One thing I loved about our relationship was no matter what happened behind closed doors, Sam would always and forever be possessive and jealous. He would never let anyone hurt or harm me in any way; even his pack brothers. No one was allowed to take advantage of our situation and that Paul even dared to attempt to kiss me in front of Sam -something he would never try behind his Alpha's back- knowing we weren't playing at the moment, said something about how Paul was trying to push Sam's buttons for another reason. It had nothing to do with me at all and it pissed me off that he would use me in that way. Paul and I had become best friends after Edward left me. He'd been the one to pick me up and mend the hole in my chest while Jake was busy being ordered not to speak to me. He'd turned wolf and had begged Paul to look out for me, something Paul did reluctantly, with anger and hatred. Once he'd gotten to know me a little, he'd deemed us besties and we'd been inseparable. For him to pull that stunt today -knowing I was in Sub Mode waiting for Sam and that I was forbidden to do anything to stop it- was almost unforgivable. Only almost because he didn't actually kiss me and I'm holding enough stock in our friendship to think he wouldn't have actually gone through with it because of our friendship.
He's still in deep shit.
Both with Sam and with me.
Another sharp smack brought my full attention back to the matter at hand.
I whimpered in pain even as a creamy trail of arousal dripped down my inner thigh. I felt the tip of his cock press between my ass cheeks and though anal wasn't my favorite thing to do with the thickness of him, I eagerly wiggled my rear end at him.
He hummed in approval and pushed his cock further down so it rubbed seductively along my swollen pussy lips. I clenched my teeth and cut off my breathing, waiting for him to slam into me but when he pulled away, my eyes popped open and I gasped for breath. I wanted so badly to look behind me but I knew if I deviated, I would be punished.