Page 28 of Wicked Pursuit

Distantly, alarm bells clang through my head, but I ignore them. I’m on birth control. It will be fine. Probably. “Yes.”

“What a good little martyr.” He pinches my clit hard enough to make me jerk, but I manage to swallow a whimper at the last moment. Luke is a freakishly light sleeper. It won’t take much to wake him.

Then Wolf’s hand is gone. I hold my breath as his zipper rings achingly loud in the silence of the room. He grips the back of my neck and presses me harder to the couch, bending me down farther. His blunt cock head nudges my entrance, and I barely have a moment to tense before he shoves his entire length inside me.

I bury my face in the couch cushion, bite down to keep from screaming. It’s too much, and yet I’ve never been so close to coming from penetration alone. He’sbig. Broad and long and normally the kind of size I need plenty of foreplay to take.

Wolf doesn’t give me time to adjust. He withdraws almost all the way and spears me again. Gods help me, but I have to bite down another scream. I tense, wanting to shove back onto him, but his hand on my neck keeps me in place.

On the third devastating stroke, he doesn’t immediately withdraw. Instead he snakes one hand around my hip to idly stroke my clit as he grinds slowly into me. His voice is low in my ear and barely distorted by the mask he wears. “Go ahead, baby. Scream your way through that orgasm.”

I lift my head enough to gasp, “No.”

“You know you come so much harder when someone is dying for that pussy.” He shifts the movement of his cock inside me, rubbing against my G-spot with each movement. “Show me your teeth, baby. Showhimyour teeth.”

It’s more tempting than it should be. I’m not the monster here, and yet I am nearly far gone enough to give Wolf exactly what he wants. To scream my way through an orgasm and sentence Luke to death.

Ican’t.

I drop my head, intending to bury it in the couch cushion again, but Wolf gets there before me. His forearm, sweatshirt shoved up, meets my mouth just as I bite down. And I don’t stop. I bite him through my orgasm, my body taking over. Maybe part of me wants to punish him too. To make him hurt even a little for exposing this feral part of me that I’ve worked so hard to keep under lock and key.

Wave after wave of orgasm crests and crests again as he fucks me roughly. The slap of flesh against flesh fills the room, and I’m aware enough to distantly wonder ifthatwill be enough to wake Luke.

I’m too far gone to stop.

When Wolf finally orgasms, he pulls out of me, and then his come is hitting my bare ass in achingly hot lashes. He eases his arm from my mouth, and I’m horrified to note the coppery taste of blood on my tongue.

He moves my hair off the back of my neck and nips me there. “Big teeth indeed, Red.”

“Wolf—”

“I’m going to text you an address. Be there at seven tomorrow night. Go to the side door. There’s a skeleton key on the knocker. If you don’t show, I’ll consider our deal null and void and take out my frustration on your little boyfriend. After you fucked around at the club the other night, and the bar last night, I have alotof frustration.”

I blink open my eyes, not quite sure when I closed them. “What are you talking about? What address? I just fucked you. That’s our deal.”

“That was pleasure, baby. This is business. You wanted to know what it would take to leavehimalone. It’s this.” He gives the nape of my neck one last light bite, and then he rises.

Without his weight at my back, I feel vulnerable in a way I’m not prepared to deal with. I sit up, pull off my shirt, and wipe down my ass, watching him fix his pants. If I hoped to catch a glimpse of his face, I’m out of luck: he’s already got the mask back in place. “What’s at the address?”

“You’ll find out tomorrow night.” He seems to study me for a long moment, and if I were even a little romantic, I might think he’s committing the sight of me naked to memory. “Don’t try to call my bluff. I don’t bluff.”

“You didn’t hurt Tatiana. Or Zayne.”

He stills. “That mercy was good investment on our future that I’m already starting to regret. Don’t make me change my mind.”

I could pretend I’m debating going, but we both know I’ll show up exactly where he wants me to. I would even without the threat against Luke, about the renewed one against Zayne and Tatiana. I’ve never felt as seen as I do with Wolf, and it’s a terrible thing, but I can’t stop myself from seeking that feeling out again and again.

Wolf moves past me, and a few seconds later, I hear the front door close. I make myself count to ten slowly, and then a second time, before I rise and pad to the bedroom door to crack it open.

The bed is empty.

Luke never came home.

I don’t know if Wolf was just fucking with me or if he didn’t know Luke wasn’t here. I guess it doesn’t matter. Luke is safe. I’ll make sure hestayssafe. But that’s not why I’m going to...

My phone buzzes, and I walk back to the coffee table to look at the text from Wolf. It’s an address, but not one in Carver City. “What the fuck?”

A second text quickly follows.

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