C15 I wasn't asking permission

I can wipe out the entire complex with just a 'few spells'. She's angry and I don't blame her for that. It was stupid of me to downplay her gifts, but fear for her safety makes me loosen my tongue. "You haven't spoken to me for days and now you're running away on a suicide mission to fight an enemy that will do unspeakable things to you if they catch you. You don't want me as a partner, but you'll be given even fewer options there than this." She hasn't let go of my grip and I notice her leaning into my touch as my thumb runs over her skin. Her eyes are a little heavy and warm as I stroke her back and forth, over and over. "You want me. You want this, Alison , you're just afraid. So am I." As she comes to her senses, she jerks and moves away from me, leaving the knife in my hand. The determination in her expression is worth seeing, and at any other time I would have welcomed it. "I'm not going to sneak away " he spits out." I intend to make myself useful. This fight belongs to all of us and if you think I'm going to stand by and watch my friends get hurt and change the world for me, you're wrong. I want my freedom too, Luke. Is that really hard to understand?" It's not, and I want to give her the space to explore all these things, but the idea of her being hurt and me not being there to protect her makes my insides feel like they're on fire. "So, good thing Carrie wants me to go too." That's not what she expects me to say. I can tell by the way she moves her mouth. Fuck, she looks beautiful even when she's getting ready to spit fire at me. "No... I don't need you to cum." "Where you go, I go." The look she gives me would melt the polar ice caps. His fury doesn't please me, and maybe I'm overreacting, but every instinct in my body tells me I need to be by his side. "That's touching, but I don't want you with me." "I wasn't asking permission." His mouth tightens into a tense line. "You're so infuriating. Is this what our life together is going to be like? I set boundaries and you trample all over them? Because I'm not going to put up with years of this." It gives me hope that she's thinking about the years ahead of us. Does that mean she's coming to terms with the idea of our bond? "There are no boundaries between partners. This between us is not like a normal relationship and she needs to understand that. There are no give and take or compromises. There is only ownership. She owns me and I own her. We are two halves of the same soul. There is no need for space, but she insists on things like boundaries and time to think. What is there to think about? "Well, I'm going to set some things in motion, Luke . I'll start with this. I don't need your permission to do anything and I'm sure as hell not going to ask for it. Just stay out of my business." I step into her space and she backs away, though she tries to stand her ground and show her strength. I love that. "When you willingly expose yourself to danger, your business is mine and I will trample all your boundaries to protect you. I would expect you to do the same if I took risks." She throws her hands up in the air as my eyes lock onto her dark hair and high ponytail. All I can think about is wrapping my fingers around it as I ram into her pussy. The look she gives me suggests my thoughts wandered to our bond again, not that I care if she knows what a depraved idiot I am when it comes to her. "Do you ever stop thinking about sex with me?" I pull her to me, our bodies molding to each other as if we were made to fit. The breath she inhales between her teeth turns into a moan as our bodies react to each other's. "I'll never stop thinking about claiming your sweet little pussy." Despite her indignation, I smell her arousal and my wolf howls with satisfaction. "If you touch me, I'll cut off your cock. " He threatens her in a believable tone of voice, but she can't hide how flushed her skin is nor the wild look in her eyes. "I've told you before: when I take you, and I will take you, Alison , I'll make you beg on your knees for my cock." Her mouth opens slightly and her eyes widen at the rudeness of my words. I like having surprised her. I want to do it again. With my other hand, I run the pad of my thumb across her full, sweet lips, watching her breathing quicken. "You're amazing," she whispers, but I don't think her words are a compliment. It doesn't matter. She will come to me. I can already tell her determination to keep her distance is crumbling. But if she wants to keep playing this game, if keeping up this ruse that she's unwilling to participate somehow helps her, I'll follow her. For now. "When it comes to you, I am," I concur. "Let's get something straight. We may be partners, but I'm not yours to do whatever you want with me. I have my own mind, Luke . You're not going to hold me back or demand that I behave the way you want me to. If you want a robot, then I'm not the partner for you. And if you keep ordering me around " he jabs a finger into my chest, a difficult feat considering how tight we are, I'm going to lose my mind. I'm not a...