Page 20 of Tamed By the Alpha Wolf

Nico smirked, something dark flashing behind his eyes. Challenge accepted.

His grip on my jaw tightened as he slammed into me again and again, harder, faster. The sounds coming out of me were desperate, animalistic, but I was beyond caring. All I cared about was finding release with Nico inside me.

The tension coiled tighter and tighter as his cock filled me again and again, stretching me and filling me completely. I rocked my hips in time with his, chasing my orgasm. I was so close. Just a little more, just a little harder?—

With a savage grin, Nico slipped his hand between us, stroking my clit.

“Say it,” he demanded again, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves. “Tell me you’re worthy. Tell me you want to live.”

I bucked and writhed under him, trapped in the ecstasy of his touch. His eyes. His relentless words. My wolf howled in frustration, desperate to give him anything he demanded.

But some stubborn piece of me refused to give in. Refused to believe those lies.

“Nico, please,” I gasped, caught on the razor’s edge of pleasure.

He laughed, and oh fuck, that sound. That feral, dominant laugh.

“Please, what? Please keep fucking you? Please let you come?” He licked a trail up the side of my neck. “I think I’ve made it very clear what I want to hear.”

I teetered on the brink of climax, moaning as Nico fucked me into oblivion. I didn’t deserve his kindness, his words. I didn’t deserve to live.

Except I wanted to. Oh fuck, how I wanted to.

I wanted to survive this night, and the next, and every one after. I wanted to feel his rough hands on me every day for the rest of my life. I wanted to taste him on my tongue. I wanted to prove him right, to earn the pride in his eyes and the respect in his tone.

I wanted to live and rebuild my pack so bad I could fucking taste it.

With a cry, I arched into him, raking my nails down his back. I wrapped my legs around his waist and yanked him closer, driving him deeper. Nico’s name spilled from my lips as waves of pleasure crashed over me, sweeping me away.

And slowly, surely, my heartache washed away, too.

Nico came with a roar, burying himself in me with powerful thrusts. He collapsed on top of me, forehead pressed to my shoulder, chest heaving. After a moment, he rolled to the side and gathered me into his arms.

We lay in silence for a long moment, listening to the sound of each other breathing. Of hearts beating, slowly returning to normal. Nico trailed lazy circles on my hip with his thumb, soothing me with the simple gesture.

I grazed my fingers along the smooth skin of my neck. Nothing. Again. My wolf growled in annoyance, snapping at my rib cage from the inside.

But I just felt empty.

Not worthy, despite all his pretty words and perfect fucking cock.

Nico drew my hand away and shifted to press his lips along my throat, ghosting across the spot that should’ve held a mate bite. “When you fully believe it,” he murmured. “And when I deserve you.”

CHAPTER SEVEN

ELISE

The last letter flickered on the “OPEN” sign, throwing eerie shadows across the empty parking lot. I drummed my fingers on the grimy counter and willed someone to show up. Anyone. I’d even take smarmy teens on their first road trip.

Before that N gave up the ghost and took me down with it through sheer boredom.

Everything felt that way, unless Nico was involved. Food tasted dull. Scents on the wind didn’t jerk my wolf’s tail. All I could think about was getting that next fix. Slipping my hands down his firm abs. Feeling him fill me with every inch of his hard, throbbing?—

The door to the repair shop whipped open, and I jerked upright. I twisted to the side, expecting another bored trucker looking for coffee and cigarettes to occupy their wait. Instead, Orion sauntered in, twirling a set of keys around his finger.

If he crashed through the back fence again...

“Well, well,” he drawled, leaning against the counter. “Look who decided to not grace us with her presence.”

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