"When I claim you as mine, I'll use you however I want, whenever I want. Even here, surrounded by the pack." While his words may have been whispered, I know the other Wolves heard him when they snicker. His voice dropslower, and I feel his lips brush my skin when he says, “Do you think they’ll all be jealous that I get to taste that delicious sweet spot between your thighs?”
What the fuck…
Coal is always putting on a show. Making my life miserable is what makes him happiest, I guess. I’m rarely alone with him, but when I am, that’s when he seems to be the least cruel. He likes having an audience, it seems, and right now he’s laying it on thick.
Fury spikes in my heart, but if I react, it will just give him an excuse to punish me here in front of everyone. I would rather be branded with a hot iron than let a classroom full of Wolves get off on the sight of me being spanked.
I bite my tongue, trying to hold in my retort, and taste blood. He was making a show of teasing me, so why did he whisper such dirty words in my ear for only me to hear?
Coal knows I’m a virgin and says he wants to ruin me for any other man. The first few times he said this, I believed him, thinking he was going to take me. Now I think he just wants to scare me, but I honestly don’t know. He easily could have had his way with me in the woods the night of my birthday. Instead, he and Quil had their way with each other. I blush, thinking about the way they both touched me.
Quil might actually do it. He’s nothing like the young boy I once knew. I don’t truly know what either of them is capable of.
Coal’s hand travels higher up my thigh, and his mouth moves to the shell of my ear. The caress of his hot breath against my skin causes heat to pool in my core, and I curse my body for betraying me. Coal is the enemy. Coal is the fucking devil. Coal likes dick…
"I can smell you, flower." He runs his fingers uphigher, almost reaching the apex between my thighs. "Are you wet for me?" This time his words are whispered so low, that I doubt even Quil could hear him, but I still tense up.
I shift in my seat, trying to move away from his heated touch. He might be able to spark desire within me, but I'll never bend to him willingly, no matter how my body reacts to him. Well, never again. Last time was a fluke. I was drunk. No more booze for me.
I push his hand away, using all the strength I have, but he barely budges.
"Stop…" I whisper, hoping he'll release me before anyone notices where his hand is.
Before I can protest further, the man from earlier storms back in and steals Coal’s attention with how aggressively he moves. I'm so grateful to be released from his death grip that I sigh too loudly.
Amber eyes zero in on me, and the other Wolf heads straight for my desk.
“Tell the Human to fuck off, Coal. I need to speak with you,” the angry stranger tells Coal, but keeps his eyes on me.
"No, you fuck off, Matteo. She’s my Avowed, she’s not moving." Coal tells him, gripping my thigh once again.
"You claimed her?" Matteo snaps, his gaze leaving me and focusing on Coal.
"Not yet, but I’m going to," Coal says with a shrug, and as his agitation rises, his grip tightens on my thigh once again.
His hand is going to leave a mark, and I realize he's probably going to get off on that. At least it’s high enough that no one should see it under my skirt. It also means his fingers are so close to pressing against my center.
"She's not your Avowed yet, then," Matteo growls, and Itry to move, but Coal won't release me from his painful hold.
“Stop distracting her, Matteo. She’s not moving. As I said, she’s serving me.” Coal snaps his fingers multiple times, and another Human girl three rows up turns at the noise immediately and jumps to her feet, rushing over.
As Humans living in a Wolf pack, answering to things like a whistle or snapping fingers is second nature. As the Alpha’s son, Coal is never ignored. “Matteo gets violent when he’s forced to wait, Human. Move faster.” I resist rolling my eyes because she’s practically sprinting already.
“How can I be of service?” Natalie asks, never looking at either Wolf.
While they’re distracted, I take the opportunity to peer at Matteo through my lashes. His tanned skin makes the bright amber of his eyes stand out, and my heart starts racing. Every Wolf in the room can hear the sudden change, so I turn my attention back to Natalie, hoping Coal assumes I'm scared for her and doesn’t catch me admiring another Wolf.
He might hate me, but he’s possessive, and if he thinks my desires are elsewhere, he’ll torture us all. Or he’ll bend me over Quil’s knee again… I shake the thought from my head.
“Fuck off, I don’t need shit,” Matteo snaps, and Natalie retreats back to her seat, as Coal chuckles.
“You’re too uptight. Lighten up. I get it, you hate Humans more than I do, but they really can be useful if you train them correctly.” Coal’s taunting words are accompanied by another squeeze of my thigh, and I yelp. Coal is leaning forward in his seat, staring up at Matteo, which means when Quil leans back, staring at me, I notice right away.
I can’t help it, my eyes snap to him, and I bite my lip. He lifts his brow, and I try to look away from his intense hazel eyes, but that inner rebel perks up, staring him down. He frowns, but then smirks, and I feel a strange wave of dominance radiating off of him, but I ignore it.
Three strong scents of cinnamon, sandalwood, and winter hit me all at once, and I realize Coal is reacting to Quil, who is reacting to my disobedience. Then there’s Matteo, whose scent is strangely soothing, which confuses my senses, and the combination makes me dizzy. My eyes finally drop, and Quil chuckles darkly.
“Delilah, did you just fuck Quil with your eyes? Why does he smell ready to mount you? Why do you smell like you want exactly that?” Coal’s teeth nip at my earlobe, sending an intense wave of desire crashing through me.
