Training Their Mate [Pack Wars-Book 1] by Vella Day Page A

amazing.
    She was his mate. He’d seen her flushed face
when she was with Dante in the store. Her scent had drawn him downstairs. His
need was making him careless. Sooner or later she’d decide she wanted Dante,
and when he told her they were werewolves, she’d freak out less if she cared
for them both.
    Her pert little mouth dropped open and her lids
lowered. “Obey you? Am I now your captive slave?”
    The idea of making her submit had the animal in
him trying to burst out. If he didn’t taste her now, he would shift and ruin
everything. One tug was all it would take to pull her into his arms.
    She licked her lips and stuck out her chest in
a defiant pose.
    That did it.
    He stood, pulled her to a stand, and clasped
her to his chest. He almost hoped she’d scream and try to flee, but instead she
did the worst thing possible.
    She leaned in and kissed him.
    Every last bit of resolve broke as he returned
her kiss. His cock throbbed and pulsed, and the power within him threatened to
come out. His need to claim her overtook all of his senses. He teased her mouth
open, desperate to taste her. When she responded willingly, his claws began to
replace his nails, and his bones cracked.
    He pulled away. “Come with me.”
    The expected question about where he was taking
her never came. When he pressed his thumb on the sensor, the locked door behind
the living room opened.
    “So that’s how you get it to open. Cool.”
    He prayed she’d think it was still cool once he showed her what the room
contained. The inside was dark, but as soon as they passed under the sensor,
the room’s lighting blinked on. The beige walls became bathed in a reddish hue
adding to the seductive nature.
    Liz halted. “What is this place?”
    “Welcome to my playroom.”
    She glanced around and from the way her fingers
tensed in his palm, she’d never seen anything like this.
    “What’s all this for? I mean I can guess, but
why show me?”
    She rotated around and faced him. It was now or
never.
    “I want you.” He couldn’t wait anymore and bent
down to drink in his fill.

 
    Chapter Ten
    Liz didn’t take her gaze off
of Trax until they entered the room. Then the magical place drew her in. “Oh,
my.”
    She tried to figure out the
purpose of all the items. One thing was for sure—it thrilled and scared
her at the same time. A spanking bench to the right had her mind wandering.
While no man had ever asked her to kneel on one, she thought the idea exciting.
A padded table that looked like one a massage therapist would use stood in the
middle of the room. Her sore muscles ached to have someone’s hand to rub the
tension from her body.
    Cuffs dangled not only from
the walls but from the ceiling, and things like paddles, whips, crops, and
collars hung on the side wall. She failed to take this all in. Half of her
wanted to experience each and every item in here but another half was plain
scared.
    Her gaze continued across the
room and stopped at the shelves that contained dildos and a few things she
couldn’t even guess their use. Suddenly, she was far outside her comfort
zone.  
    “Do you like my pleasure
room?” It sounded as if he was holding his breath, waiting to see if she’d turn
and try to run.
    “I’m not sure.” She didn’t
know if he wanted to bring her in here to have sex or just to show her what
would happen if she didn’t obey.
    He turned her around and
clasped her shoulders. “I’m hoping I can show you a new world of pleasure, but
first you’ll need to learn to do what you’re told. It’s for your own good.”
    She was about to say she was
twenty-eight and didn’t need anyone to tell her how to act, but the need in his
voice stopped her. His gaze oozed sex appeal and for some reason she wanted to
obey him, if only to experience the wild side once in her life.
    “How do you intend to tame
me?” The defiant part of her body couldn’t be quelled.
    Trax Field would never use
violence against a woman. He was a