The Ignored Wolf

Claimed (R+)

Mature Content Warning

Louise

I doubt if anyone can say NO to a charming devil like him.

“Yes,” I hear myself whisper.

He doesn't need a second invitation. He leans in and claims my mouth. There is nothing gentle about this man. His kiss is a storm of predatory passion and unquestionable control. One of his hands slides to the back of my head, his fingers tangling deep into my hair with a sharp tug that forces my head back, baring my throat to him. I let out a sharp gasp, my hands instinctively clutching his shoulders, and his muscles feel hard as rock and burning hot. Elias lets out a low, dark chuckle, his other hand sliding to the curve of my waist to steady me as my legs become shaky

His tongue sweeps across the seam of my lips, demanding entry. I hesitate for a heartbeat before opening for him. God. The sensation makes me feel like being struck by lightning. His scent, his touch, his taste—everything about him completely overwhelms me. I moan into his mouth, my fingers digging into his shirt, my nails sinking into the muscle beneath the fabric.

Elias pins me harder against the door until there is no air left between us. I can feel every rigid line of his body, his hardness pressing against my thigh. I kiss him back, clumsy and desperate, trying to match his relentless rhythm. It seems to amuse him. He slows down his pace to savor me.

When he finally pulls back, we are both gasping for air. He rests his forehead against mine, his eyes dark and shimmering with intensity. His thumb grazes my swollen lower lip. “Feel better now?”

Better doesn't even cover it. I feel like I’m in heaven. It’s not that I’ve never dated before. I had my share of flings in college. But no one has ever made me feel this.

“Yes,” I breathe, eagerly seeking his lips again. He gives a rumbling laugh before claiming me once more. His tongue tangles with mine, inviting me into a dance.

He steps in, forcing my legs apart. I feel his hard erection pressing against my core through his trousers. “Oh god,” I gasp, my breath raspy as I feel his hands slide up my thighs. His thumbs tease the sensitive skin, making me shiver at the pleasure.

“What’s the last time you had s*x?”Elias asks as he grinds against me slowly, making me feel every inch of him.

The truth is I’ve been saving my virginity for my fated mate. But when I got no wolf and no mate, I decided to keep my first night for Charlie. I have the delusion that someday he will finally see my love for him.

“I don’t remember,”I trail off, not wanting to admit that I haven’t had s*x with anyone.

“You’re a virgin,” he observes.

“Shut up, just f**k me.”I mutter, not wanting him to look down on me because I am not experienced.

He smirks and grinds his erection harder against my p***y, creating friction that sends jolts of pleasure straight to my core. My c**t swells under the assault, throbbing with need.

His one hand holds my waist while the other slips under my dress to cup my breast. I moan into his mouth as I feel my n****e hardening at his touch. My body is on fire, and my p***y is clenching on nothing. It aches to be filled so I bring his fingers to my p***y.

“f**k. You’re already dripping wet,” he growls, fingers parting me, circling my c**t with maddening slowness.

“Stop torturing me,”I arch my back, my n*****s grazing his chest.

He slides two fingers in, curling to stroke. His thumb works my c**t in relentless circles. I cling to his shoulders, nails digging in, head falling back against the door as pleasure keeps building up.

“Oh Elias,”I cry out as he sucks on my n****e while his fingers are pumping deeper.

“That’s it Louise. Keep moaning my name,” he breathes against my breasts. He adds the third finger, stretching me before picking up the pace, rubbing and thrusting me from different angles. The consuming pleasure makes my thighs tremble, my toes curl, turning my breath into pants.

“Oh yes right there…I am going to cum.”

“c*m for me, little wolf,” he orders.

My walls clench around his fingers and I cry out his name as the o****m hits me like a wave. I rest my head on his shoulders, panting as I calm down from the bliss.

There's a sudden knock on the door, making me jump.

“Are you in there, Louise?”

My whole body tenses up as I recognise Charlie’s voice. “We should stop.” I whisper to Elias.

There’s a smirk spreading across his face. “No,”he drawls. Instead of pulling out his fingers, he thrust them deeper. I have to bite my lower lip to stifle a moan, which seems to excite Elias more as he catches my wrist and flips me around, trapping me against the door with my back pressed to his chest.

I glare at him, keeping my voice down. “Charlie’s here.”

“So what?” Elias says causally. “He’s an i***t. We can ignore him.”

“I can’t…”I say, giving Elias a pleading look.

“Louise?”

“Yes!” I answer quickly, fearing that he may become suspicious. “What’re you doing here, Charlie?”

“Just check up on you. I feel so bad for getting you into this. I never meant to hurt you. I didn’t see that your parents would lock you up……” Charlie starts.

Elias rolls his eyes, seemingly bored by Charlie’s excuse. He s****s me as he leans down and whispers into my ears, “And I will fill you up.”

“No, no, no!”I cry out, nearly panicking.

“What? Are you alright Louise?” Charlie asks through the door.

“Yes, yes, I am totally fine!”I say.

“Then why do you sound breathless?”

I steal a glance at Elias. He’s watching me with satisfaction. He knows exactly why I’m struggling to breathe. “Listen, Charlie, it’s a bit… suffocating in here,” I manage to say.

The flimsy excuse I make earns a dark, mocking chuckle from Elias. I gather every ounce of my strength to push against his chest, and finally, he loosens his grip, mercifully letting me go.

Freeing myself from him, I let out a shaky sigh of relief. “Would you... would you go fetch the key for me, Charlie?”

“Where do they keep it?” Charlie asks immediately, eager to help.

“I don’t know. Talk to Jackson.”I say, trying my best to make him leave.

“Oh, okay. I will try.”Charlie says,“Don’t worry, Louise, I will be back soon to save you.”

Before I can even thank him, Elias’s expression hardens into something cold and terrifyingly possessive.

He sneers and does the thing that I fear most.

He f*****g kicks the door wide with a violent bang.

The sound is so loud that it echoes through the hallway.

My brain short-circuits and the only thing I can do is to gape at Charlie whose mouth falls open like I do.