Chapter 002 Passion

WINTER

"Ow!" I cried as a sharp pain shot from my back to my brain. "What's wrong with you, Seven? Why are you acting--"

Out of the blue, Seven captured my lips and kissed me hard. He released my neck and grabbed a chunk of my hair instead. I couldn't tell which was more painful; the throbbing in my back or my scalp.

A smoky leathery scent filled my nostrils all of a sudden. My eyes shut slowly and I soon began to kiss him back.

I wanted to pound my fist on his hard chest, but something stopped me from doing so. I didn't tell him to stop. I want him. Maybe not like this. But I still want him inside of me. 

I always have.

A spark of warmth opened between my legs when he grabbed my butt and squeezed hard. Soon, he let go. His fingers slipped under my dress and tugged on my panties.

The second his finger brushed between my thighs, my eyes flew open. A bit of my senses came back.

"No, Seven... Let's wait—"

The way his eyebrows instantly gathered indicated that he was growing impatient. "You just said that you want me too. Stop acting all innocent. Let's get this done. I have waited long enough. And you know that!"

With that, he picked me up and threw me on the king-sized bed. My back ached again. I winced in pain, looking at him fearfully.

Seven seemed oblivious to my pain. At this moment, the air became hotter than before. He took off his black underwear, revealing a hard-on that was much larger than I had imagined it to be.

Bloody hell! He wanted to stick that... that thing inside me?

As if in response, Seven's cock jerked twice. Dread filled me instantly. I resumed drawing back, shaking my head.

Seven held his dick and began stroking it. He then kneeled on the bed and moved towards me. 

Fear overshadowed the arousal I felt moments ago. The huge cock in front of me scared the shit out of me. All of a sudden, my back hit the headboard. I clutched my chest and looked around for a way out of here.

The expression on Seven's face and all that he had said to me since I got here, meant one thing; He was going to have sex with me tonight!

I wasn't ready, but he was having none of it.

Lunging to the side, I attempted to get off the bed. What a stupid idea!

Seven grabbed my waist and pressed me down on the mattress. As my body sank in, he roughly pulled up my dress and ripped away my lacy underwear.

"Don't!" I shrieked.

He pressed his index finger on my lips. Looking down at me through his long and dark lashes, he groaned, "Don't fight it, Winter."

His voice dripped with desire, swirling something inside me. He parted my legs and got between them.

A wave of electricity ran through me a second later. Seven had just run his finger on my pussy. Thankfully, my girls and I had gone for a Brazilian wax about a week ago just to look better in our bikinis during my birthday weekend at a beach resort.

Now, I could feel every bit of his finger on my warm mound. My pelvis jutted as he stroked me. He looked down at me and flashed an evil grin.

Shame sent my cheeks aflame. I knew exactly what he was thinking. How was it possible that the same girl who told him to wait moments ago was now all wet and aching to be fucked?

Seven's jaw clenched. He gave my pussy a few more strokes and then resumed stroking his boner. With his free hand, he held my waist and pulled me closer.

Deadly anticipation made a few more muscles tense up inside me. I soon felt something warm and hard on my pussy. In an instant, a sharp pain pierced through me from beneath.

I bit my lower lip hard, holding the loud cry that was at the tip of my tongue. A warm tear slid from the corner of my eye.

His dick prodded into me like a rod.  I could feel something breaking down there. In pain, I tried to push him off.

"Ouch! It hurts!" 

Seven's body was hard as a rock over me. Although I was slapping his chest with my palm, he barely moved back or frowned to indicate that he felt any pain.

My vagina tightened around his big dick. My freshly manicured nails sank into his flesh as he slid further into me.

Seven started to move back and forth inside me. My breasts jiggled in the matching lacy bra I was wearing. I attempted to hold them, but hanging for dear life was more important now.

Tears flowed from my eyes to my ears. I couldn't keep myself from crying anymore. Looking up at Seven's blurry face above me, I begged for the umpteenth time in the last minute, "Uh! Can you go slow? Please..."

