Cal found Tara looking rather guilty and worried about where he’d left her. Had she’d thought he’d forgotten her? Not likely with the stiff one he was hiding in his pants for her. He’d have to fuck her sooner rather than later. The thought of sinking into her and surrounding himself with the feel of her body and her scent. The noises she made when he touched her were just putting his rules to the test. Would he lose face for breaking his own rules when others found out she wasn’t just his new submissive by his mate as well? He hoped not. Because she wasn’t ready yet to accept anything tender from him. She was still in flight mode. If he gave her an inch, she’d run. That he couldn’t let happen, because he’d not be able to protect her from Elmwood and his fools. That’s the excuse he fed himself, at least. The only one he was willing to face currently. Tara watched him like a creature cornered and trapped in a fight-or-flight state of mind. “Well, we n

A long time later, with his sex drive calmed, and his fear of this being a mistake was over. Cal was now assured she was his fated mate. He’d resisted biting her and sealing the deal. But he’d fucking filled her pussy up with his cum. He’d glimpsed his cum slipping a little from her lips, telling him he’d done well in that boat. She’d orgasmed several more times as well. He didn’t rely on that and ensured she’s orgasmed once more after he’d been able to slip from her. Now was the time to get her addicted to the pleasures he would give her. Before the trust came, the addiction to the experience would bind her to him. He was euphoric from pounding her as she came on his cock. This was what he searched for, and he couldn’t be happier that he’d found it in her. Cal took a closer look at Tara. He realized their first sexual encounter had overwhelmed her mind. She’d need time for her mind and body to process this auspicious event. He needed her to rest and recover now.

“So this we call the conditioning chair. Here we can train you to enjoy my tastes in enjoyment.” Cal stood there now between Tara’s open thighs. He saw everything about her most intimate bodily and that’s when she realized he could now do what he liked to her. The wall behind him was windowed and the main room where they held the sex parties and events was full on the other side of the window. “Now we’ll start this by turning you on. Then we’ll amp up your experience until you beg to tell me everything. Just so you can find some ease from your need to fuck. It’ll take some time to achieve this, but you won’t notice the time passing.” Cal was studying her body as he spoke. His hands and eyes were exploring her taut belly and silky thighs. Cal parted her nether lips and smiled. “Ah, I was correct. Look at you weep with anticipation. I knew you were a natural, hm.” Tara wasn’t crying, she was laying there feeling her liquid heat ease from her pussy and Cal’s

Cal’s meeting concerned for them both. He could see how everything could get out of hand. If they didn’t honestly communicate, there’d surely be war between packs. They were lucky because mostly there was an uneasy truth between most of the packs that called places within the Toronto home. But with things going missing during robberies and arsons. Then showing up at attacks within neighbouring territories as if his pack were attacking them. It was a smart tactic to cause chaos. But the Fae were attacking locations nearby as well. It was getting more difficult to figure who was guilty of doing what. With their rogue population in flux recently. The rogue population took several hits with a Liche surfacing almost a year ago. Many rogues followed lies and false promises here only to die at the hands of other rogues or the Liche’s army for replacement part for its army. A horrible thought they would kill a rogue because the army needed a spare arm. After that, when it b

The Alpha entered the room and Tara felt her body clench as her fears and desires warred within her. He’d just taken what he wanted from her, and her body wanted more. She let out a little gasp as she clenched her thighs together. Cal didn’t miss any of the signs. It pleased him to know the sight of him made her aware of what he was to her. “This is a recovery room where submissives can go to process their training sessions physically and mentally. No one fucks in them. That defeats the purpose. But that’s not why I’m here. We have several things to talk about and I suspect when I told you as we fucked, you might have missed the important information.” Tara wasn’t sure what he was getting at. He’d told her she was his toy, to dress up or fuck. She didn’t have a say in it. Tara was his possession. “I think I get it. You tell me to jump, and I ask how high.” “Partially, but it’s a little more than that. Your place will always be by my side. No matter