by Delta James
Cameron moved his mouth from one breast to the other, but brought his free hand up to play with the one that had been enjoying the pleasure he could create orally. When he finally left her other nipple, he brought his other hand up to continue to fondle and caress. Riley felt him kiss his way down her torso, licking and nipping her belly button before wedging his shoulders between her thighs.
She felt herself opening to him as his mouth took possession of her clit and began to suck. Riley howled as she climaxed. Cameron’s answering growl caused her need to grow instead of abate as the orgasm began to fade. He licked and sucked her nubbin and then moved lower. She could feel her pussy continuing to pulse, both from the pleasure he had given her and that which she knew still awaited.
His tongue invaded her pussy and she felt her core release more of her honey for him to lap and enjoy.
“Jesus, you taste good.”
“Cameron, please...”
“Cameron, please what?”
“Claim me.”
“Not until you have taken your vows.”
“Fine, what do you want me to say?”
He chuckled but turned the chuckle to another sensual growl and continued to lap up her essence as she teetered on the edge of another orgasm.
“You don’t get to take your vows until you do so in front of your brother and Liam. Then and only then will I mark and claim you fully.”
“No,” she wailed in desperation.
“Yes,” he whispered as he moved back up her body, kissing and licking. “I would be willing to ride you long and hard if that’s what you want, but only if you ask me nice.”
“Mother fucker,” she hissed.
“Not nice, Riley,” he said as he swatted the swollen lips between her legs, causing her to howl again but this time not with pleasure. “Try again.”
“I hate you.”
Another hard swat as she began to fight anew. He landed a third strike on her pussy, saying, “Enough.”
“Cameron,” she wailed.
“Ask me nice, Riley. Show me you can be a sweet mate when you try.”
“Please, Cameron, fuck me.”
* * *
He settled himself between her thighs. “We’ll have to work on teaching you to ask nice, but I’ll settle for that this time.”
As he spoke, he cupped her sore buttocks in his strong hands and steadied her as he thrust himself to his hilt into her writhing pussy, which accepted his possession by climaxing and causing Riley to wrap her arms around him and arch her body up into his to offer him even deeper penetration.
“Yes,” she cried.
Cameron began pounding her pussy for all he was worth. Hard stroke after hard stroke as he withdrew almost completely before driving back into her. Each time she bowed her body to allow him better access to her core and reveled in his power. She began to nip at his collarbone in a desperate act of need and response to his dominance.
He rode her through another climax without slowing his pummeling. As he felt her body start to work toward another orgasm, he allowed his own release to start. He could feel it rushing up as he began to spurt thick ropes of his cum into her grasping pussy.
* * *
Riley raked his back with her nails in response to her primal need for this man and his ability to make her respond to him with such passion and fury. She felt his cock beginning to slow its release of his seed deep within her and felt her pussy pulsing all along its length to milk the very last drop.
When he’d finally finished and he began to soften within her, she opened her eyes to see him staring down at her. He kissed her lazily but with intense emotion.
“And that, my beautiful mate, is how it should have been the first time for you with a wolf.”
“You remember that?” she asked softly.
“I have forgotten nothing about you, Riley. You are my fated mate and you will damn well admit it by the next time I sink my cock into you.”
Cameron uncoupled from her and got up, pulling on his jeans, boots, and a sweater. He handed her clean clothes from her duffle and put the dirty ones away. He offered her his hand as he helped her up from the bed. As she started to the bath, his hand clasped more firmly around hers.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked.
“I’m going to go take a quick shower. I don’t need to be getting on a plane and showing up at Marco’s or seeing my brother smelling like I just had sex with you. I’m sure whoever is on the plane would appreciate my having a shower as well.”
Cameron laughed. “If you are laboring under the impression that people are not going to know that I fucked my mate good and proper after she received a well-deserved spanking, you are kidding yourself. I rather imagine the men I had stationed around this house heard some of your responses, both to the spanking and to the lovemaking. And having one’s naughty mate smell of having been possessed by him is also a time-honored tradition. Get dressed. I want to get you to Marco’s villa, get you to say your vows, and then take you up to our room to claim and mark you completely.”
Riley blushed. It had never occurred to her that anyone would have heard them.
“I hate you,” she screeched as she tried to claw his face.
Cameron brought her into his arms and kissed her until she ceased to struggle.
“No. You don’t.”
“How can you say you care for me and humiliate me this way?”
“Humiliate you? Interesting you should ask that. How do you think I felt when my mate went missing right after the first time we were together? Do you think that feeling improved any as I chased you all over Europe trying to keep you from getting yourself killed? Or how about in Florence when twice you evaded getting caught. Think that didn’t humiliate me in front of our pack... in front of other packs? No. You need a little humbling, Irish, and it starts now.”
“So, this is just payback because I embarrassed you?”
“No, this is an alpha wolf claiming his alpha fated mate because she is too proud and stubborn to yield to him. Not to worry, those who matter to me know what a pain in the ass you’ve been and frankly will take a little delight in seeing you hoisted on your own petard. Now, get your ass in gear or I swear you can enter the DeMedici villa in the same state Marco brought Catherine home.”
