She wiggles out of my grip, but I lunge for her again. I pull her back against my side, like reeling back in my sanity.
"Enough, Lilly."
My voice rumbles from my chest, but the blood rushing in my ears muffled it. Her little squeaks make me need to shift. I struggle to keep my ears flat against my head, showing disdain for her fighting, not the arousal I feel. She stops fighting, and I tense, alert and ready to catch her hands when she turns.
"Why, alpha? I want to go home. I want to be free." Her small voice clears my head, and the rush in my head quiets.
"You're mine, and you will never leave this den again." Her tiny groan of frustration is followed by a lunge for my pants, and I gasp as her fingers close around my bulge, shoving her aside.
"Bitch!" I yelp, but she scrambles to the door, and I have to act fast.
"I don't want to be yours!" She whines as I grab a fistful of her hair.
"I don't get a choice, bunny." She whirls to face me and I press my lips to hers to stop, well, whatever she was going to do this time.
"Why not?" She mumbles against my lips, but her voice doesn't have the fight anymore.
I'm not going to answer her, of course. If I told her that her brother died on the field that day, that I was ordered to keep her locked up until she starved, that I had to kill many to keep her safe... No. I can't think about the if. I need a distraction, but I already have mine, Lilly. She tastes like cinnamon. I hate cinnamon. At least it gets my mind off the massacre.
"Alpha... I need..." she trails off. I know what she needs, but I can't let her believe I care.
"What, Lilly?" I grumble, a little softer than I meant it to be. She whines, and I start to feel bad, but then I catch a whiff of the cinnamon, and my head clears.
"I need you to touch me again..." She whispers. But I don't have time for her pleasure today. She's not supposed to be out of her closet, actually. Which reminds me...
"You have to go back inside. I don't have time for you today." I wince mentally, but only tense physically. I didn't mean to sound like I don't care for her. I guess it works, though, because she pulls away and slumps a little.
"Oh. I see. Yes, alpha." She murmurs.