He grunted, and I looked down, falling into those eyes full of dark fire. A rich, smoldering brown that caught the light like burnished mahogany. All I could think about at that moment was how badly I wanted those eyes. I wanted them to see me as more than the Rossey boss, more than just the women on top of him. I wanted more from him. I wanted him to be?—
“Fucking mine.”
Nick moaned, “Yes,” and my eyes flared.Did I say that out loud?His fingers dug into my hips hard enough to bruise as he grunted, “Yours. Fucking yours.”
My body froze, heat rising from my cheeks as my heart kicked against my ribs.
His smile was all teeth, sharp and joyless. "At least for right now, right?"
That thump in my chest crumpled. I forced my lips to curve, forced my hips to move.I am not about to look like the weak one in this situation.Instead of speaking, I ground down on him until his eyes rolled back and his breath stuttered.
“Yeah. You're mine... for right now. As long as this,” I eyed his chest, running my hand down it, digging my nails into the grooves, “lasts.”
His whole body clenched underneath my touch, and before I could say another word, he flipped me. My back hit the ground, knocking the air from my lungs. His cock drove into me, hard, fast, relentless.
“You're fucking mine, too.” Each word was punctuated by a thrust. "Don't. Forget. That."
His fingers clawed at the ground. The earth crumbled beneath his palms, turning to powder. He froze mid-thrust, staring at his hands like they belonged to someone else.
Hooking one leg around him, I dug my heel into his ass, pulling him deeper inside of me to wake him the fuck up or distract him from freaking out about the fact that he was now a monster. "Harder. Fuck me harder."
Lost, uncertain eyes met mine, and, for a second, I felt for his predicament. It wasn't easy for your life to get turned upside down, but now wasn't the time to wallow. Now was the time to enjoy the perks of being a supe.
Rocking myself up, I cupped his face and bit his lip hard. Tangy copper took over my tastebuds before I swiped my tongue along his lips. Just like when you fought, sometimes you needed to draw some blood to get you to focus.
His fingers swiped at his mouth, dragging crimson across his chin. "What did?—"
I caught his lips with mine, tongue digging into the spot where I'd bitten him. Caught up in the mix of his blood in my mouth and his scent in my lungs, my pulse stuttered.
“You're a werewolf now.” I ran my thumb along his lip and showed him the lack of blood. “Your skin heals fast.” Staring at his mouth, my core clenched, and I licked my lips. “Losing a couple drops of blood is nothing, but it can satisfy the animal inside you.”
His gaze locked on mine, searching, but I didn't look away. Didn't hide the predator that laid beneath these eyes. He needed to see the truth.
While I didn't want him to see me as his boss, I also didn't want him to see me like some of the weak human women he had likely bedded in the past. I could handle the animal he kept locked up.
His head bent down, hips rolling slow and deep while his mouth made a thick, wet trail up between my breasts. Once he got to my collarbone, my weak spot, I let out a small whimper. His lips curled along my skin, then he bit down. Hard.
The sharp sting dissolved into heat in a flash. A raw moan tore from my throat. His tongue swept across the wound, tentative at first, then he lapped at it, drenching my pussy.
The sound of his heartbeat thundered in my ears. Between my legs, his cock swelled harder, and my lips curved. There it was.
“Let him out,” I whispered into his ear. “Fuck me like you've wanted to. Like you've dreamed about." His rhythm stuttered. “You know I can take it.Allof it.”
He slid out of me fast, and I cried out at the emptiness. I was about to tell him I was disappointed when he lifted and turned my body like I was weightless, slamming my top half to the ground, leaving my ass in the air.
His hand pressed between my shoulder blades, pinning me down, and my instincts came up, demanding I kick at him and shove him onto the ground. Seconds away from doing just that, his fingers slid inside me, and my mouth dropped open. His thumb circled my clit, spreading the wetness around until my hips bucked and writhed beneath him. All thoughts of getting back at him dissolved into the pleasure that overrode it.
"I'll give you what you want, Nova." The head of his cock pressed at my entrance. My breath caught. Blood rushed in my ears. "I'm going to fuck my ma—" He paused, and his hand clamped downon my hip harder. The punishing pressure of his grip sent fresh wetness pooling between my thighs.
His chest was on my back, lips brushing the shell of my ear as he cooed, "Even if this is only for tonight, you won't forget it. Won't forgetme. I'll make sure of it."
Those were his last words before he drove into me like a madman. No build-up, no hesitation. A few hard thrusts, then he found his rhythm, brutal and relentless. Lightning shot down my legs. My muscles turned liquid. My eyes rolled back, my jaw slack as he pounded into me again and again and again.
Skin slapping against skin echoed off the rocks. The sound bounced back to us, amplified.
"Fuck, Nova. Your cunt’s so fucking tight. Goddamn." His palm cracked across my ass. The sting rippled through me, stealing the breath from my lungs.
Everything sharpened. The mineral scent of soil. The distant roar of falling water. The bruising grip of his hands that marked deeper than any cut. The coil in my belly wound tighter and tighter, making it hard to think about anything else but him fucking me until I couldn’t take it anymore.
