Which is dangerous.
Noah’s version ofplayingusually involves mutilation.
“What if I want to fuck first?” he asks, his hazel eyes glittering with challenge. “Hell, what if I don’t want to follow any of therulesyou’ve created and go manifest a few of my own with the little bee upstairs?”
My shoulders stiffen. “We’re a pack, Noah.”
“Are we?” He pushes off the doorjamb and starts toward me. “Because it seems as though we’re all just obeying your orders,boss.”
“Something you’ve never had a problem with,” I point out. “Until now.”
“She changes everything.” His words are quiet. No longer playful.Deadly. “If I want to touch her, I will.”
“With her consent,” I press.
“Sure. But I’m not going to force her to beg me. And if she wants to use me to piss you off? I’m okay with that, too.”
My jaw ticks. “That rule is meant to protect her, too, Noah.” Because something tells me she would regret using them to upset me. Maybe the guilt wouldn’t come right away, but it would eventually rear up. And I don’t want to risk any potential erosion to our pack dynamic.
“Still, it’s my choice to be used,” he stresses.
“Even if it’ll hurt her in the end?” I counter.
He frowns. “It won’t.”
“You may not feel guilt, Noah, but I’m certain she does.” I slip out of my shoes and socks, leaving me in just my dress slacks. They’re not the most comfortable athletic wear, but they’ll do. “As I said, it’s not a rule to protect just you. It’s for her, too.”
His jaw clenches, his arms folding across his chest.
But he doesn’t say anything else. I assume because he’s considering what I’ve just said.
While he plays the part of psychotic enforcer, deep down, he’s more like a golden retriever. At least for those he cares about.
Everyone else… he’s just psychotic. Lethal.Terrifying.
The two assholes we intercepted in the early hours today only saw that side of Noah. They literally pissed themselves shortly after my enforcer finished introducing himself.
Useful skills for an assassin.
And admirable traits for a pack mate.
Anyone who so much as looks at Aurora the wrong way will meet Noah’s wrath before I even have a chance to react.
She’ll forever be safe in our care.
Taming his affections for her, though, will likely be a challenge. However, I strongly suspect our feisty omega will be more than able to handle it.
I walk over to retrieve a bo, then meet Johan on the mat. “All right, baby. Let’s dance.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
LARK
I don’t botherwith a cold shower. It won’t help. So I make it hot. Too hot. And just stand beneath the spray for… a while.
Every part of me is burning.
I feel ashamed. But also incredibly aroused. Which then fuels the shame even more.
