Chapter 232

Natalie’s hand slithered out from underneath Malice’s t-shirt to creep up, instead, gently around her neck. She left her grip resting there, lightly putting pressure.

“You know,” Natalie murmured. “I’m getting kind of tired of your bratty attitude. I expect my pets to be better behaved.”

Malice scooted backward, rubbing her ass into Natalie’s cock, sending a jolt of arousal through her—and causing the stiff member to swell outward, only half-softened from their previous conversations.

“Then perhaps you should act as a pack leader ought to,” Malice shot back. “When a subordinate acts out, the pack leader should retaliate. Make it clear who’s in charge.”

“And how should I do that?”

Malice scoffed. “What, I have to tell you how? This is exactly what I mean.”

Natalie grabbed Malice by the waist and tossed her forward, sprawling the wolfgirl out across the bed. It was unexpected and forceful enough of an action to catch Malice off guard; she sucked in a gasp of surprise as she fell forward onto her stomach.

Natalie had already crawled overtop her before she could react. She laid atop the girl, using her bodyweight to press her into the bed, her cock crammed against Malice’s ass, through two layers of panties.

“I wasn’t asking how,” Natalie growled into her ear. “Just seeing if you had a preference. But I’ve changed my mind. You don’t get any choice in the matter, now.”

She spun Malice around, throwing her onto her back, then yanked the wolfgirl’s panties down. Malice gleefully helped wiggle out of them, her faux-reluctant attitude disappearing as she finally got what she wanted. Natalie tossed the delicate fabric to the side.

Shuffling down the bed, she lay on her stomach, head between the wolfgirl’s thighs.

The positioning caught Malice off guard. “This? This is your punishment?” she laughed, digging a hand into Natalie’s hair as she settled between her legs. “You’re really bad at discipline. But I guess ingratiation works too, if you insist.”

Natalie snorted.

Malice actually didn’t realize her plan, did she?

Maybe smart in combat. Definitely ignorant on this battlefield.

Natalie happily got to work.

Grabbing the wolfgirl’s legs and pulling them over her shoulders, she brushed her mouth against Malice’s soft mound, rubbing her nose in. Malice rested her heels on Natalie’s back, thighs squeezing in against her face, breathing growing labored in only seconds.

“Hasn’t it only been a few hours since we did this?” Natalie asked amusedly, the words vibrating into Malice’s pussy as she kept her lips hovering right against the sensitive flesh. “From your perspective? You said time jumps between your summons.”

“And?” Malice asked, panting. “That’s a few hours too long.”

So Malice was just that needy, then? That meant Natalie’s plan was going to be even more effective than she’d hoped.

Malice’s legs trembled as Natalie gave one long, tantalizing lick across her pussy, ending at her clit. She wiggled the tip against the sensitive bundle of nerve endings, extracting an instant whine from the wolfgirl. No wonder she’d hinted at this every time Natalie summoned her—she clearly needed relief.

Which was a shame for her. Because she might find some temporary relief, but she wouldn’t be getting what she actually wanted. This was a punishment, after all, however much Malice didn’t realize it yet.

Malice quickly broke down as Natalie lavished her with attention. Her lips and tongue wrung little cries from the wolfgirl as she worked away. Malice’s sharp black nails brushed against the back of Natalie’s head as she pushed her in with one hand, needing more pressure. A rapid thwap thwap thwap filled the air along with her growing moans, her tail thumping into the bedsheets as she lost her composure.

“Fuck,” Malice whined, back arching. “You really are—ah!—so good at this. Your skills are impressive, human.”

Natalie laughed, the vibrations going into Malice’s core. Her hips strained up into Natalie’s face, pushing her pussy harder into her tongue. At the desperate motions, Natalie had to fight away her amusement. This was going to be so easy Natalie almost felt bad for her.

Less than a minute later, Malice was already shaking. Natalie worked her higher as eagerly as she ever had, playing the cooperative partner. Malice seemed to forget how this had even started—that Natalie had obviously been annoyed with her bratty behavior. Malice just whined and panted beneath Natalie, the noises coming from her growing increasingly lewd.

Right when Natalie sensed the girl starting to tense up, that climax she so desperately needed starting to arrive, Natalie pulled away.

“W-What?” Malice gasped in surprise. “Wait, n-no. Keep going. I was almost—”