Page 24 of Wild & Wanted

"Why not?" I press, the excitement bubbling up in my throat. "Leo is eleven now, and Sam is thirteen! They are more than capable of doing their own chores and walking themselves to school and soccer practice. Mom can handle the house. You can move here, work at King's Logistics with me, and send money back home to help. We have a built-in family here, Corinne. You can actually start your life."

"I... I don't know," she hesitates, though I can hear the desperate, hopeful spark catching in her voice. "It's so sudden."

"It's perfect," I insist. The more I say it out loud, the more I realize it's exactly what she needs. "You won't be alone. You'll be with me."

We spend the next ten minutes rapidly spinning out plans, both of us giggling with the sheer, unadulterated excitement of a fresh start.

The heavy oak front door swings open, bringing with it a rush of cold air and the rich, earthy scent of woodsmoke and pine. Wolf steps inside, carrying an armful of split logs, his cheeks slightly flushed from the cold.

"Wolf just walked in," I tell Corinne, unable to wipe the grin off my face. "I need to go, but start packing. We'll talk tonight!"

I hang up and toss my phone onto the cushion. Wolf kicks the door shut, depositing the logs by the stone fireplace before turning to look at me, a single, curious eyebrow raised.

"Who was that?" he asks, crossing the room to join me.

"My sister, Corinne," I explain, suddenly feeling a spike of nervous energy. "She, um... she didn't get her photography scholarships. She's been feeling really stuck back home, and..." I wince, pulling my knees to my chest. "I jumped the gun. I offered her a job at the warehouse and told her she could move here without asking you first. I'm so sorry, Wolf. I shouldn't have made promises without your permission."

Wolf’s brow furrows. He sits down heavily on the couch beside me, ignoring the sawdust on his jeans, and gently cups my cheek with his large, calloused hand.

"Hadley," he says, his voice a low, steady rumble that unravels my anxiety. "You don’t ever need my permission to do anything. Understand? I'm just damn happy I finally have something to offer."

My eyes widen. "You... you're okay with it?"

"Of course your sister can have a job," he says easily, his thumb brushing over my cheekbone. "We can move her into one of the empty apartments out back of the clubhouse, too. That way she’s on club property, and she'll always be protected by the Rebel Kings."

My throat tightens so fast it hurts. He didn't even hesitate. He didn't just agree to let her come; he instantly brought her under his umbrella of protection, treating my family like his own.

I throw my arms around his massive neck, burying my face in his shoulder. "Thank you. Thank you so much, Wolf."

He wraps his strong arms securely around my waist, pulling me effortlessly onto his lap. He buries his nose in the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply before pressing a hot, lingering kiss against my pulse point.

"I love how thoughtful you are," he whispers against my skin, sending a heavy shiver straight down my spine. "I admire the way you take care of the people you love. But you can let me help take care of them now."

I pull back just enough to look into those deep, gorgeous green eyes. "You're my family too, Wolf."

A fierce, possessive fire flares in his gaze. "You're goddamn right I am," he growls.

He tangles his hand in my hair, tilting my head back, and kisses me senseless. I pull away suddenly, turning my head to sneeze. Wolf chuckles and wipes away a bit of sawdust from my cheek and nose.

“Sorry,” he says with a grin. “But that was pretty fuckin’ cute.” He kisses the tip of my nose, then hauls both of us off the couch. “Come on, love. I think we need a shower, don’t you?”

I nod my head and he has me up in his arms again before I even realize what’s happening. In record time, Wolf strips us out of our clothes and ushers me into the steaming hot shower.

I feel the weight of his gaze all over my body as he takes in every naked inch. “Fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs. Wolf runs the back of his knuckles over my breasts, my pebbled nipples, and down my torso until they land on my hips.

I gasp as he grips me tightly and presses me into his chiseled body so I can feel his hard cock against my stomach. He takes my lips then, in a slow, drugging kiss. My hands wind around the back of his head, and I pull him even closer.

“I need inside of you, baby,” he groans. “I’ve missed this perfect pussy.”

I chuckle softly. “It hasn’t even been a full day since we’ve had sex!”

“Don’t care. It’s been too long,” he grits out.

I giggle at his seemingly desperate need and then moan when he pushes me up against the wall and grips my ass, rolling my hips into his erection. Wolf's fingers tease my entrance and then glide up my slit, checking my readiness. Of course, I'm ready for him. I'm always ready for him.

“So goddamn wet for me. Gonna fuck you now, sweetheart,” he growls.

With that, he lifts me up in his arms and pins me to the wall with his thick dick hitting home inside my throbbing cunt. He fucks me hard and fast, grunting with each thrust of his hips. I lean forward and bite his lips before kissing him wildly. I didn’t realize how much I needed him like this, needed to feel him deep inside of me again.