Page 20 of Ruined Wolf

When he finally made his excuses and got up from the table, I felt both relieved and sad. I watched him leave the room, wondering if it would ever get better.

“You have feelings for him,” Maverick murmured quietly.

My head snapped around. “No, no, I...”

“Nova, please. Honesty is important to me. I have already told you that I would have no objections to you taking Asher as a mate as well, just don’t try to hide how you feel from me. You’re a bad liar, and it hurts that you won’t trust me with your feelings.”

I reached out and took his hand. “I’m sorry. It’s more... I’m not sure how I feel about him, and it’s confusing. I can’t tell you about it if I don’t understand it.”

“You want him,” he said simply.

I nodded. “Yes, but that could just be an alpha and omega thing.”

Maverick shook his head. “No, you’re mated now. That shouldn’t be an issue. If you want him, then it’s you, not some biological bond.”

I sighed. “I was afraid you’d say that.”

“Why don’t you just tell him?”

“I... I have, kind of, but while you’re completely comfortable with the idea of sharing me, I don’t think he is, and I don’t want to make him do something he doesn’t want to. Besides, maybe he just doesn’t feel the same way.”

“Oh, he’s smitten, Nova. Don’t doubt that.” Maverick smiled at me and squeezed my hand. “But it’s up to you. If you want him, you should fight for him. He’s my little brother, and I love him, but he can be one stubborn ass when he wants to.”

I laughed and got up, walking around the table to climb into his lap. “Personality trait that runs in the family then?” I asked, running my hands through his hair.

He shifted me on his lap so I sat astride him. “I don’t know what you mean.” He grinned, pulling me down for a kiss that left me gasping. “Maybe we should take this upstairs?” he suggested, his eyes on my lips as we pulled apart.

I nodded, and he stood, slipping his hands under my thighs to hold me as he carried me out of the room and up the stairs. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and by the time we reached his bedroom, I knew exactly how much he wanted me.

He sat on the edge of the bed, kicking his shoes off and holding me close. He kissed along my jaw and down my neck, and I sighed. I reached down and dragged his top up, pulling away to yank it over his head, then I ran my hands over his chest. He went to return the favour, grasping the hem of my shirt, but I stopped him, climbed off his lap, and headed for the door.

“Going somewhere?” He sounded amused.

“Just to turn the light off,” I answered, flipping the switch and plunging the room into darkness.

“But I want to see you. If you feel self-conscious—”

“Oh, I don’t. I just have a little bit of a headache, and the light wasn’t helping,” I said, hoping it would placate him.

“Oh, well, we can stop if you want to.” The disappointment in his voice was apparent, and I climbed back onto his lap with a laugh.

“It’s not that bad, and I already feel better with the light off. Now stop complaining and kiss me again.”

He obliged with a gentle kiss that explored my mouth and sent tingles racing over my skin. I leaned back to pull my top over my head, and he reached around me, unclasping my bra. How he managed in the dark, I have no idea, but he leaned me backwards, and I gasped as his mouth fastened around my nipple. Both hardened in response as he nibbled and sucked the sensitive flesh, and I rubbed myself against him as I felt myself grow wet with desire.

He moaned, dropping his hand to my hip to rock me against him, and I gasped as the hard seam of his jeans rubbed against my clit, sending waves of pleasure flooding through my body.

With one slick move, he rolled over, laying me on the bed with him leaning over me. I felt his hands at the fastening of my trousers, and then the fabric sliding down my legs. An instant later, I felt his hot breath against my underwear, his tongue softly stroking down the edge of the fabric so close to where I needed him. I slid my hands into his hair, trying to urge him closer, and he laughed.

“So eager, little omega.” He hooked a finger under the edge of my underwear, pulling them to the side, and I shuddered as he dragged the tip of his tongue up my seam.

“Mmm... So good. You’re already so wet for me.” He moved backwards, sliding my underwear down my legs and leaving me completely bare. “I bet Lucas will be disappointed he’s not here. He does love eating you out so much. Hmm, I wonder…”

I opened my mouth to ask what he meant, then sucked my breath in as I felt one of Maverick’s fingers slide slowly inside me, in and out, teasing and slow, until a second one joined it. I closed my eyes, revelling in the sensation as he fingered me slowly, knowing I needed so much more.

“Hello?” His voice made me open my eyes, despite knowing how dark it was. He was still standing between my legs, his fingers continuing their gradual torment, but his other hand held his phone to his ear, and the light spilled over his face, revealing the wicked smile he wore.

“Do you have a few minutes? I know you’re on a job... Oh good. I just thought you might want to listen to our girl come... Thought so.”

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