Chapter 9: Learn a lesson
Kieran marched down the corridor with Autumn flung over his back like a sack of potatoes, screaming,legs kicking in the air. Her naked body still dripped from the shower, her skin flushed with fury and the remnants of scalding water, her back and butts on full display for anybody who watched, except for his hands were placed firmly over them!
Autumn thrashed, nails raking down his back, but he did not so much as flinch.
"Let me go, you mothefucker!" she snarled.
He slapped her butt in response." What did I tell you about language?Behave!" His voice was a low growl, vibrating through her where his hands left their imprint and where her chest pressed against his shoulder. " I get it,you grew up wild.But in my pack,everybody needs to learn their lessons!"
She twisted, trying to knee him again, but he adjusted his hold effortlessly, his palm smacking against her bare ass once more in a sharp, stinging warning. "Keep fighting, little thief. It only makes this more fun."
The door to his chambers slammed open, then shut behind them with a loud thud...like sealing Autumn’s fate! Fuck!
It made her pulse spike. Before she could react, he tossed her onto his massive bed, the furs felt so cool against her heated skin. She scrambled back, but he was already there, caging her in with his body, one knee pressing between her thighs.
"You need to learn your place," he murmured, hungry eyes burning with something dark and possessive.
"My place isn’t beneath you. I don’t give a fuck about your pack dynamics," she spat.
His smirk was slow, dangerous. "We will see."
Then he moved, reaching into the bedside drawer and pulling out a set of thick leather cuffs lined with fur. It looked classy, luxurious,until Autumn realised it was made with real fur...werewolf fur. Someone was skinned.