Seven slowed down for a second. Just as I was getting used to the length and thickness of his dick, he resumed pounding me hard. The sound of flesh slapping together filled the air alongside his animalistic groans.

Begging him was now out of the question. My body was jerking so much that I could barely breathe!

Fuck! It felt so good, yet so painful!

My wolf growled for a second.

Seven brought his lips to mine again. He parted them and then sucked on my tongue. This went on until he suddenly stopped. His breathing grew heavier, but instead of releasing my lips, he opened his mouth and breathed into mine.

My throat itched badly. Then I felt a churning in my chest. It was weird and comfortable at the same time. What's happening?

Before I could get the answer to that question, Seven pulled away from my mouth. His cock jerked inside me severally.

"Fuck!" A low groan slipped from his mouth as he drew his head back. As if on impulse, I let out a cry of satisfaction. My sweaty body trembled and then went gooey under him.

Breathing hard, I held his head with both hands and pressed him down to my bosom. For a second, I felt him listening to my heartbeat. But he soon jerked his head up and slapped my hands away.

His dick slipped out of me. Without sparing me a glance, he moved to the edge of the bed where he sat with his back to me.

The pain between my thighs was maddening. However, it didn't overshadow my connection to Seven now. It was even stronger than I had ever felt before.

Still breathing hard, I sat up on the bed and moved closer to him. My hands slowly slipped over his sweaty shoulders. The titties on my chest pressed against his back. I held onto him and rested my chin on his shoulder, rubbing my nose on his neck.

"Seven..."

Suddenly, he pried my arms apart and leaped to his feet. "Get off me!"

Though taken aback by his shout, my eyes fell on his dick which was now limp. It was still big. How I was still breathing when that thing was just inside me was what I couldn't understand.

The heat of Seven's glare almost cracked my forehead open. I looked up at him to find that there was disgust on his face.

"Why are you acting strange tonight, babe?" I asked, feeling both hurt and worried.

Seven ran his fingers through his hair exasperatedly. Afterward, he picked up his boxer shorts with his feet and then put it on in a flash.

"Get out!"

My eyelashes fluttered. I heard that wrong, didn't I?

"Get out!" Seven repeated.

At this moment, my breath hitched. I still couldn't believe my ears. "What did you say? I should get out? You are joking, right?"

Seven's facial muscles tightened. His lips upturned in more disgust. "Do I look like a comedian to you? Get out of my sight, Winter! You disgust me!"

His outburst cut my core. Daggers of pain sank into my heart. This can't be real! Seven can't be saying such words after having sex with me.

"What did I do?" That was all I could come up with now.

Seven slipped on a silk robe and then turned back to me. I could hardly recognize him now.

"Are you dumb? I'm breaking up with you, Winter. We are done!"

My hand slapped my chest. I got out of bed and rushed over to him. 

"Who is she?"

He frowned deeply. "What are you talking about?"

"Who is the girl you are cheating on me with, Seven?"

Seven sucked his teeth. "Who are you to question me? Why the hell do you think I have to answer to you? I'm the Alpha! Don't you dare call me by name!"

"How can you say that? You have always been just Seven to me. My boyfriend. We are supposed to get married. You always said you love me. Have you forgotten?"

"Stupid of you to have believed everything I said," Seven snorted.

Tears stung my eyes. I inched forward and reached out to touch him. But he brushed me off. He opened the door and threw out my pair of heels and purse.

"Get out! I don't want anything to do with you anymore."

A rush of pain surged inside my heart. Coupled with the physical pain I was in, I couldn't move an inch further. I stared at Seven deeply and said hoarsely, "Was everything you told me all a lie?"

He snorted again. "What do you think?"

After dragging my heavy feet, I stood on my tiptoes in front of him and looked into his eyes. "Seven... Look into my eyes and tell me that you never loved me. That you never pictured growing old with me. Look into my eyes and say that!"

Seven smirked evilly. Even before he opened his mouth to speak, his eyes already told me what I needed to know...