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“Then stop,” she whispered.
“Why do you want me?” I asked quietly. “After everything I’ve done, how can you—”
Dakota kissed me. Either because she didn’t like the self-deprecation, she didn’t have an answer he might like, or shecouldn’tanswer because she didn’t know. I didn’t care. I only let her yank my shirt off, dragged her blunt, short nails down my thick biceps, and cupped her face, kissing her back. I was half hard between us, and that dress—thatdress,with its deep neckline and slit up the thigh and the way the bodice hugged her breasts—drove me crazy. Her fingers were already dancing along my belt buckle, giggles falling from her lips as she grazed her touch over the bulge in my pants as she undid the belt. Before it could clatter to the floor, I picked it up.
“Bedroom,” I growled into her mouth. “Now.”
Chapter 24 - Dakota
Something dark and fierce burned in Aidan’s eyes as he backed me into his bedroom. Part of me was scared he would run away again tomorrow, but the other part of me that needed him buried in me yearned for him, not caring what would happen next as long as I had him again.
“We’re all alone, Dakota,” Aidan purred. “Yousangfor me last time. This time, there’s no one to hear you. Let me hear your screams.”
And then I was on his bed, on all fours, and he pushed my dress up and past my ass. I was already wet. I had been since we’d flirted at the function, him riling me up with thoughts of taking me on the table.
“Prepare yourself for me,” he told me. When I looked back at him, he was already undoing his pants, pulling his cock free. He was half hard, working himself to fully erect. I needed to be the one doing that. I whined for him, wanted my hand around him, my mouth on him, but he just raised a brow at me in silent question. “Isaid, prepare yourself.”
But I was too busy watching the way he fisted his own cock, the tip of it glistening. He smirked. “Three more seconds to do as I say, Dakota.”
I only spread my legs for him, trying to entice him closer.
But my plan to seduce him flipped. Aidan crawled up behind me on the bed. For a glorious moment, his cock was aligned with my folds, and I thought he’d simply push himself right into me, but he leaned over my body, grabbed my wrists, and placed them against the headboard.
“What are you—”
My question was cut off by him looping his discarded belt around my wrists, forming two holes that my hands were bound in. He tightened the loop, tugging on the long end to make sure I wouldn’t get free.
“I gave you the chance to use your hands,” he said quietly into my ear, licking up the side of my neck, biting my lobe. “You ignored me. Maybe the pretty wolf wants her alpha to just take what he wants? You take me once and think you’re confident now?”
I could only keep, rocking back, my arms stretching with restraint. I moaned softly at the leather digging into my skin.
“You look beautiful like this,” he told me, kissing the back of my neck. Then he mapped down my spine, over the dress, until he palmed my ass. He smacked me once, twice, and I moaned for the sting. He grasped the hem of my dress andtore it. A painful-sounding rip went through the room and I shivered as the dress split down the center, falling off me, bearing me to him completely.
“Much better,” he murmured, smacking my ass again. And then he spread me, coaxing my knees apart with his, and ran his length back and forth over my clit, making me moan.
“Aidan—please—” I moaned softly, rocking back into him, trying to catch the head of his length, to press back onto it. “You’ve teased me enough.”
“Notnearenough, Dakota. Do you know what that damn dress has been doing to me all night?” He ran the soft, wet head of his cock over my wet folds. “I reallywanted to take you apartin that hall. Have you as my own personal banquet.” He growled as he bit the back of my thigh, littering a trail up to my heat, before tonguing my slit. He groaned, pressed in closer,and drank my arousal in like a man starved. The sounds of him sucking had me moaning, begging, pleading for more.
Soon, he gave in, and teased my entrance. He pushed the head in, only that, and stayed there.
“Think you can come like this?” he teased, pulling back out, and then pushing in, only the same amount. I whined, shaking my head. Tears pooled in my eyes.
“Aidan—I need more—wantmore.”
“Beg for it.”
I didn’t even give it a second thought. “Please, Alpha. Please. I want you to fuck me. Haven’t I been so good for you?”
“I don’t know,” he taunted. “Haveyou?”
My eyelashes fluttered. “Yes,” I moaned.
“Have you really?” When I turned to look at him, he grinned. His hands gripped my hips. “Scream for me, Dakota.”
He pushed right into me, his whole length slowly bottoming out in me, and all the breath punched out of my lungs. I clawed the steel frame of the headboard before me, sobbing, at the weight and fullness of him carving a path through me.
“Alpha,” I choked out.
