The male wiggled the tip of a third finger inside me—a silent threat. “Answer me, or I’m gonna play a game to see just how much of me you can fit before you break.”
I nodded frantically, the back of my skull bashing against the fridge. “I like it when it hurts.”
His smile turned smug. “I figured as much. You put on such a pretty little show for me in my bed when you thought I was dead.”
My breath froze in my lungs as realization bled in. He must have been spying on me through the window.
“That’s right, Ruthless. I saw you rolling around in my sheets, finger fucking yourself. With Casey’s blood still wet on your flesh.”
His tone was husky and rough but not with anger. Withneed.
It was like there was some part of him that was turned on by the fact that I’d killed his brother.
My suspicion was confirmed when my attention dipped to watch his hand slip into the waistband of his sweats and fist his cock.
“Y–you’re seriously fucked in the head. You know that?”
He chuckled as he pulled his fingers from my pussy, while keeping his other hand anchored to his dick and rose to his full height.
His hands slipped under my thighs and lifted me up the fridge. The sound of my shirt tearing free of the knife filled my ears as he lifted me off the ground. My legs instinctively banded around his hips.
My arms wrapped around his shoulders as he shifted my weight in his arms for a beat while he reached between us to tug his sweats down.
Everything in me went cold and hot again when he pushed me flush against the fridge and lined himself up with my pussy. “Of course, I’m fucked in the head. You think I don’t know that? Look at me. I’m about to screw my brother’s killer while his disembodied head watches from my kitchen counter. All because my wolf tells me that you’re all that matters. How’s that for fucked?”
The monster behind his eyes seemed to grow stronger, and for a moment, he went quiet. What was his wolf saying to him? I’d give anything to hear it speak again. Anything to see it shift and mark me…
“You’re not the only one fighting a war. I want you, too. I want to mate you.You.The redneck loner wolf who tried to strangle me not even an hour ago.”
He brought his forehead to rest against mine, making it so I couldn’t look away. “I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. I fucking can’t hurt you, not in any way that won’t leave you moaning for more. Thank my wolf for that, Little Bunny.”
“Let me see him,” I panted, my hips bucking—desperate to take more of him inside me. “Shift. Please. I’m ready.”
He bared his teeth, shooting me a manic smile through the dark. Fuck, he was so hot when he smiled. “No, you’re not. First, we have to train that tight little pussy to take my wolf form.”
Before the last words left his mouth, he slammed his hips forward, filling me with one harsh motion.
SIXTEEN
CARVER
My little bunny’s pussy was so wet, she was making a mess all over my cock.
Fuck. Everything from her smell to the kiss of her bare skin against mine was intoxicating. And she wassotight. Yet she stretched to take me with ease.
“Like she was made for us.”
It took all my strength to keep the monster inside me locked in tight. It wanted out. Soon, I wouldn’t be strong enough to keep it bridled. The deal was to give her my mark, and I’d need to shift to do that.
Not yet. My instincts would shove into the driver’s seat the moment I shapeshifted. I wanted complete control over her in all my forms. I’d enjoy breaking and owning her pieces as a human and as a monster.
Primal instincts battled for supremacy, demanding I fill her with every drop of cum I had to give.
“Mark her. Breed her. Make her mine.”
I gritted my teeth so hard that a splitting sensation shot through my skull. Being the demented fuck that I was, thepain made my dick swell—the perfect chaser to her inner walls clamping around me, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to my balls.
She held onto me for dear life, her whole body shaking as I pulled out as suddenly as I’d filled her. An adorable whimper dropped her lips at the loss of me, and she arched her back off the fridge, her hips chasing me as I drew back.
