Page 98 of Fated to the Wolf Billionaire

“Let me up,” Reed demanded, glowing eyes fixed on me instead of Carmine. “I’m under control.”

Wolfie. He would always put me first, even if it killed him. Shame coursed through me at the fact that I needed to ask him for his help, even though I knew it would hurt him.

One by one, the vampires loosened their grips, until Reed shook off the last one and bolted. I threw up my hands, terrified he was going to shift and charge at Carmine, but instead, he crashed intome, catching me up in his arms with a vicious snarl.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, letting him hold me, letting him ravish my mouth with his own. When I felt the icy hand on my shoulder, the slice of something sharp peeling the shoulder of my gown apart like butter, I didn’t flinch. I kissed Reed, poured every bit of love, every bit ofneedI felt into him. Only for him.

When the fangs struck my bare throat I froze, that hit of pain making me gasp into Reed’s mouth, until the pleasure made me arch into his chest, a wanton moan breaking free of my lips.

“Eyes on me,” Reed commanded, a double timbre to his voice as his wolf pushed for dominance. The hand he had buried in my hair kept me still, the dangerous prickle of his claws against my scalp somehow driving the heat up another ten notches.

The deep pulling sensation at my throat was driving me wild, a need so fierce it wasn’t human burning me alive. I wanted more. I wantedeverything. I was a being made of need, and I ground myself down against Reed,needingto be fucked, vampires be damned.

“Fiona!” he barked, Reed, my perfectly controlled alpha,barked. The reprimand had the opposite effect on me in my hyperaware state, though. I arched and screamed as an orgasm ripped through me at the intense pleasure pulsing through my veins.

The vampire at my back groaned in pleasure, but I couldn’t bring myself to care in that moment. I had fangs in my neck, fire in my veins, and my mate in front of me. Reed was all I could see, all I could smell, all I wanted.

Reed’s clawed hand left my hair, and I absently heard the choking sounds as he wrapped those claws around Carmine’s throat.

“Enough.” The command was all power, allalpha, and I moaned again, pressing my breasts harder against his chest as I sought more, more pleasure, more contact, justmore. I didn’t care who saw. I didn’t care who was touching me.Reed is. That was all that mattered.

The fangs left my neck, but the pleasure didn’t abate. I was mindless with it, dragging at Reed’s clothes, tugging at his hair, trying to get his lips back to mine, his cock closer to my needy pussy.

“It has been many centuries since I tasted the blood of a djinn. The price has been paid. Take her, before I break my vow and rip her from your arms tofeast.”

FORTY-SIX

Reed

Getting Fiona out of the vampire’s nest was the top priority. Carmine’s threats about snatching her to feast upon were not idle. His eyes were practically glowing with his bloodlust as he watched me carrying her toward the stairwell, down to the back of the casino, while she moaned and whimpered in my arms.

To my surprise and relief, Kieran waited at the bottom of the stairs, holding open the back exit fire door to the casino, so I didn’t have to carry my freshly bitten mate back through the nest of hungry vampires, all of whom could smell the blood smeared on her neck and Carmine’s bite fresh on her.

“I’ve called you a private car. The driver will take you anywhere that you direct. I understand that you need to tend to her, but it would be best that you not linger in Las Vegas. Now that he’s had a taste of her, he’ll want another.” His gaze fixed on Fiona’s pulse as he said the last part, and I snarled, not liking his fixation with her blood.

Herdjinnblood. She was so out of it with venom-induced desire, I don’t think she’d even clocked that Carmine had answered the question she’d been wrestling with since finding out she wasn’t fully human. I thanked Kieran and climbed into the back of the waiting limousine.

She was grinding on my lap, kissing my neck, trying to untie my tie before I could even direct the driver.

“Mesquite Municipal Airport, turn up the music, and keep the privacy screen closed.”

The driver hurried to roll up the privacy screen, and a moment later, the jazz saxophone on the speakers ramped up in volume to drown out Fiona’s mewling.

I held her, kissing her thoroughly to appease her but not escalating things as the limo rolled out into the heavy traffic on the Strip. I didn’t fully exhale until I felt the limousine pick up speed, getting onto the interstate out of town.

“Reed, why did you stop kissing me?” she asked breathlessly, grabbing my jaw and trying to drag me back to her lips.

“I need to text the pilot to get the jet ready. We’re leaving.”

“Okay. But not until after.”

“After?”

“After you take off your pants.”

“Stormy girl, this is a bad idea.” She whined, a distinctly wolfish sound that had mine perking up. “I mean it, Fiona. The urge will pass. I’m not sure how you’ll feel tomorrow if we have sex while you’re still hopped up on vampire venom.”

“Reed, I’mdying here. Please?” She rocked against me, her red gown rucked up around her thighs, and my resolve started to weaken. She begged so prettily.

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