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**West POV: **

Jazz and I watched Cleo and Valenzano walking up the stairs. I shook my head at them, thinking about what Jazz told me about Cleo. Valenzano has a challenge on his hands, which is a problem since he is accustomed to women and she-wolves throwing themselves at him. I myself never liked easy women. Women who will give them to me just because of who I am.

But that is another problem for another day. I turn and look at Jazz and August; my wolf is trying to push forward. She is wearing a black sequence halter top dress that barely covers her ass. Lucky for her, August, and I are not as jealous as Vintage and Valenzano.

"We might not get jealous, but we will punish her for showing off what is ours,"  August says with a grin. He likes when Jazz acts up in his eyes.

"Easy tiger I am not sure if Jazz is ready for that,"  I said, trying to calm him down.

"We won't know unless we try."  I do not like his matter-of-fact tone.

While August and I debate if we should punish Jazz or not, Jazz walks to my room. Watching her dress rise as she walks makes me cry. I see that August might have a point where she needs to be punished and that dress destroyed so she can't wear it again.

August thinks that Jazz, a human, can handle what we give her sexually. However, even after the stories I heard about her, I am still cautious about it. The last thing I want is to hurt her while doing something that is supposed to be pleasurable for the both of us.

"Stand here,"  I say once we are in my room. She stands in the middle of my room. I circle her as if she were my prey, which she is. I stop behind her.

"This dress looks beautiful on you. Too bad you won't be wearing it again."  I extended my claws and sliced the dress open, exposing her plump ass. I reached in front of her and grabbed her breast, then ripped the dress completely off, hearing her gasp. I smirk as I see she has no pants or bra on.

"You need to be punished for wearing that dress,"  I said as I circled around her, enjoying the view of her body. Her caramel skin is begging to be nibbled on. She stands there looking down and not saying a word, like a good submissive.

"Tell me what your punishment should be?" I asked her, lifting her chin with my claw.

"A spanking', she replies, and my heart stops.

"She has done this before, and she is ready. I can smell it on her,"  August said, happy as can be.

Jazz and I had sex plenty of times, but not on a Dom and Sublevel. We've only known each other for three months, and our mate bond is strong.

"We don't know what her limit is taking it slow and easy on her,"  August says worriedly.

"Slow and easy, are you fucking kidding me. Do you not feel the heat and arousal pouring from her?" I am getting so agitated with him.

"Yes, but we don't want to break her, do we?" he said, rolling his eyes.

"I don't want to break her; I want to knock her walls loose and put some puppies in her,"  I said nonchalantly.

"Putting pups in her, yes; knocking her walls loose. No, I would like for her to be able to walk tomorrow."  He is so sarcastic.

I got her right where I wanted her, after making her climax twice without even trying. The way her body reacted to her second orgasm was amazing. I never had a girl shoot her cum in my face from her pussycat.

It was fucking amazing, and she looked sexy as hell. My dick is so hard it hurts. I grab my leather rope and hug her. She says she is yellow right now, and I want to test her limits. I will take her as far as she allows me to.

I get behind her, and without any preparation, I shove my 12-inch dick inside her, filling her to the tilt. Tonight is the first time since we started our relationship that I put all of my dick inside her.

"FUCK!" she screams. Valenzano was smart, making all the rooms in the house soundproof.

"Babe what color?" I ask before I start moving.

"Yellow,"  she says out of breath.

I start moving deep and slowly. Felling her pussyclench tight on my dick. I knew it wouldn't be long before she climaxes again. And the way her pussy feels on my dick, I won't last long either, and I just got inside her. I grabbed the rope and pushed deeper into her.

"FUCK! Babe, you're so tight,"  I say, fighting the urge to cum.

"IMMA... IMMA...BOUT TO CUM,"  she screams and moans. I know it's now or never; because of the climax, she is going to be out like a light. Shit, she might need three days to recover from this.

I flip her over so that she is on top, still hogtied. Her moans are getting louder, and her grip on my dickens is getting tighter. I go faster and deeper.

"Climax with me, babe,"  I said. We were both near our boiling point. Once, I said that her walls got tighter if she felt like her pussycat was swallowing my dick.

"AHHHHH... SHIITTT!" she yells as she cums.

"FUUCCKK! I growl at the same time she climaxes and releases deep inside her.

"Babe, what color?"  I asked as I wiped her hair from her face, and I saw her eyes were still closed.

"Yellow,"  she whispers, not opening her eyes. I chuckle knowing she wants to say RED. I untie her, slowly lift her off my dick, and gently place her on the bed. We cuddle and drift to sleep.