The Sluttining.

"Well mate, are you going to do as I say and be a slut for me?"

She glares at me, all that pent up fury and desire making her eyes shine in a way that drives me nuts.

In response I twist her nipples again and she moans, hoping it's enough to tip her over the edge. It isn't, and it pisses her off. She tries to free her hands from my grip overhead but it doesn't work.

She curses at me again but it merely amuses me. I'm still stuck on how beautiful she looks like this. Her pale skin shines in the light and the way her blood rushes along her skin only adds to it. It's an unusual blue that matches her eyes and gives her an eternal glow. It's unbelievable.

Did witches have blue blood though? Wasn't it grey? I would ask later. I bury my face in her neck, marking her neck and chest with hickeys. My grip on her arms loosen as I focus on marking every inch of her skin with my mark. Her breathy moans ring in my ears when I reach her collarbone, a sensitive spot for female witches and an even more sensitive spot for mates. After each hickey I lick the spot till I'm satisfied, Winter scratches along my back edging me on.

I can feel Winter's wetness on me and fuck me if it doesn't make my dick hard.

I fan her ear with my breath while my hands trace her skin. "So Winter, what's it going to be?"

She nods at me, leaning into my touch, surrending control. "Yes Keon. I'll be your good slut."

I don't hesitate, flipping her so her ass is to me. My drawers come off with relative ease, and my arm pulls her by her hair. "Winter, Winter, Winter..." My beautiful mate, the fearless witch I met a month ago now shivers at my words, her back arched in readiness, the look of fear mixed with excitement in her eyes. It makes me fucking hard.

"I must warn you. I'm not the hero or the knight in shining armor. I'm not going to make love to you like my brother. I'm going to fuck your brains out so you know who you belong to. Is that clear?"

I swear to the goddess Selena her wetness increases, and did she just rub her thighs in anticipation?

Finally seeing her like this after this long makes my dick twitch.

"Use your words Winter"

She nods at me. I slap her ass. Hard.

The sound echoes in the silent room, save for Winter's whimper.

"Words Winter. Use them."

"Yes Keon I—"

I slap her ass again, harder this time. She squeals, clearly enjoying it, even though I'm sure they're going

to leave a mark by dawn.

"It's sir. Is that clear Winter?"

She doesn't hesitate. "Yes sir."

Neither do I. I thrust into her in one go, my hand still in her hair and she screams, gripping the wooden surface in front of her. "Fuck!"

I chuckle, working up my pace. "I warned you Winter, I'm not making love to you. I'm fucking you."

I pump into her hard and fast, her breathy moans spurring me on. "Fuck! Fucking fuck!" Her hands tease her own nipples, her stomach hitting the table over and over again, the items on top shaking with each thrust.

We find our rhythm and work with it, her pushing downwards and my upwards thrusts. I find her sweet spot and ram into it severally, until Winter's damn near spasming. Her usually cold skin is hot, with sweat sticking on her head, and the sight of the mark burning on her skin has me almost coming in her. She grinds her ass against my pelvis repeatedly, the move making my groan loudly. Fucking hell. I lick her mark repeatedly, feeling waves of ecstacy coursing though me.

Fuck she feels good. A little too good. I can feel the pressure at the base of my spine growing hotter by the second. Winter cries out even louder when I bite her neck again.

"Fuck! K—Sir I'm going to–sir please I need to come. I–"

I tug on her hair. "Don't even think about it. Only when I say so remember?" She cries out and I chuckle into her side, sucking on her ears.

My laugh gets cut short when I blink and suddenly she's facing me, probably using her magic, doing something that takes me completely by suprise.

She bites me. Really hard. On my nipple.

Everything slows down for a second before coming back. A fuckton of pleasure assaults my entire body before I can realize it.

I groan so loudly I think the cups on the table shake. I grip her hips to steady myself, my balls feeling like they're on fire.

Fucking hell.

"What the fuck was that Winter?" my voice is gravelly and barely mine, my wolf so fucking turned on its affecting my voice. Her cheeks color. "I-"

"You're such a slut Winter. Such a good slut for me. Should I let you come streghetta?"

She nods excitedly, wrapping her legs around me. Her warm breath fans my throat . Fuck. This feels way better than it should. "Please sir. Let your good slut come sir. Please."My wolf nearly goes feral. I can feel my dick throbbing in her, begging me for release as well.

Fuck.

I double down, hitting her core repeatedly, my fingers massaging her dripping clit. She moans loudly in my neck, her nails tearing at my back. It gets my dick way too excited. Finally I concede."Come for me Winter."

Her orgasm rocks her two seconds later. I freefall right after, emptying myself in her while trying to maintain standing on my two feet. Her release is so strong she cries out, shaking in my arms. A loud groan escapes me, my vision dazed before the room comes back.

Fuck.