Riley said nothing as she had never heard anything about that.
Cameron smiled. “Marco had her wrapped naked in a bedsheet, slung over his shoulder with a freshly spanked bottom and her pussy dripping his seed.”
“And the lot of you wonder why we don’t just make nice when you try to lay claim to us.”
“No, sweetheart, actually I’ve come to agree that the best mates are those an alpha has to fight for. So, you fight all you want. Just remember I am your alpha and your fated mate and I will win... each and every time.”
Riley took another swing at him as she kicked his shin.
“Jesus. You ill-tempered she-wolf.”
He sat back down on the bed and once again, pulled her over his knee. He laid into her with hard, staccato strikes of his hand. Riley yowled as he reignited the heat and sting on her rump. Once he’d reached whatever predetermined number he’d decided upon, he stopped. He held her in place and when she tried to get up, he swatted her three more times.
He waited to see if she would stay where he put her. This time she did. He chuckled. She wouldn’t stay still for long. Cameron leaned over to the small nightstand beside the bed. Riley now saw the source of the ginger smell. He was picking up what looked to be a small, fresh finger of the root. Cameron dug in his pocket and pulled out a Swiss Army knife. He made small scores in the ginger.
“You, my mate, are going to get your first taste of a different kind of punishment.”
Riley was a chef and knew full well what happened if you got fresh ginger juice in a cut.
Cameron reached between her legs and scooped out some of her pussy’s liquid essence. He pumped his fingers in and out of her, making her moan as he
withdrew. She inhaled her breath sharply as he took his now well-lubricated index finger and probed her puckered rosebud.
“No, Cameron, don’t touch me there.”
“Yes, Riley. Naughty little she-wolves learn that their mates are creative in the ways that they discipline them. It’s been said that even the haughtiest of alpha females quickly acquiesce to their mate’s authority with a bit of scored ginger up their bottom hole. My guess is you’ll be no different.”
Riley began to struggle in earnest and Cameron held her legs apart and alternated swatting her deep red backside and her very wet pussy.
She howled in outrage, shame, and pain.
He stopped swatting and began to pump his fingers in and out of her pussy, making her give over to her aroused state. As she began to climax from his attentions with her mind focused on what he was doing to her pussy, Cameron deftly pushed the fresh ginger in her dark entrance.
“No,” she wailed.
“Yes, Riley. Once I think it’s served its purpose, and you’re feeling the sting as well as the discomfort of having your ass plugged for the first time, I’ll finger you until you come and then I’ll remove the ginger. If I get no more resistance from you, I’ll let you get dressed. Keep up this caterwauling and struggle of yours, and you can keep the ginger in your ass until we get to Marco’s. I have to tell you, little wolf, that’s a long time to be letting that ginger work on your attitude.”
“Please, Cameron, take it out.”
“You want to show me you can behave and take your punishment?”
“Yes,” she said, starting to cry. “Cameron, please.”
Cameron watched as the ginger did its work. Riley’s butt cheeks clinched and she writhed over his lap seeking some kind of relief from the ever-increasing burn. He didn’t fuss at her as he could tell she was only trying to soothe her own discomfort and not get away from the punishment itself.
“Good girl,” he crooned as once again his hands stole between her legs.
He began to gently stroke her well lubricated pussy, and then stroke with more vigor. Riley’s whole body was now pulsing with need for him. He increased the speed of his fingers as he growled lowly at her, watching her body shudder with need. Her voice caught and the sounds that she was making now made him smile as they indicated she had given up the fight.
Riley climaxed calling his name. His stroking was now more loving and supportive of her orgasm while still allowing her to come down from the endorphin rush. When she had quieted, Cameron stroked the backs of her legs as well as her bottom cheeks before removing the ginger plug.
“So, leggings and a sweater or do I need to borrow a bedsheet?”
The noise Riley made was more grumble than actual growl and Cameron calmly watched her dress. He took her hand and linked it with his folded arm as they exited the farmhouse.
“Cameron, let me say something to Margaret. She doesn’t need to be upset by this.”
He led her over to the older woman. “My beloved fears that our reunion may have been disconcerting for you.”
“Here’s the thing, Margaret. Cam and I had a big fight. I kind of blew it all out of proportion and refused to listen to anything he had to say or come home. Red hair, don’t you know,” Riley said smiling.
Margaret returned her smile. “I do. Mine used to be red as well and I led my Henry on many a wild goose chase in my youth. He usually responded the same way your Cameron did,” she confessed, blushing.
Riley patted her arm. “Well, then you understand.”
“I do.”
“Margaret,” said Cameron solicitously. “I noticed your barn was in need of some repair. Let me leave a couple of my men behind to get that fixed up for you to thank you for allowing me to make amends with my beautiful mate.”
“Oh, that isn’t necessary.”
“I insist. It won’t be any trouble and won’t take them any time at all. Please? It would mean a lot to me.”
“Well, I suppose it could use some work.”
“Then it’s settled,” Cameron said.
He led Riley away. Riley was well aware that he had no intention of not having her under his physical control. She would have to bide her time and wait for an opening.
