Also, I was kind of irritated I never got to ride that giant cock of his. That was truly a missed opportunity.
Oh well. I’d just buy one online and fuck myself, I guess.
Chapter Fifteen: Thor
I knew I was in for it just by the look on Flynn’s face. Not to mention I could smell the irritation on him. It was sort of adorable and I found the butterflies in my stomach acting up even though I knew I was in trouble. But I had to stay strong. We couldn’t be together. There was just no way to make it work with everything going on and my pack would never accept him. I had to end it as cleanly as I could.
The moment we were in his new suite and the door had shut behind us, he turned on me.
“What the fuck, Thor?” he asked, glaring me down as if he were bigger and stronger than I was. “Did you really think you were just gonna dump me like a piece of garbage and never hear from me again? You can’t just buy me off with a new suite and a bunch of fucking comped food.”
“I… I thought it would make the separation easier.”
“Easier?” He raised an eyebrow. “What about this has to be easier? I don’t know shit about you because you won’t stop being busy to talk to me. The only time I can get your attention is when I’m naked and even that’s apparently not enough for you.”
“You don’t need to know me,” I replied, shaking my head. “It just makes things harder. It’s better if we just go our separate ways and forget all about this.”
“You want to forget about me?” he scoffed. “Wow. Way to somehow be worse than all the closeted frat guys that liked to use me in college. I thought you were better than that.”
“Nobody better fucking touch you,” I growled, the words welling up before I could stop myself. “You’re mine.”
I lifted a hand to my mouth, taking a step back. The wolf had gotten through. And now Flynn was really fucking confused.
“What the hell is going on, Thor? You don’t want me and we can’t be together, but now I’m your property? Are you some kind of fucking psycho?”
“No! I… You can do… whatever you want…” Those last few words were extremely hard to force out. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”
“Well, then let’s just get down to the point, shall we?” He glared at me with an intensity that made even me shiver. “Why don’t you want me?”
“I do! It’s just–”
“Just fucking what?”
“We can’t…”
“Why?”
I looked away. “My… My family. They don’t approve–”
“You’re lying to me.” Flynn said, getting right up in my face. “If you can’t look me in the eye, you’re lying.” He stared at me with those beautiful and terrifying green eyes of his. “What’s really going on? Why are you hiding from me?”
“I…” I faltered. “Why do you care?” I asked, trying to avoid his question. “You don’t even know me. Why not just walk away and be done with it?”
Now it was Flynn’s turn to be on the defensive. “Because,” he sighed. “For some stupid fucking reason that I don’t understand, I feel drawn to you. I like how kind you are, I like that you saved me, and to be honest, you’re really fucking hot. Like probably the hottest guy I’ve ever met. Maybe I have a savior complex or something, but I can’t seem to push it away.” He narrowed his gaze. “So that’s my truth. Alright? Now what’s your fucking excuse?”
“I… I don’t want to lie to you,” I replied honestly. “Please don’t ask me to.”
“Then tell me the truth!”
“I fucking can’t! Okay?!” I snapped.
Of course, when I saw him flinch, I immediately felt like the world’s biggest piece of shit. I lifted my hands, rubbing my face in embarrassment and irritation.
“Look… If you knew me… the real me, you’d be in danger. And I can’t do that to you, alright? I don’t want you to get hurt.”
He nodded knowingly. “So, you are in some sort of crime ring then. Like the mafia or something.”
“What? Why do you think that?”