Page 120 of The Hunt of Night

I shake my head. “I’m not a part of this pack. I don’t take any jobs from you.”

He knows that, he just doesn’t care.

“Listen here—” he starts, and I raise my free hand, refusing to deal with any more of his shit, especially after his recent attack on Addi. Again.

“I think you’ve made your presence in my life known already. The answer is no. It’s always going to be no,” I bite, unable to hide the emotion from my voice. Even if it is anger, I don’t want him to see that he can get to me, but he already knows he can.

My hands ball into fists, desperate to unleash the fury that threatens to creep higher to the surface as he tilts his head at me.

“Ah, how is the little fae anyway?” he asks, knowing exactly what I was referring to, and that only seems to piss me off further.

“I don’t know who you’re talking about,” I grind out, trying to act unfazed, but he scoffs.

“Your skill at playing dumb is poor, son,” he states, rolling his shoulders back as if working off the aches and pains I know Kryll caused.

“So is your ability to be a good alpha, but here we are,” I snap back, unable to stop myself. Instead of raging at the comment, he smirks, taking a step back.

“Don’t worry about my job,” he advises, making my brows furrow as I shake my head.

“I wasn’t.”

“I’ll be seeing you at the ball either way,” he declares, the corner of his mouth turning into a wicked smile as his eyes roam wildly before he snatches the bag from my grasp.

Then he’s gone.

His ability to get under my skin will be my downfall, especially when he knows my Achilles’ heel is Addi. He’s not done with us. He’s not done with me. It’s going to bite me in the ass soon enough, I just need to hope and pray I can keep Addi out of his line of sight as best as I can.

I owe her that.

47

ADRIANNA

The dregs of sleep cling to every achy limb as I stir awake. A distant knocking sound makes my eyelashes flutter, but I ignore it, pleading with the darkness to claim me once again.

A nudge at my core halts the sleep from taking me and I freeze. Prying my eyes open, I see nothing, but I feel everything. I gasp, sweeping my tongue over my bottom lip as the nudge comes again.

“Brody?” I rasp, my body heating as I feel the weight of him pressed against my back.

“Yeah?”

I have to wet my lips two more times before I can make my tongue work. “Is your cock still inside me?”

His smile spreads across my skin, leaving goosebumps across my neck as his cock flexes inside of me.

“Yeah.”

Holy fuck.

The man is insatiable at the best of times, but take the barrier from between us, and he’s even needier. My muscles ache in the best way possible, and I expect to tremble with a hint of pain as he slowly works his stiff cock inside me again, but to my surprise, my pussy tightens around him, desperate for more.

Another knock rings in my ears, but it sounds closer this time. Much closer.

“I think someone’s at the door,” I croak, and I feel him shrug behind me as his hands find my waist and his dick swirls against my walls.

Fuck.

“I’m not moving. I’m happy exactly where I am.” He punctuates each word with a little thrust of his hips, his cock growing harder with each movement until he’s filling me to the brink again.

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