Babygirl

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"She twerking ayyyy!" I I clapped and cheered as Minnie, finally I'm better shape from what had happened, twerked to the loud music. She had panic attacks and other traumatic events that really did scare me for her life and the babies.

I smile and walk to the kitchen where I see my ex mate, making an omelette then he looked at me and smiled weakly, knowing he branded me for life and that the weakened me. Yet the smile felt reasserting like he wouldn't hurt me.

"Hey.." I was slowly trying to except the fact that him and I will be bonded together forever.

"Hey baby girl, hungry?" He asked and I nodded looking down. I didn't want to give in to much. Calling me "baby girl" is an enormous turn on and he was taking full advantage of it. He lifts my chin and smirks at me.

"The birthday girl shouldn't look so unhappy." I giggle like the newly 15 year old i am. I know i went thought a lot for my age to humans yet I am in a wolf circle and just happened to find a mate faster, I'm not complaining though.

"Whatever Mr.I-am-old-and-an-serious-adult." I mocked, yet Christian kinda shrugged it off. He hated our age difference of 4 years mostly because he seems like a pedophile in his mind. He even refuses to touch me in anyway than a kiss! Which I find weird considering our previous sexual advances.

Like seriously, I feel like dragging him to the playroom and being so bad until he decided to give me the NDA and SPDF for my starting of bdsm training. Before all this drama had occurred, I was supposed to be his submissive and now that he has permanently marked me, I might as well be his forever.

"Hey Minne, can you give-...oh!"

I saw that Minnie was picking up her items and getting her shoes on.

"Girl, I saw the way y'all were looking at each other. I am about to get my pregnant ass out of your house and to my man. Bye babe!" And she left. My supposed to be best friend just left me to be tortured here.

I smile weakly again at my mate and sat on the counter, slightly pushing my chest forward in a seduction attempt. My mission was meet when I felt a heavy lusting glaze on my breast. With the response met, I slowly arch my back giving the illusion of a more defined arch and a curved trail to my plump bottom. I wasn't displeased when my actions were interrupted by a low wolf like growl and followed by a dash like stomp to the bedroom.

He was trying so hard to hold it in. Yet, I could practically smell the sexualized tension development occurring. Swinging my hips to a jingle, I stride to the cracked olive door and was giving a quite amusing image. Chris was laid out on his bed in a fertile position breathing heavily almost to calm himself as his grip on the vertical body pillow tightened. He looked cute to be completely honest.

It was hard to resist the temptation of just ripping off our clothing and impaling myself with his rod until bliss takes over my body yet I deny the urge.
Walking slowly, almost predatorial, I stalked my prey before I moved for the kill. Moving him onto a dashboard placement, I straddle him allowing my lower region to softly yet swiftly brush his arousal. The goal was to taunt not touch.

Almost instantly, his eyes become colored by lust and desire, his expression became one of unbearable wants. Rocking my hips to create the proper fruition in friction, I felt achieved as I heard small grunts of pleasure.

"Fuck babygirl." Two words that had so much emotion behind them, almost to much to describe. Yet remember, the goal is to taunt not touch. I rose myself of him and laid next to him before pressing play on the Netflix icon on the screen.

"So what do you want to watch?" I asked innocently. His expression was to die for. His eyes narrowed in anger yet his mouth conveyed confusion. It was almost as if I had broken him sexually. He sighed and shook his head in shame.

"Kink, the bdsm documentary," he continued yet with a darkened dominant alpha voice that ran tingles through my body towards my core," I really need to get that contract ready so I can spank that fat ass of yours until you beg for more."

I stiffen. I was taking by surprise. The thoughts ran through me and I was in a daze.

Kink it is.









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