Cameron spoke to his men, telling three of them to stay behind and get Margaret’s barn in working order and make sure that her cottage was as well. The three brawny Texans readily agreed and then told Riley how glad they were that Cameron had found her safe and sound.
As they walked toward where the plane had landed, she said to him, “Thank you. That was really nice of you. Not only did you make her feel okay about what happened but to fix her place up—that was kind.”
“You may find this hard to believe, mate, but most of those that know me think I’m a very kind guy.”
“Maybe that’s a good place to start.”
Cameron stopped and looked at her. “Maybe but you’re still taking your vows when we get to Marco’s.”
Riley feared that this time she was truly caught and would not be able to escape being bound to Cameron. He may have been kind to Margaret, but he was doing her no favors, nor was her being sidelined going to help those women who still waited. She felt as though someone had punched her in the gut.
“Yes, Alpha.”
They boarded the plane and within short order were headed back to the DeMedici villa.
Chapter Fourteen
Cameron tried engaging her several times on the flight from England to the DeMedici vineyard. Riley would answer him politely, but nothing more than was required to answer his question. She quietly refused anything to eat and would only drink bottled water.
“Damn it, Riley, I’m not trying to slip you something in your food or beverage.”
“I’m sorry, Alpha. I’m just not hungry and water is all I really think I can keep down.”
Cameron growled at her. He wasn’t quite sure why her calling him Alpha rankled him, but it did. She said it quietly and with respect, but it didn’t set well. Part of him wanted to give her a bit of space. After all they were flying in an airplane. What possible trouble could she get into? Then he reminded himself she had proven to be very adept at getting away from him.
They touched down and there was a welcoming party to greet them. Catherine, Marco, Gia, and Aidan all waited until the plane had come to a stop and the stairs were let down. Cameron went first, keeping a tight hold on her hand.
“Colleen... oh, wait, Cameron says you prefer Riley. I’ll bloody well call you whatever you want, little sister. I’m just so glad to see you again,” said Aidan, coming forward and hugging her close. “He’s a good man,” he whispered.
Cameron noticed that Riley didn’t struggle but she didn’t embrace her brother either.
“You remember, Gia, don’t you?” Aidan said, drawing his mate closer.
“Of course, she does. Riley... I think it suits you much better. You have been missed, my sister.” Gia hugged her as well.
Again, Riley did not respond in any way.
Marco shook his finger at her.
“You are a very naughty little wolf. Almost as naughty as my Catherine. Welcome to our home!”
Riley reacted in the same manner to Marco as she had to Aidan and Gia.
“Riley,” said Catherine, coming forward. “I wish we were seeing each other again under different circumstances.”
Marco growled low at her.
“Catherine, behave.”
“I am behaving, my love,” she said, smiling sweetly at her mate. “You’ve seen me when I’m misbehaving and it doesn’t look anything like this.”
Her words and tone were respectful but Cameron noticed Marco was none too pleased with his beloved mate.
Catherine hugged Riley as well. He saw that Riley had to stop herself from returning the embrace.
“Thank you all for coming out to meet us. Aidan, if Liam has arrived, I’d like to get Riley’s formal vows out of the way. I think she is becoming anxious about what will happ
en after we are formally paired.”
“Riley is not becoming anxious,” she said with pure venom in her voice. “Riley is pissed that she is being forced, and by people who say they care for her and want her happy, to be mated to a wolf she wants nothing to do with.”
Cameron’s growl was sensual with a restrained passion that was easily heard. His smile broadened as her body responded to his call and she kept herself from seeking his embrace by a sheer act of will.
“Marco, do something,” pleaded Catherine. “You cannot allow him to force her.”
“Be still, tesoro. This is the way of our kind. You can see she is his fated mate. Like someone else—in fact, two someone elses—she is merely being stubborn and threatening to throw a tantrum in order to get her way. I do not think her Cameron will allow that any more than I did.”
Cameron dragged Riley close and nuzzled her neck before kissing her deeply. Riley clenched her fists and refused to cling to him, but could not stop her mouth from responding and returning the kiss.
“Aidan, she’s your sister!” said Gia.
“And you were Marco’s. Didn’t stop me from claiming you, now did it? And you know you love me and our life.”
Gia refused to be placated. Aidan drew her to him and he too ravaged his mate’s mouth in a soul-stealing kiss that caused her to melt into his embrace and return the kiss with equal passion.
“Be good, Gia, or my sister will not be the only one in need of a pillow to sit on.”
“Let’s head back to the villa. Our friends await,” said Marco.
Catherine linked her arm with Riley’s as they started back. Both alphas reached for their mates and disengaged the two.
They walked back to the house. The three men chatted as though there was nothing amiss. Riley said nothing and Catherine and Gia glanced back and forth at her and then at each other.
Upon entering the villa, they were greeted by Darby and Jean-Michel; Roz and Oliver; Dylan and Skylar; Maddie and Griffin; and Declan and Ava. As with the smaller party at the landing, the men seemed none too concerned about the circumstances that had brought them here whereas the women were mostly quiet and withdrawn.