“I am,”I agreed. “And that makes your pretty little pussy, oh so wet.”
Contempt was written all over her face, but there was desire and excitement there too. Good. I wanted her to want me as much as I wanted her. I wanted her begging for my seed. If I caused her pain, it would be the kind that would leave her desperate for more.
And more than anything else, I wanted to take her far away from these woods, far away from her burrow and the people who threw her to the wolves.
“You’re right. My human is a liar. Know why?”
My paw gripped her waist, giving her a squeeze. I loved how my claws nearly touched, she was so small in my grasp.
“Tell me.” Her voice bent with a heady mix of pleasure and pain as my digits tightened around her.
The claw tipping my thumb brushed the underside of her breast, creating a lovely little indent in the soft mound. “He agreed to your arrangement, knowing full well I wouldn’t allow you to leave. And he didn’t tell you the truth when you assumed I couldn’t breed you because he wants you just as much as I do. He accepts that now.”
“You can’t keep me here. They’ll find and kill me.”
“Oh, Little Bunny. I am leaving these woods with you. Even when I’m not there with you, you will always feel me. I’ll hunt those who mean to harm what’s mine. I’ll stalk your nightmares if it means being the only monster on your mind.”
I canted my hips, pushing my cock against her. With our height difference, it jabbed at her belly, making her gasp. I simmered in her shock for a moment before drawing my hips back again, just to watch the thread of pre-cum attaching us stretch and snap.
She caught it, too. I knew by the way her pulse kicked up. She lifted her attention back to me, determination setting her jaw. “If you didn’t kill my sister, then who did?” she demanded.
“My brother.” I tilted my head, an ear flicking backward. “So, you got your revenge, don’t you think?”
Her eyes slivered. “You still had a part in it, didn’t you?”
“In a way,” I admitted. “I wasn’t involved in her death. I wasn’t lying about that. I don’t join in the Hunt. I never have.”
She swallowed hard, giving me those fire-filled “fuck me” eyes.
The human locked within me warned me not to mate her out here in the open.But how could I resist her?
My mate was naked, the sweetest scent leaking from her cunt, so wet I could see little beads of her arousal streaking down her legs.
My mouth watered, my tongue snaking out to lick my jowls. Her lashes fluttered as beads of my saliva peppered her flushed cheeks. “Carver…”
My name in her mouth, breathy and threaded with lust, had me fisting my cock and pushing closer to her.
I needed to bend her over now. She was mine. All mine and I didn’t give two fucks who or what might see us. Let them watch. Let them see as I knotted my mate.
“We can’t. Not here.”
“The cabin would be safer,”I mused in my gravel cadence. “But you’re in heat again. It won’t be long before my pack scents it. It might be better to rut you here and cover you in my scent.”
“What if they find us?”
“Then I’ll kill them. I’ll kill them all if it means protecting you.”
Her beautiful doe-eyes widened with shock. “You’d kill your own pack? Why would you do that for me?”
The answer was simple, but I couldn’t make myself voice it. I had no right to tell her I loved her, and she wouldn’t believe me anyway. Besides, it’s not like the love I had for her was healthy or normal. Oh no, my love for this little bunny was strange and dangerous, baptized in blood and hatred.
“I’ll tear out every throat that stands in the way of your survival. I’ll watch the whole world bleed for you, Ruthless.”
TWENTY-SEVEN
RUTH
Ugh.The mouth of this werewolf. With just a few dirty words and a look, my pussy was dripping. Something told me he’d be able to do that even when I wasn’t in heat.
