Page 73 of The Dire Legacy

His dick twitches within me as his hips begin a slow gyration between my legs.

The thought of him choking me with the full length of him down my throat has me squirming deliciously against him.

“Funny story. Remember I learned a few things about myself? Yea, apparently I can breathe underwater.” The memory of those first few moments of sheer terror as I lost the last of my air, the onrush of the freezing lake pouring into my lungs, will be long ingrained in me.

His groan rumbles through me. “Mmm, you never cease to amaze me. You’re adding all kinds of new things to try next time we go swimming.” The strokes he makes with his hardening cock get longer, pulsing against the ember of my last release.

A shiver runs through me. “I’ve had my fill of deep water for a while. Bonus point, though. I did teach myself to swim while I was down there.”

“Jesus, Hope. You didn’t know how to swim? Why would you choose the lake? Lucky was going to get you out.” His hand works down to my breast and finds my nipple with a hard pinch that makes my hips jump to meet his. “I should spank you so hard right now. But, I don’t want to stop what I’m doing.” He growls against my throat and his sharp incisor finds the lobe of my ear in a delightful nip.

“Lucky was shot twice. Did he make it away?” Fear rockets through me. What if he died after rescuing me?

“He’s fine. He isn’t hurt at all.” His hair tickles my cheek as he shakes his head. “I don’t know. Maybe he was shot. I was so busy watching you I didn’t notice.” Michael leans back, driving himself deep. “Hope, he can’t heal that fast. What did you do?”

It’s getting harder to think clearly as he churns me closer to another brink. Wrapping my heels around the hard globes of hisass, I just want to think about him. Not the dogs. “Nothing. Just told him to take a bite.”

His hot hand wraps behind my knee and he folds it down to my chest. Rising above me on his knees, he pins my leg against my sweat soaked skin.

When the sting of his palm lands across my upper thigh, it isn’t the brief snap of pain that surprises me. It’s the raging fire which convulses me into a shuddering climax that ambushes me.

“Holy shit.” His hands fall to either side of my hips as his cock erupts into me, scorching me into a level of intensity I’ve never had.

My entire body quakes, seizing his as if I’m going to swallow him whole.

“My girl likes to get spanked.” His eyes reflect the distant lights of the village below us, glowing with fervor as his canines poke from his lips in a wild grin. “I fucking love it.” Dropping his head, he sucks one of my tight nipples into his mouth.

Finding his long ears with my fingers, I stroke the length of them, reveling in the tremor that runs through him.

“There’s one more thing.” I’m not sure if he’s going to like this.

“Anything, baby.” He talks through his teeth that are firmly latched over my breast.

“We need to go back into the town.”

The suction he had on my sensitive bud ends as he raises his face to hover over me. “That’s not happening. If I go in there, I’m killing them all for what they did.”

Good.

“Except one. They were using a toddler. He’s what they’ve been leeching off until they found me. We need to rescue him. I don’t think I could handle knowing I’m walking away from someone else having the same life I did.” I’m crying again.

Connor’s tiny pleas for his mommy still chime through me on a torturous repeat.

“Fucking monsters.” His weight settles back over me onto his elbows and his lips latch onto mine. “No one deserves what you went through. Maybe one day we’ll grow the pack large enough to march on Chicago.” The cool tip of his nose traces along my cheek. “There’s only one problem. They’ve reinforced their gates. They’ll be prepared this time.”

“I had a lot of time to think about this while I was stuck at the bottom of that lake waiting on my hands and feet to heal.” It’s hard to break limbs underwater to wiggle out of the restraints. I think it took me the better part of an hour to even free myself.

“What do you have in mind?” He snags the corner of the blanket and pulls it back over his shoulders, huddling me beneath him against the cold early morning.

“Well. I don’t really think you’re going to like it.”

Chapter 23

Michael

“Absolutely not. I’ll never tell you that you can’t do something, except this time. Want the moon? Done. Want me to wipe the city of Chicago? In a heartbeat. But, this? Jesus, Hope. How can you ask me to do that?” She has me so riled, my cock goes flaccid and slides out of her. I turn over and lay next to her, my elbow covering my eyes against the lightening sky.

“It will work, Mikey. I promise. And, I’ll be okay. You know it.” She rolls on her side, her warm hands feathering through the fine hairs on my chest.

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