again. As she went down on him, he stroked her hair.

He had to remind her to look at him, and each time he did, her golden eyes radiated disdain, which turned him on even more than the sight of her lips stretched around his cock did.

At first, Nathaniel was patient, but after a while, he couldn’t take it anymore—he had to throat fuck her.

His hold tightened on Kira’s hair as he moved her the way he wanted. He did not take it easy on her, either, fucking her mouth as if she were a ragdoll and making her squeal as she tried to keep up with his demands.

Teach me, Kira had said.

Yes, he would be very glad to teach her. He would train her to obey, and to endure. He could already tell she was a good student—it was just a shame she wanted him dead, but he was too close to his orgasm to stop now.

And then, just as he was about to fill her mouth, she tried to cheat him—to swallow his cum quickly so she wouldn’t have to taste it. Maybe she wasn’t so inexperienced after all—or perhaps someone had tipped her off. Either way, he quickly called her out on it, rectifying the situation by holding her head where he wanted it, so she was primed to taste him.

And then he’d come hard, blowing his load in her mouth and groaning as he shuddered, holding her in place. It was a large load that kept on coming, and his body shook as he pumped her mouth full of cum.

Seeing her try to swallow it all while he was still buried down her throat filled him with pride. It was a commendable effort, even if she did choke and spit out half of it.

Now, his creamy seed glistened where it had spilled on the grey furs at his feet. He didn’t mind—to say that he was comfortable would have been an understatement. He was slumped in his armchair in the privacy of his office whilst the most beautiful female wolf he’d ever seen sucked him off. To top it all off, she’d even tried to kill him—that was the highlight.

When he asked Kira to clean up the floor, he fully expected her to tell him to ‘fuck off’, especially with how he’d treated her. Therefore, he was taken aback when she lowered her head to the ground. He leant forward in his chair to get a better view, and he watched, captivated, as Kira’s feminine pink tongue lapped at the spilt cum on the furs. He was pleased she’d obeyed, but also a little disappointed.

Where was the fight?

Where was the pushback?

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Kira’s hand inching towards the knife. He pressed his lips together to stop himself from smiling as her fingertips brushed the hilt.

Oh Kira.

He took care not to hurt her as he stepped on her wrist.

Her first reaction was to struggle, and it caused her to lose balance and fall face first onto the cum-covered pelt.

When she sat up, her face was shining with his cum, and a few stray wolf hairs were stuck to her cheek.

Oh fuck, yes.

She’s a goddess.

He rose, scooped her up in his arms and placed her in his armchair. She was smaller than him, and she made the chair look like a throne.

“Good girl,” he said, stroking her thighs as he knelt before her. “That concludes our first lesson.”

Kira immediately reached to wipe her face.

“Don’t,” he commanded. “Leave it. I want to see you like this.”

Kira’s hand slowly lowered. “You’re a sick bastard.”

“You don’t sound very grateful.”