Nadia's POV

'Stop it!" Landon screamed after I made him imagine what I would do if he keeps up banging the omega.


'You can't endure mere hearing it." I shot him a very wicked glare, mindless of whether he could see it or not. 'And you put me through it, every single time you fucking feel like."

'Come over here." He says in a lower, more affectionate tone.

'That would be over my dead body." I replied to him, sitting more firmly than I was.


'Baby," he called out to me.

'Don't fucking call me that." I snapped at him.


Landon walked over to me. Using one hand to hold mine behind me against the walk, he exhales on my face. I like Landon when he is macho. It turns me on so much. I hope I'm angry enough to not fall for him this time.

'Just release your body to me." He cajoled, proudly. 'it's mine, I own it."

I feel so powerless as not only can't I stop Landon because my hands are grabbed and fastened to the wall, I also can't control the throbbing in the middle of my legs. I can feel the blood already there, and the easiness with which my thighs now glide, one over the other, just indicates the level of wetness down there. Shame on you, Nadia.

'Landon, I don't want to…" I protested weakly, still wringing my hands, perhaps by the stroke of luck his grip would have loosened, I was wrong.

'Keep calling my name, moan it." I knew I went wrong the second his name flew out of my mouth. I've always known him to have a fetish for his name being called while this thrusting and groping, moaned actually, I should just have gone ahead with what I wanted to say, afterall, he would have known it was directed to him.

'Landon." I said as dryly as I could both to deter him and turn him off.

'You know, for next time you want to do this with anybody else, there's something called consent." I lashed Landon right after he got off me, while he was zipping his trousers and putting his member back in place.

'I don't need that." He said proudly, spotting a very annoying smirk.

'Just as you thought you didn't need proper training." He stopped what he was doing, and froze. 'Look where it got you, got us."

I'm barely done with what I said before feeling his hands smash my cheeks twice. It occurs in so quick a succession I didn't even get to feel the first one before the second landed.

'You don't ever, EVER, in your fucking miserable life, talk to me like that." He warned, while wringing the life out of my neck.

'I hate you, I fucking do." I screamed, more like wheezed at him as it sounded nothing more like a pathetic wheeze.

'I do too, but I'm not going to reject you, ‘cause I still need you, I do." He sounds sincere, and wicked at the same time, such a horrible being.

'You could get the lowly poor omega to do all you want." I shot back. 'You rarely ever need help with important matters, so feel free to see her with respects to everything related to sucking and fucking you, ‘cause I'm done!" I threw my hands in the air for emphasis.

Landon knows better than to come close to me. Even without Tyla, I could be that ravenous bitch that could put Landon in his place with a few scratches.

'You don't mean what you're saying." He shot back.

'I do. I fucking do." I feel the sudden urge to threaten him with my newfound knowledge. With the fact that I know he's using Moonlily Pack to attack and terrorize a lot of other packs, and not only is he leading a rogue pack, he plans to use them to upturn Moonstone, but it's too soon, it's way too soon. That's the only weapon in my arsenal for now. I can't afford to throw it in at a little fight, there would be others. Chill, Nadia, chill.

'Got anything else to say?" He looks at me, daring me.

'Yeah." I replied, looking straight in his eyes. 'Take off your pants."

I instantly see the perverted humor in his eyes. It must have been a dream come true for a sex-maniac like Landon. But trust him to also bring his ego into it.

'Come take it off." He said, unbuttoning and leaving it hanging loosely, revealing his sexily toned torso, with a little bit of public hair here and there.

'My turn, my rules." I insisted.

Maybe because he felt it would not be bad to, once in a while, heed my words for once, or maybe it was the ache of him throbbing against the tight line of his pants, either ways, he pulled it off in one wide swoop and was ready for action.

'Your hands behind your back." I dictated.

'I like the sound of that." He says while sucking air between his teeth in his arousal.

'That does not matter, seeing I don't give a fuck about how you feel."

Just as he's about to reply to what I said, I groped him, making him inhale almost half of the oxygen in the room.

I start to tease, longer than I usually do, definitely more annoying and most definitely fiercer.

He grabs my ponytail, trying to take control of my head and ease himself in my mouth.

When being evasive does not work, I go back to taking control. 'Hands behind you." I repeated, after a pause.

He quickly obeys like an obedient pet, something I would like him to be.

His body contracts from the uneasiness and all the teasing which is not even helping matters.

'Just get in with it, will you?" He said out of sexual frustration.

'You don't get to tell me what to do." I reminded him again.

Power really intoxicates. The thoughts in my head now that Landon is vulnerable has me revolting internally.

I looked up to see him looking down at me, then it occurred to me that all the while I was busy in my head, I actually wasn't doing anything with him.

'Come here." He carries me without even wanting for an answer and head to the bed, throwing my legs open in a way that would have hurt if I wasn't actually ready for him.