November 15, 2015. Grimstone Asylum, Northern Pack Lands.

Fallon Morrow

So much for running freely without a leash attached to my neck.

It felt good to run free for once, not thinking about anything but my own legs as they carried me through the grass fields behind the asylum. It was so nice to be outside, breathing fresh air and just listening to myself think. I thought this place had a pretty nice property that could be utilized by the patients more often, but it was always guarded, whether by nurses or the security officers—always watched.

But not today.

There were hardly anyone in sight, and I intended on using the time I had available for myself. And I ran, just ran and ran and ran.

I felt at peace, like all the worries and anxieties I've been carrying for a while weren't weighing me down anymore.

Finally.

I should've thought of this earlier—

Before I could even finish my thought, something happened. It was in a span of a few seconds before I felt my head lowering to the ground as sharp teeth pierced into the back of my neck.

Shit.

Fuck.

My body landed on the ground with a loud thud, shaking the dirt beneath me. It wasn't pleasant, but it wasn't painful either. A groan escaped my lips as I looked up at the grey wolf that was towering over me.

So much for peace and freedom.

He came out of nowhere, I didn't even sense him. He must have seen me from somewhere inside the asylum.

I looked ahead at the grass field as he pinned me down to the ground with his paw, demanding I shift. And I did. My bones cracked as I went from wolf to human, lying completely bare. I had left my clothes at the bench that was nearby, but I doubt I would have the chance to wear them.

If I had any idea this was going to happen, I would've remained inside.

His rough hand landed over my back, running up and down in an intimate manner.

"Why would you come here?" Cassius whispered in my ear. "Did I allow you to shift? Did I give you permission to roam around freely with your little wolf?"

"No," I admitted, swallowing hard. "I thought I could just take a run."

"Why?"

"I didn't think—" And I didn't.

It wasn't until now that it hit me. There were certain things about the mate bond that I had forgotten, such as the shift and the temptation that came along with it. It wasn't something anyone could simply resist, especially not someone like Cassius, who was unpredictable. I certainly should have taken that into account.

It wasn't as if I had any intention of making it harder for him. I had no idea this would happen.

A low growl escaped his lips as he turned me over onto my back. My chest rose and dropped with every breath I took. His eyes remained fixed on mine as his hand traveled down to my stomach and lower.

"You're making it way too hard for me to think straight," he growled.

Instantly, I was soaked, feeling heat pulsating through me. It didn't matter that we were outside, in the middle of nowhere, completely exposed. All that mattered was him.

And I wanted him to take me, right here, right now.

"You don't need to think straight," I said softly, barely moving my lips.

"No?"

"No."

"You'd rather have me lost in you?"

"Yes."

My breathing quickened as his hand slipped around my neck, his thumb stroking my jaw. I tilted my head back, exposing myself to him completely. I knew what he was capable of, but it didn't matter.

I trusted him. In a way. A very twisted and dark way.

His gaze roamed over me, and I couldn't help but notice how he lingered on certain parts of my body—my breasts, my hips, my thighs.

"I've been caged for so long," he muttered, lowering himself so that his face was inches from mine. "And every time I see you, it just gets harder and harder for me to respect you because all I can think of is how much I want to ruin your every inch until it looks like I've just taken you apart." His hand slid down to my hips, and he pressed me against the ground.

I was burning up inside, and my body ached for him to touch me. I wanted him to rip me apart.

"You can't say something like that and not follow through," I whispered, biting my lower lip.

His thumb dug into my cheek as he leaned in closer, his lips barely brushing mine. He was driving me crazy.

"I can follow through if you let me."

"I'll let you do anything you want to me."

The corners of his lips curved into a smile. "Is that so?"

I nodded.

His lips pressed against mine, and I let out a moan as his tongue slipped into my mouth. His hand gripped my waist, pulling me towards him. He was so close to me now that I could feel his erection pressing against my stomach.

Fuck.

My fingers curled into fists, clutching at the grass beneath us as he deepened the kiss. It was all I could do to hold on as his hands roamed over my body. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, and could barely move.

His hand slipped between my thighs, tightening around my core where I was already throbbing. He pushed two fingers inside me, making me cry out in pleasure. I wanted him so badly that it hurt.

"I'll make it feel good," he promised.

"I'll make it so your body will never accept another man, only me, and then, after I've wrecked you, I'll put you back together again, piece by piece. So I'll be the only one you can ever think of and remember."

I shuddered at every word that left his lips, wanting nothing more than for him to make good on his promises. He didn't disappoint. His fingers curled inside me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. I arched my back and moaned loudly, barely able to form words anymore.

He continued to work his fingers in and out of me, kissing me roughly and sucking on my neck until I felt like I was about to explode. It was too much.

For someone who hadn't had sex in a decade, he sure knew what he was doing.

He slowed his pace and leaned back, pulling his fingers out of me and then pushing them back in.

I was so close.

Just a few more thrusts and I would come all over his hand. And I wanted to.

But he had other ideas.

He slipped his fingers out of me and brought them up to my lips, where he rubbed them across my mouth, spreading my own wetness all over my lips.

"Now, that's something worth watching."

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