Page 45 of Operation Wolf: Hunter
“You’re not going to . . . oh!” she squealed as I sprayed a generous amount onto her clit, careful to avoid her lips.
I immediately started licking and sucking at the area, showing absolutely no mercy as she screamed, her hips bucking against my face. I slid two fingers inside her, stroking her inner walls just the way she liked, until she came apart in my arms, crying out my name.
“You are mine,” I told her, stripping off my clothes and then sheathing my cock with a condom and mounting her.
She eagerly embraced me, not a shred of resistance within her, and I groaned out loud as her throbbing pussy clenched around my cock, nearly undoing me.
“All mine.”
I fucked her hard and fast, letting out all my frustration, anger, and desperation at once, and she took it all, meeting me thrust for thrust, clawing at my back, whispering dirty talk in my ear, and urging me on. Wanting to go even deeper, I pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach. Then I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as I slid into her from behind. She seemed to like this too, grinding her ass into my pelvis as I fucked her, and part of me wondered how I had ever been satisfied with any of the women I’d fucked in the past. I’d done all kinds of things with them, much raunchier than anything I’d tried with Kia so far, yet something as simple as pulling on her hair and fucking her doggy style was enough to undo me.
“I want to hear you come, baby,” I growled in her ear, reaching around and massaging her clit.
I pleasured her with my hand and my cock, soaking up each cry and moan, and when she came, her pussy clenching hard around my cock, I followed suit, coming hard in a blinding rush of pleasure that stole my breath and what was left of my mental faculties.
I came back to myself a minute later and frowned when I noticed Kia was trying to inch out from underneath me.
“Where are you going?” I asked, rolling onto my side and hauling her against me.
She stilled in my arms, and I ground my teeth at the tension I could feel thrumming through her body.
“I figured we were done,” she said carefully. “Now that you’ve fulfilled my fantasy and all.”
“We arenotdone,” I growled, turning her around so that I could look into her eyes. In them, I saw fear and insecurity, and my heart ached fiercely with the need to take away her pain. “I didn’t come here just so that we could have one last night before we have to go our separate ways, Kia. I came here because I realized I can’t bear to see you go, and I need to make you understand how much you mean to me. I fucking love you, baby.”
Kia’s lips parted, and tears glimmered in her eyes before she blinked them away. “You can’t mean that,” she murmured. “You just can’t.”
“Why can’t I?” I asked gently, stroking the curve of her back.
“Because it’s going to break my heart when I have to leave you.”
“Just because you have to go back to New York doesn’t mean you have to leave me.” I kissed her nose. “You might not realize this, but I’m kind of a wealthy guy, and I have a lot of resources. There’s no reason I can’t divide my time between here and New York so I can be with you.”
“But your ranches,” Kia protested, confusion in her eyes. “Don’t you have, like, twenty of them to manage?”
“Yes.” I nipped at her chin. “And I can always hire on another manager to help me. I know a few guys.” I winked.
“You really mean it, don’t you?” she asked in wide-eyed astonishment. “You would cut back on your time out here to come and live with me?”
“Hell yes, I would!” I grinned. “Besides, at least a third of my time was spent traveling and blowing my money on booze and beautiful women,” I told her. “Now that I’ve settled my sights on you, I’ll have a lot more time freed up.”
“Is that a marriage proposal?” Kia asked, arching an eyebrow.
“Not yet,” I said softly. Then I pressed a kiss to her lips. “I don’t think you’re ready for that yet, especially since you haven’t even decided whether or not you love me,” I teased.
Kia rolled her eyes. “Of course I—”
The shrill scream of a horse cut her off, and it was like déjà vu all over again with both of us jumping off the bed, rushing toward the window. But this time, I didn’t bother to peer out of the glass or rush down the stairs. Instead, I quickly shifted into my beast and then jumped straight through the window. I was consumed by the desire to get to the shifter before he killed another horse.
I landed on the ground in a crouch, amidst a spray of glass, and then sprinted toward the stables, much faster in my hybrid form than as a human. My night vision easily spotted the open stall door, and I launched myself at the shifter who was attacking the palomino, barely avoiding getting his skull crushed by the frantic horse.
“You fucking bastard!” I growled, using inhuman strength to lift the shifter and toss him straight out of the building.
The shifter landed on its feet, a hulking wolf with glowing yellow eyes and fangs. We both charged each other at the same time, clashing in a ball of fur, fangs, and claws as we rolled around, fighting for the upper hand. The wolf’s claws scrabbled against my shirt as he snapped at me, but I sank my own clawed hand into the wolf’s throat and tightened my grip, squeezing.
“Oh my God!” Kia screamed.
I cursed inwardly at the realization that she was just a few feet away, watching the fearsome battle. I didn’t dare look away from the wolf, though. One misstep and the shifter would rip my throat out. Instead, I leaned forward, sinking my fangs into the wolf’s shoulder, causing it to howl in pain. The shifter thrashed furiously against me, but I refused to loosen the grip on either his jaw or his hand, and eventually, the shifter passed out, morphing from a gargantuan wolf into a gaunt human with black hair and pale skin.
A loud thud behind me told me that Kia, too, had passed out, and I sighed, resigning myself to a very long and unpleasant night.
