She breaks away, staring up at me with dilated eyes, wide with surprise.
“What?” I ask, noting my cock already starting to moisten just from the little bit of pain. “I can take you,” I say with a snicker, trying to be humorous, but something shifts in Auryn’s gaze.
“Is that a challenge, Emmett?”
I grin, squeezing her throat. “Only if you want it to be, Auryn.”
I half expect her to push me away and tell me off, while the other half hopes she’ll take my bait.
And she does.
She pushes me. Hard. So hard I stumble back as she stalks towards me, teeth exposed as she snarls at me.
“You think you can take me, huh?” she snaps. I move backward until I hit the edge of the bed, and she lunges forward, knocking me back as she places her hand around my throat. I scoot back up onto the bed, and she comes with me from the motion.
My breath catches in my throat as she climbs on top of me, hand still poised around my neck, fury in her eyes.
I chuckle. “Aww, is that all you got, sweetheart? A little claw and a little squeeze?” I thrust up against her, the heat rising between us from my body temp and hers alone.
I can feel her heat, which is…strange.
She should be cold, but her temperature seems to fluctuate as much as her mood and her scent. It’s almost like she’s two different people in one sometimes, and I never know who I’m going to get.
I kind of dig that, though.
She straddles me as she squeezes my throat, and I grab her by the hips and roll us both until I’m on top of her, and she growls. Her hands rake down my chest, and her pupils are fully blown.
I make no move to grind against her, though I can feel her thrusting up, trying to do so.
“Look at the little kitty all pissed off,” I tease her. “You’re cute when you’re pissy, you know that?”
Her legs wrap around my waist, and she grabs my hips, and with all her might, she pushes me forward until my back hits the pillows and brings her mouth to my neck. I chuckle, because fuck, she’s so easy to rile up.
“And I like you better when you aren’t talking,” she says as she crushes her mouth to mine. Her legs pin me as her hands rove down my chest until they rest on the exposed skin from my shirt flying up.
I kiss her back with a groan as she drives her tongue in my mouth. I settle my hands on her hips, one hand sliding over her ass.
“Is that so?” I breathe against her lips before I push her back, upending her once more.
The bed beneath us is no longer a bed, but a boxing ring.
We scramble and push, claw and bite at one another until we’re both hot and sweaty and panting heavily. I remove my shirt if only from the heat and don’t miss the way her gaze roves over me. She looks slowly, licking her lips as her gaze settles on the evident bulge in my pants.
“See something you like, princess?” I taunt her. She removes her shirt without a word, her breasts bouncing from the motion.
“No,” she says bitterly, and I hate that I flinch from her words. No? What the fuck?
She glares at me in judgment, biting her fingernail as she says, “Kind of hard to formulate an opinion if I can’t see everything.” She shrugs.
I know she can see just fine. Cheeky little bitch.
“If you want to see my cock, Auryn, all you have to do is ask.”
She grins, leaning forward on the bed. “Where’s the fun in that?” She stalks me on the bed, her gaze pinning me. “I’d rather make you beg.”
Fuck me to hell.
“That’s cute. You think you can make an alpha beg, huh?”
