Love Shot

Audrey's POV

"Strip." He said, with an unreasonable soothing tone, but I didn't motion.

"Would you like me to repeat myself?" His eyes light up in flames of anger. "I said, Strip," He summed up.

My lips tucked up into a small smile as my hand found the hem of my dress. Knowing how much my body craved for him since I stepped into his room, I decided to follow this one order, just this one, because I wanted it too. I pulled off my dress slowly, dropping it to the floor. 

Nervousness and excitement surged through me in all deliciousness. Our eyes pierced at each other, his eyes filled with lust and passion, raking my body through. I felt my heart leap up to my throat as he stood up, staring at me with his dark orbs and taking his steps cautiously towards me, like a cat who has taken an interest in his little mouse.

"Audrey..." He called out raspily, the corners of his lips tucked in a smirk.

I felt my throat dry at his gape, the things only he could do to me. He continued to walk towards me, and slowly, with enough cautiousness, I started to move back away from him. 

"Don't you dare take another step away from me, Princess..." He exclaimed.

A slow and quiet hiss left my mouth, 'Princess.' A name he knew so well to taunt me. 

"And what if I don't want to stop? What are you going to do?" I retorted, making sure not to break eye connection with him.

A smile busted on his lips, one I wished I could use my fingers to trail every line of it. He rushed towards me like a gleam of light, slamming my back against the cold, hard wall and bringing his hand to cup my cheeks.

"You sure know how to taunt me, Princess." 

I could feel the adrenaline of heat rushing to every part of my skin with his touch, clashing my thighs, swallowing another cavity of pleasure. 

"You're such a slut." He whispered as he brought his mouth close to my ears, nibbling on them and sending me to cloud nine.

A quiet moan escaped my lips as his mouth worked wonders on my ears, his firm grip on my throat holding me in place against the wall. His mouth soon covered mine, devouring it slowly, taking his time to suck both the upper and lower part of my lips. I kissed him back hungrily, my hand pulling a handful of his chest for more. 

I was burning, burning for his touch. He freed his hand soon on my throat, bringing one of his fingers to my mouth and pushing it deep inside. He sent it in and back, my saliva mixing with it as I took it in as if taking his prominent member.

While he continued to fuck me with his hand, his head went down, trailing kisses down my neck and sucking hard on my skin. He soon got to my breast, removing his wet hand from my mouth, bringing it to my back, and sending another ripple of pleasure to my lower thigh. Like a professional, he unclasped the hook of my bra, removing it and bringing the bare sight of both of my breasts into view. 

"Hmm," I moaned, throwing my head back to the wall as his wet tongue swirled around my left nipple.

He continued to suck continuously while his other hand kneaded and pressed on my right breast, preparing it for its wet devotion. His hand worked magic on both breasts, not minding my desperate pleas for more as he took his time on them. 

"Ala-Ala-pl-pl–" His mouth closed up on mine furiously, attacking and shoving my words back in without any care. 

My face squeezed up in anticipation as his fingers rolled down to my panties, touching me from outside only to break the kiss and stare at me with a devilish grin. 

"You're wet for me already, princess," 

"Just get on with it!" I cried out teasing desires, burning out the woeful soul inside of me.

The grin on his face grew wider as he backed away from me. Instead of me to shy away from his hot gaze on my half-naked body, it only fueled the desire in me. I clenched my thighsagainst each other, rubbing them together to generate more wetness. 

"You're such a great actress, Princess. With me, you're just a slut, and with my brother, you're a charming princess. Don't you think we need to change the name I call you, slut.Perhaps?" he said with a cocked eyebrow.

I clenched my jaw tightly, all the heat I had felt before leaving my body, as I bowed in shame to pick up my bra. Recognising that the calling of Asher's name wouldn't end well, all it did to me was taunt me. I walked past him, picking my dress from the floor and wearing it back hurriedly.

"Audrey..."

"Don't you dare!" I snapped at him as he tried to touch me, turning to face him as a scoff escaped my lips.

"Yes, I prefer Asher to you. He treats me well like the Princess I am when you only see me as an object of pleasure. And yes, I enjoy all the games with you. Who can I blame except the moon goddess who had to make me feel an ounce of something for you? So if your sulking is over because I don't enjoy you or feel anything for you, then you'll do it for a very long time because listen to me, Alaric Nightshade, second in command to the Great Nightshade Pack,"

I closed the distance between us, my eyes wide open as I stared at his amused gaze, "I would never accept you to be my mate, even in a hundred years. You're just an object of pleasure for me, filling the places your dear brother cannot for the time being. Once we finally mate, my familiarity with you ends, and you can return to the pit of hell you came from. Am I clear?" 

I only got a one-sided smile on his lips, but that was enough to prove my point to him. "Good. Now pleasure me, and let's call it a night." 

The smile widened on his lips before he nodded at me, "As you wish, my lady." He retorted, carrying me up and towards the bed.