Page 46 of Wolf Fated
He grasped my chin, turning me around to face him as he stared at me with his intense ice blue eyes like polished blue gems. “You don’t know who you are, do you, Brook?”
I had a hundred snappy answers to come back with, but I couldn’t utter a single one.
“Who your father was.”
“Wait, how do you know my father?” I asked, tears burning the back of my eyes.
“Not your human father, though he was a great man.” Drake’s thumb stroked the bottom of my lip, which was damn distracting. If we were talking about anything else right now, I would have grabbed him and kissed him. Maybe even give him a little nip... see how a werewolf liked a little bit of roughness.
“Your mother had an affair with a pack’s Alpha.”
It took a moment for his words to sink in. “No way, my mom’s a lot of things, but she’s not like that. She wouldn’t cheat on my father.”
“She was pregnant with you when your real dad was killed and met your human father.”
Part of me wanted to plug my fingers in my ears like I did when I was a kid and shake my head to keep the words out. Another part rang true to what he was saying. “Why didn’t she tell me? Did she know he was a werewolf?”
Then all the times she freaked out about my wolf shifter romance books came to my mind. How many times had she called them trash and threw them away? Why would she keep something so huge from me?
“Yes, she knows.” He winced. “His death affected her. I think she thought he would turn her, but it wasn’t safe with her being pregnant.”
I gasped, all the pieces falling into place. “She blames me for his death—for her not becoming a werewolf.”
I was both relieved to know why my mom had such animosity toward me all my life and deep sorrow that she wouldn’t have confided in me, and we try to heal each other.
Then another thought came to me. “Wait.” I pushed back and he dropped his hand from my chin. “The game... everything... this was a setup!” Irritation flared hot in my chest. “You rigged the poker game to get me.”
“No, no we didn’t.” He cleared his throat. “There’s more, but I don’t think you’re ready to hear it in your condition.”
I pushed up on my elbows, glaring at him. “Tell me.”
He rose, straddling me and pinning my hands above my head. He leaned forward, sniffing my neck and sending shivers of desire spiking through me. His lips trailed kisses along my collarbone, making me squirm. His erection pressed into my thigh, and it took everything I had not to wiggle enough to have him rub against my sex. My clothes felt too tight and confining.
What had I even been thinking about a moment ago?
He traced his free hand down my side while still holding my wrists above my head. “I will answer all your questions later.”
“Why not now?” I panted, and his fingers moved to the underside of my breast before skimming down my stomach and back up again.
Drake's hand brushed up to my breasts again, this time stroking across my nipple.
"You're making it super hard to think right now." My breasts felt heavy and full.
He leaned forward, kissing my mouth, and leaving me yearning for more. "Then don't think."
What had I even been saying? I wanted answers and I had a thousand questions. Yet what he was doing to me was making it hard to concentrate.
"Did you know my wolf father?" I shook my head. "That sounds so weird saying out loud." Or in my mind for that matter.
"Hmmm... I must not be doing a good enough job if you can still talk." He bent down lightly biting my nipple through my bra and shirt while thrusting his hips against mine in a delicious way that had me straining against his hold on my hands. He pulled back, giving me a crooked grin. "You know, this would be a lot more fun without clothes."
"Yes. No." God, I didn't know what I wanted.
"No?" He frowned. "I can smell your arousal, Brook."
"Oh?" I lifted my chin. "Doesn't mean anything." Despite the fact I wanted to run my hands all over him and taste him too. I wanted to feel him deep inside me. I was having all these dirty thoughts about him and honestly, about Axel and Nathan too.
He arched a brown eyebrow at me, and I could see him in a tweed jacket and glasses in a college professor vibe and a sexy one.
