SHE BOUGHT HIM FOR PLEASURE

Are you okay? My premium class service wolf likes to engage in group sex in front of me. The premium class service wolf I bought didn't like me; he only wagged his tail for my adopted sister, so I brought home a lowclass stress relief wolf. I was drunk, sitting outside the bar and smoking to sober up when a street vendor crept over. Miss, you look totally stressed out, need to let it all out, I've got a stress relief wolf good for unwinding. What the dealer glanced around nervously, a wolf shifter stepped into the light. He stepped forward, and his shadow fell across my face. The vendor yanked the rough collar and dragged him down to one knee. He unclipped the restricted bite guard, then grabbed the wolf's hair and pulled his head back, exposing his face. His narrow eyes locked on me like a wild beast. Look at that face, miss. Wouldn't it feel good to smack something that pretty? He was exactly my type, and my doctor had said my stress hormones were out of control. I genuinely needed an outlet, but I already had a wolf at home. Ash would mind. Get up, show your build. The wolf stood slowly; he peeled off his shirt. I saw bruises layered over bruises. High stamina, heals fast. 2000 for two hours of release, you can do whatever you want; just don't slit his throat and drain his blood, and he'll recover.

Slit his throat People's tastes had gotten that dark Forget it My wolf at home wouldn't let me touch him anyway This one was cheap A cheap, obedient one sounded fine How much to buy him outright. Not cheap He's our best. Name your price. I'll give you a discountjust 58,800. My parents had spent millions on Ash, my premium service wolf gift. This one was practically free by comparison. Too much? Fine, round it down to 50 grand. In the end, I bought him for 5,000. I wasn't ready to go home yet, so I took him to a hotel. The vendor gave me a long list of warnings on the way out. Don't remove the bite guard until he's fully tamed. Keep the chains on both of them. In the hotel suite, Eli stood still in the entryway, eyes down, waiting for whatever came next. I came out of the shower wrapped in a robe, still not daring to take off his restraints yet. Go shower. He looked at me for a few seconds, then turned and walked into the bathroom after a few minutes I knocked, I left my phone in there, he hadn't locked the door.

Are you sure? Yeah. I'm just a lowclass wolf. My answer was to stop waiting. He let out a muffled sound and closed his eyes. Ash was my parents' apologya premium competitiongrade service wolf, compensation for the 18 years they had lost me. I was five when I disappeared; 23 when they finally found me. When I came home, I found out my parents had already adopted a little girl named Emma. She'd been with them since she was a baby. She was 17 now. When I appeared. Emma fell apart. "Get out! I'm their real daughter. Why are you here taking my parents away? This is my home. Get out! " You'll always be our daughter. Zoe coming back doesn't change how much we love you. Emma's been spoiled; you're six years older. Just try to be patient with her. I should have been devastated, but I was 23. I had survived those lonely years craving my parents. Now, I was in the phase of desperately needing money. I let my eyes well up and looked down. I understand, Dad playing vulnerable worked the monthly allowance they wired me kept going up.

Eli froze with his back to me. His pale skin made his scars all the more shocking. Water streamed down his shoulders and along the rusted chains, washing away rust and dried blood. His tail hung low, trembling slightly. The fur was dull and britty, wild and fragile at the same time. My brain went offline. I crossed the room and hugged him from behind, pressing my lips to the bruising on his spine. Eli shuddered. His whole body went serried. It was the first time I'd heard his. voice. Make it easy. That's not... What is that? That's not how stress relief works. I've never done this before, bear with me. I pushed him onto the bed. I kissed every bruise one by one. He lay still and let me continue his body tense the whole time he didn't know how to respond. Then, at the crucial moment, he reached out and locked his hand around my waist.