บททั้งหมดของ The Red Wolf's Slave Mate: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

DARINAGod, I was freezing! He stood in front of me, a giant, naked man – no, he was a beast. A cruel beast. My eyes flitted to his erection. I had nowhere to go. At least the water was warmer. He reached for me, and I turned around. I didn’t want to look at him. He had my body, but he was never going to have my soul or my mind.Nico pulled me against him, under the warm water. In spite of myself, I leant back against him, needing the warmth. His erection against my back - I waited for him to push me forward. But he didn’t. Instead he stroked my arms, long sensual strokes, warming my blood. I closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable. I was tired.“Good girl. Stop fighting me.” He said, his voice low, hardly above a whisper. “You should have told me sooner that you were a virgin, baby girl. I could have made it special for you.”I shuddered under his touch, unable to speak.What he did next took me by surprise. He washed my body, lathering my back with flowery scented soap, lifting m

DARINAI picked at the breakfast Nico left me, an array of fruits, croissants filled with cream cheese and cold meats. I poured myself some orange juice to wash it all down. While snacking on a strawberry, my mouth filled with its sweet, tangy juice I moved around the room, taking in all the different tools of torture he had displayed on the walls and in glass cabinets lined against the stone walls. And the stocks, my God! I didn’t want to imagine what he did with a woman held captive in it.“Oh, my lord…” I touched one of the whips, it had nine tails of soft suede. A shiver went down my spine and for a moment I had a mental picture of him standing over my naked body stretched out on that same table my food was served on. He would be fully dressed and holding that whip, stroking my back with the suede tails before flicking it over my butt. The picture was so vivid, I almost let out a scream, chocking on the juices of the fruit in my mouth.It was insane! My core throbbed wildly from

NICOI smashed my fist into the wall into the corridor, the wall shook, and pieces of rock crumbled to the floor. Bones snapped in my hand only to rearrange themselves immediately. The pain was numbing the pain I felt in my chest. My mate doesn’t want my pups.Was I so repulsive to her that she couldn’t bear to have a baby with me? I closed my eyes, leaning against the wall. My wolf pushed the thought into my head that we must mark her, the mate bond will snap into place, and she will be all over us, begging us to fill her with our seed.“No!” I screamed into the air. The walls echoed my voice throughout the mansion. No, I refused! I wanted her to submit to me willingly, not because of this fucking mate bond. Besides, if I were honest with myself and my idiot wolf, I was afraid to mark Darina. What if she died? What if she turned?My wolf liked the last idea. Yeah, he would. Werewolves didn’t take humans for mates. They were weak. Why would the Moon Goddess do this to me? Did she hate

He took a meatball between his fingers, holding it out for me to take.“Open.” He commanded.My eyes widened. I hesitated for a moment but then my hunger got the better of me and I opened my mouth to take it from him. The juicy meatball almost melted in my mouth, and I tried to stifle the moan of pleasure.“Good?” he asked, taking one for himself.I nodded and he smiled. He picked up what looked like a little parcel of cabbage of some sort and held it to my lips.“This is my favorite, sarmale. Open.” He popped it into my mouth and a multitude of flavors exploded on my palate.“This is so different; I’ve never had it before.” I said between chewing.“What? Your mother never made this?” he shook his head in disbelief. It was a traditional dish.I shrugged, swallowing the last mouthful. “She never cooked Romanian dishes.” My mother wanted to fit in with the English way of living.He poured light white wine into a glass and held it to my lips. I took a sip, savoring the fruity taste on my

“Open this fucking door! Now!” Nico roared. He slammed his fist against the door, and the wood started to crack.I saw Maria’s face turn ashen. A servant ran to open the door and Nico barged in, blood streamed down his right arm and dripped onto the carpet. Salvatore was right behind him.“Where’s Darina?” His eyes were wild and then he noticed me lying on the carpet with Maria standing over me with her gun. I held the side of my head, and my fingers came away bloodied.Maria took three steps back from me. The fierce look on his face had her falling to her knees. He snarled at her; lips drawn back in a feral growl. “I have warned you, Maria. Twice now.”“She attacked me, Nico. I swear, I thought she was going to escape.” Maria pleaded with him, crying. “Please, you’re hurt. Let me help you.”He ignored her, falling on his knees next to me. My head pounded so much I could hardly look at him.“What happened?” I asked, “You’ve been shot.” He scooped me up, glaring at the sobbing woman a