I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha-Chapter 36: Mark her

***Better play the song. I know you like it when I punish you. Comment anywhere in this Chapter that you have listened to the song and I will shot you out in Chapters.***

AMBROSE’S POV:

The way she rejected me, it crippled me. My wolf howled. And I lost it. It made me so angry I started to yell and scream at her.

I just wanted to make up for yesterday, but instead I just made things worse.

And now she’s just crimpled up on the floor like a sad potato.

"I hate you" Those replayed over and over in my head. It’s what I wanted, so why does this hurt so fucking badly?

She can’t mean that. Why did you have to go and make things worse. Now she’ll never let us in. I said fix things, not break them more.

Not now, Onyx, I can’t deal with your bullshit.

I don’t know what to tell you but remember what I said. If you don’t fix this, I’ll leave and wait for the next reincarnation.

His threat forced an unwilling shudder.

Everything was falling apart. All because of her.

I wanted to punish her; I needed to punish her.

"I planned an outing for us, but instead I think we’ll stay home so I can punish you for your insolence." I growled.

And then I smelled it.

Arousal. A part of her wanted it. And that was enough. The shopping can wait, I’m going to teach my little princess a lesson.

I you my ability to speed over and pick her up, bringing her to the bed.

Roughly shoving her face into the mattress.

I slap her across her ass. She let out a cry and then a whimper.

"You are such a bad little princess, you need to learn how to behave." I growl, smacking her again.

She jerked forward and arched her back. Her arousal scent was strengthening.

I smack her ass one more time, making her grunt and bit down hard.

I try and pull down her pants, but she was fighting me, trying to turn over and face me. But I wouldn’t let her. I shoved her shoulder down holding her in place, using my other hand to continue pulling her pants down. Her panties were cute lacy and black.

Her ass red with my handprint.

Mine. Mark her. Make her ours.

The thought slammed in my head. And in the heat of the moment I didn’t hate the idea.

I pushed my knee between her legs forcing her to spread them a little.

I rub on the outside of her panties gently.

I heard her moan softly; I could tell she was trying not to like it. But her body betrayed her. The smell of her arousal wrapped around me like a blanket of euphoria.

I was hardening in my pants, my cock threatening to bust out.

Just the tip Ambrose, please, I’m desperate here.

You are incorrigible. No, I want her to beg for it. Plead for my cock to fill her.

My wolf must have agreed and just didn’t want to admit it so instead he just shut the fuck up instead.

I rub my finger in a circular pattern around her nub, I could feel her body twitching. Hear the moans that she tried to silence.

"I can smell how bad you want me." I growled.

"Fuck off." She growled back.

"I won’t fuck you yet, I’ll have you begging for relief, princess, just you wait."

She shuddered under my touch. I could feel her trembling. Her knees buckling. I slide her panties to the side and slip my fingers between her folds, feeling the wetness of her drench my finger.

"You’re so fucking wet. Your body is practically begging for me. When will you listen to your body?"

"I don’t know what you’re ta..." Before she could finish her sentence I plugger her entrance with my finger sliding it in. I felt her whole-body clench as she yelped.

"I remember you once told me that you’ve never been touched there. Well, princess, now you have and I’m your first. I will be your first for everything else in your life from now on." I wiggled my finger around inside toying with her Gspot. She was shaking. Her walls began to flex and throb around my finger, her climax was building. And here comes the real torture.

Just as she was about to tip over the edge, I pulled my finger out leaving her quivering and wanting more.

I would make her beg; I would make her mine in every sense of the word.

She laid still and breathless leaned over my bed. Ass still red from the spankings.

"Come on, I still have the day planned for us. I’m taking you on a trip to the borders, I have some business to attend to and I refuse to leave you behind."

I could see the frustration plastered on her face.

"It seems, spankings aren’t enough to punish you, but to break you I only need to control when you cum." I bragged.

She narrowed her brows glaring at me with murderous eyes.

I don’t know why, but idea of her and a knife to my throat ready to kill me really turned me on. I could feel my buddy hardening again.

Goddess, what is she doing to me? Wooaahh man.

"You are the most confusing person I’ve ever met, you know." She snapped at me pulling up her pants. Her face still flushed with arousal and embarrassment.

"Just be a good girl and change your clothes, something more befitting for an outing." I ordered.

"This is fitting for a prisoner of the crown." She mocked.

I rub my forehead, was she always going to make everything this difficult. Even taking her shopping, she wants to give me push back.

"Can you please just do what you’re told. Seriously. I’m just trying to take you shopping. Stop ruing shit already and just let me make up for fucking pretty much killing you yesterday already. Hell."

She looked at me like I had just told her I was pregnant.

"You’re full of shit." She said in complete disbelief.

"All true, princess, I’m taking you with me and you’ll need more clothes where we’re going." I insisted, now put on a pretty dress like the pretty princess you are. Look good for me."

She rolled her eyes and said with attitude, "I’ll look good for me."

I couldn’t help but chuckle, defiant in when in agreement. She is a real handful.

"Are you going to watch me dress?" She looked at me over her shoulder walking toward the closet.

"Sure, as shit am. Why would I miss a chance to see you naked?" I smiled sinfully.

I don’t know if I saw a smirk or if I was just hallucinating, but it looked almost like she was tempting me, daring me. The restraint I had to show was insane. It took everything in me to stay standing here and not grab her, throw her over my shoulder and fuck her on my bed right now. Fuck why is she so god damn hot?

And then this woman makes it worse. She dropped her dress to the floor, her hair carefully covering her back side, exposing on the sides of her perfect tear shaped ass. When she moved her hair swayed with her, she was deliberately so careful with her movement, making sure she exposed very little of herself, forcing my mind to imagine everything I couldn’t see. She turned to the side, her hair doing the same and covering just the right places. Disappearing from my sight, I was able to breathe for a moment, I didn’t even realize she had me holding my breath.

Fuck she has no idea of the things she does to me.

She came back with a dress in her hands, turning away from me again, only showing the bare minimum of her ass to me she slides the dress over her hair and down her body, obscuring my vision. And never have I hated a dress more in my life than right now. She was almost challenging me to rip it off her with the way she moved, her hands sliding under her hair by her neck, lifting her hair from inside the dress and dropping it to wave behind her. Her scent crashed into me, the smell of strawberries filled my nostrils and that was it for me.

I strode over to her in the blink of an eye and stood directly behind her. Bending down I move her hair to the side and gently kiss and nip at her neck. A shiver rolled down her body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

She didn’t fight back; she didn’t speak asking me to stop. Her body simply gave in to my touch.

My heart skipped.

It actually skipped a beat with the thought of her leaning into my touch, accepting it. Wanting it.

I kissed up her to her cheek before turning her around to face me. My mouth slammed into hers, claiming it. She melted into my touch. I was craving her craving more.

My wolf howled inside me.

More. More.

His voice was drowned out by what I was feeling. My hands roamed the back of her head holding her face close to mine. Trapping her mouth within mine. I wanted all of her. She moaned and slid her hands up my chest leaving them softly in place.

Then she started to push back against my chest. Barely controlling myself. Reluctantly I let her.

She wasn’t forceful at all either, she was gentle.

Her breathing was erratic, I could hear her heart pounding.

Or was that mine?

Maybe both of us?