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Peyton’s heart beat so hard I could see it in the pulse point on her neck. Her arousal flooded my senses and filled me with a that resonated inside me, made even more acute by my wolf’s savage need for her.

I tangled a hand in her hair and pulled her head back just rough enough to cause a sting to remind her how much pleasure I could give her with a little pain. Then I bent my head and whispered in her ear, “Why not let go of your control, baby? Let me fuck you and make you come so hard you don’t know your own name.”

Chapter Nine

Peyton

Itried to shake my head to clear away some of the arousal clouding my thoughts, but it only caused another prick of pain on my scalp, sending sizzles of electricity over every one of my nerve endings. Memories of him pulling on my hair while he took me with animalistic aggression filled my mind and flooded my panties.Damn fucking hot wolf,I thought with irritation. My panther panted, her arousal and her desire to be ravished by Nathan adding to my own. The combo didn’t do me any favors.

Things were already complicated and twisted with all manner of bullshit. Would adding sex to the mix really make a difference? Besides the earth-shattering orgasms? Well, yeah…there was that.

“It’s—too—too complicated,” I rasped through breaths that were becoming increasingly choppy.

He shook his head and leaned down to lick a slow, hot path along my jaw, before whispering his lips over mine. “It doesn’t have to be, Peyton. Don’t build this up in your head to something it’s not. It’s just sex. A way to release all this damn tension and desire winding us up. Don’t you want to sate this raging need between us? I’m not asking you to do anything but relax and give yourself permission to find satisfaction. And if that doesn’t convince you, I’ll appeal to your sense of compassion. You’ve been slowly killing me, Peyton. I’m dying to fuck you, baby.”

He had a point. I spent my life living without complications, so I’d avoided sleeping with Nathan again to keep things simple. But perhaps I had it ass-backwards. Sex could be as simple as achieving a much-needed release, right? I didn’t care if that was true, I decided to go with it. For my sanity. And orgasms. Don’t forget the orgasms.

Nathan must have sensed my capitulation because I’d barely decided to go for it before his mouth crashed onto mine. His kiss was hard, dominant, and possessive, marking me to make it clear that he owned me. I bristled for a moment, but he released my hair and palmed my ass, boosting me up and wrapping my legs around his waist. The bulge in his jeans pressed into my center and my objections melted away. He angled his head and thrust his tongue into my mouth, licking and biting, consuming me with the overwhelming hunger I felt between us. I pulled at Nathan’s topknot and released his hair before threading my fingers in the silky mass.

I felt as if I were flying, but when something hard hit my back, I realized Nathan had moved to the nearest wall and pressed me against it. His hands went to my hips and when I wiggled to gain more friction, he held me still, making me growl in frustration. “Patience, kitty cat,” he murmured against my lips. I was about to make a scathing remark when he shoved a hand into my pants and thrust three fingers inside my channel. I gasped at the unexpected intrusion, and he swallowed the sound with another desperate kiss. He coaxed my tongue into tasting him and tangling with his as his digits moved in and out of me.

When he twisted his wrist and curled his fingers, I tore my lips away and dropped my head back, crying out from the acute pleasure that streaked through me. It wouldn’t take much to push me over the edge and I realized just how much I’d been bottling up inside me. I needed to come. Now.

“Nathan,” I panted, on the verge of begging.

Suddenly, I felt a stabbing pain in my neck, and it began to throb, then it morphed into liquid pleasure that began to spread throughout my body. Despite the near-drugging bliss, I knew exactly what had happened and I clutched chunks of Nathan’s hair, yanking hard to pull his head back. “Stop biting me!” I snapped.

Nathan’s hand immediately stilled, and his eyes met mine. He remained quiet as he stared at me, appearing cool and collected, but his silver orbs darkened, glinting with warning. Then the pupils adjusted, and I was facing his wolf, who clearly didn’t appreciate my demanding tone either.

When Nathan resurfaced, he withdrew his hand and I whimpered from the emptiness spreading inside me. We remained still for what seemed like hours, engaged in a silent battle of wills. Finally, I swallowed my pride as best I could, knowing he wouldn’t give me what I wanted if I didn’t. I loosened my grip on his hair and dipped my head back, exposing a portion of my neck, but not in the typical submissive pose to an Alpha.

Slowly, he bent his head and sank his canines into my flesh. My clit throbbed and I bit my tongue to keep from crying out. After a beat, Nathan removed his teeth and licked over the bite mark, healing it. Still, his hand didn’t resume pleasuring me and I lowered my chin to meet his probing gaze. His silver pools were heated, a mix of man and animal that had flames licking at my insides. They also held caution and I knew he was asserting his power over me by demonstrating that he literally held my pleasure in his hand. I saw the promise of ultimate carnal bliss and his determination to make me beg for it. I wouldn’t win this round.

I’d never met anyone with more self-control and although I’d seen his grip on it slip, I’d never seen him lose it completely. I made myself a promise right then and there that someday, I’d push him past his breaking point. Nathan held darkness within him and kept it tightly leashed. I’d seen glimpses of his feral side, but I had no way to gauge how close he would come to becoming a rogue, untamed animal. Once an animal went rogue, they lost their humanity, attacking anyone that came near. There was no choice but to put them down.

The rational part of me feared what he would become if I managed to succeed, but a bigger part was determined to take the risk. A shiver raced through me at the prospect of being so thoroughly dominated. My panther wanted to wholly submit to Nathan and urged me to do it now. But I wasn’t there yet.

“Do you want to come, Peyton?”

Nathan’s demand reminded me that if I wanted him to take away the growing ache inside me, I would have to give him what he wanted. Between the desperation for release and the instinctive need to fight for supremacy, twisting me up inside. It made forming a verbal response a risk because I couldn’t be sure what emotion would win right at that moment. I didn’t want to gamble away my orgasm, so I bobbed my head.

His eyes turned to molten silver as he drew a single digit up my seam and circled my bundle of nerves. I hissed as sharp streaks of pleasure cut through me and my thighs tensed, trying to squeeze together, either for more friction, or to quell the excruciating bliss. Unfortunately for me, my legs were wrapped around Nathan and the smug lift of his lips made it clear that he enjoyed my dilemma. I surpassed a smartass comment and waited for his instruction.

“Good kitty cat,” he praised before driving his fingers back inside me, making me gasp and spiral upward. “Beg me, baby,” he commanded as he worked my pussy with agonizingly slow thrusts, pushing me toward my pinnacle while making sure I never reached it.

Denial bubbled up in my throat, but he pushed the heel of his hand against my clit, and I whimpered, “Please, Nathan.”

“Please what, Peyton?”

One of my hands fisted in his hair and I gritted my teeth before falling victim to his ministrations again. “Please make me come.”

“Was that so hard?” he asked, a teasing lilt to his voice that made me want to punch him. Then he kissed me, his tongue mimicking the moment of his fingers until I teetered on the edge. Finally, he’d let me—

“What the fuck, Nathan!” I shrieked when he yanked his hand out of my pants.

“It’s been too fucking long for me to let you come on my hand,” he grunted before he ripped my pants down the center seam. I sucked in a breath as the cool air hit my naked center…yeah, I’d forgone the panties earlier. At that moment, I mentally praised myself for the decision, even if this hadn’t been the intention at the time.

When Nathan saw my bare, glistening folds, a breath exploded from his lungs before a low growl rumbled in his chest. He licked his lips and when his eyes met mine, they held resolve that told me he’d have his mouth there later. I couldn’t wait.

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