Jordy steps back toward me to lessen the gap and groans as I fuck myself on his length, his body locked tight. I know it’s killing him right now not to move, to thrust into me like I know he wants to.
I decide to slow down and drag myself along his length. Toying with him the way he’s intent on toying with me. “Don’t stop,” he snarls. “Don’t you fucking stop.”
Ha! I arch my back, lifting my arms above my head to press against the tile. I tilt my head up to the ceiling, my hair cascading down my spine. His hand fists my hair, tugging me back even further, the sting in my scalp delicious. The way this boy makes me feel …
He uses his grip on my hair to control my thrusts, back and forth. Back and forth, until neither of us can take it anymore and he thrusts into me, pressing himself impossibly deeper. Fucking me harder. I lose myself to sensation. His hand returns to the apex of my thighs, his skilled fingers finding my bundle of nerves and I hold onto the wall for dear life. He buries himself inside of me so deep I don’t know where I end and he begins. I’m flush with the wall now, my legs shaking as I struggle to remain on my feet. I moan, my release right there, just out of reach.
“Come for me.” He says, his fingers working faster. “Now, Jo. Come on my cock.” His vulgar mouth undoes me. My orgasm tears through me, pleasure cascading over my body. His arm wraps around my stomach, keeping me on my feet as he pounds into me three more times, an animalistic sound tearing out of him, before he finds his own release.
My chest is heaving, the water now cold but Jordy stays wrapped around me. “Fuck, I love you.” He whispers against my skin.
I swallow hard and crane my head to catch his gaze. Dark brown eyes flecked with silver meet my own, a vulnerability in them I’m not used to seeing. “You love me?” I ask, unsure if I heard him right. Did he mean to say those words out loud? Was it an accident? Heat of the moment sort of thing?
A hesitant smile splits his face. “Yeah. I love you, momma,” he says the words again and my heart flip flops in my chest.
I turn in his arms, and press my lips against his, needing his kiss. “I love you, too.” I whisper against his mouth.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
A growl rumbles in his chest. “Looks like I need to update the gram or tik or whatever the fuck that thing is again since my girl loves me.”
I laugh. “That isn’t how social media works.”
He shrugs. “Don’t care. Still posting it.”
God I love him. I really freaking do.
PartThree
Cruel Wolves & Devious Deceptions
Desmond Pierce is a wolf above Alphas.
Good looking, arrogant, and hunter-born.
He also happens to be my brother’s best friend.
If coming from different clans wasn’t reason enough to stay away from him, his connection to my brother is.
But every time we’re in the same room, he needles his way under my skin, demanding my attention and making the tigress in me rise up in challenge.
I hate him
He hates me.
But when the unthinkable happens, I start to wonder if hate is enough to keep our attraction to one another at bay.
81
Meiying
There’s this sense of foreboding thrumming through me as I look up at the impeccably manicured lawns and twin pillars that decorate where I’ll be living this next school year. All one hundred and eighty days of it, plus winter and spring breaks. I’m going to hate every minute of it.
The local council decided that since Hellbound High was such a success, why not open the doors to interspecies education and full integration within the local colleges too. The first few years were a little rocky, but now supposedly it’s been smooth sailing enough so that it’s become a requirement for all people residing within city limits to attend between the ages of eighteen and twenty-two.
A minimum four-year enrollment is required to secure peace and intermixing between the factions. And that’s great and all. I’m all for mixing. One of my best friends is a hydrokinetic after all, and I know the opportunity this presents. Before Hellbound U opened up, my education would have been limited to Pack instructors once I graduated high school. But I’m a tiger which means I like my space. I’m a solitary creature. And living in -campus housing, away from my clan, mypack, is a nightmare come true.
