Page 60 of Wicked Wolf

“As humans then,” Gideon said. “Fight fair, and fight tough. Begin!”

Gina dodged right as Helena swiped at her. The other woman growled and snapped, trying to get at Gina, but Gina was faster. Helena clawed at her but Gina rolled out of the way. She used her right arm to grip Helena’s upper arm and pull her close. The other woman screamed then bit at Gina’s neck.

Freaking bitch.

She didn’t want to prolong the fight; she wasn’t a damn cat. Instead, she stepped up, wrapped her hand around Helena’s neck, and flipped the other woman onto her back.

She slid her claws into the other woman’s skin gently, careful not to nick an artery. “Yield,” she growled, her voice low. “You have no say here. You were never going to win. He’s mine. And you know what? He chose me, same as I chose him. Just go away and let us live.”

Helena whimpered then slammed her palm into the ground twice.

The crowed erupted in cheers, and it was the first time Gina had heard them. She’d put all of that out of her mind while she was fighting. Now that the adrenaline was starting to leave her system, she just wanted to get out of there.

“Gina wins. Helena is forfeit,” Gideon yelled.

“Wait!” Shannon screamed.

“Shut up,” Gideon said. “You’ve had your say. Helena, you are hereby banished from the Pack and from the den. You’ve hurt this Pack enough.”

With that, Helena screamed, but Gina didn’t care. Others came to take care of the now banished woman—most likely to just kick her off Pack lands—but all Gina could scent or feel was Quinn as his arms wrapped around her.

“Mine,” he growled before taking her lips.

She pulled away, gasping. “Mine.”

He was hers, for forever and eternity.

Thank the goddess.

Chapter Twelve

Gina’s back slammed into the wall again, and she screamed, wanting more. They’d just made it through the door, barely closing it behind them, when Quinn had pushed her against the wall and licked and sucked at her neck.

“Lock the damn door,” she panted. “I don’t want to be interrupted this time.”

Quinn pulled back and grinned. “Take off your clothes before I shred them.” He stomped to the door, snapped the lock closed, then started to strip. She had her shirt and bra off in the next breath. As she toed off her shoes, she worked on getting her pants off, her hands shaking.

“Next time I will peel you out of your clothes layer by layer and make it slow. Savor every bit.”

She shivered at his words, at his promise.

“This time, though, I want you naked and spread out over my table. I can’t wait anymore.”

She cupped his face and kissed him, tangling her tongue with his. “Goddess, I’ve missed your cock.”

He snorted then picked her up by the waist before depositing her on the table. She sucked in a breath at the coolness on her overheated skin. “You’ve had my cock once, Gina. How can you miss it?”

She rolled her eyes then reached out and gripped his length. He groaned and pumped into her hand. “I want more of you. I need more. Only once wasn’t enough.”

He kept thrusting his hips then lowered his head and kissed her. “You can have me every day for the rest of our lives. How about that?”

“More than once sometimes?” she teased.

He pulled away then knelt between her legs and parted her thighs. “Anytime you want me. I’m yours.”

She opened her mouth to say something then groaned as he licked her pussy in one long swipe. “Goddess help me, I love your mouth on me.”

He hummed against her clit, and she wrapped her legs around his neck, pulling him closer. He kept his hands on her lips and lapped at her, spearing her with his tongue before biting down on her clit. Her breasts ached, and she leaned up on one arm so she could pinch her nipples, needing release. He licked her again, this time growling against her, and she let her head fall back, screaming his name as she came.