He shifted position beside her, and his erection brushed her belly. “Yes?”
She should have known letting him find her in this state would be temptation for both of them. In an effort to maintain her own control because she knew she could just tell him no and mean it, she brought up the question running through heard. “Did you kill him?”
“Rest, Sophia. I’ll tell everyone to return tomorrow, and we’ll make the selections then.”
He climbed out of bed, and she blinked after him. “You’re not going to try to seduce me?”
His back was to her as he picked up his pants, but when she spoke, he turned to face her. She couldn’t miss the huge dick extending from between his legs. Her breath caught in her throat. Was his thickness and length due to the wolf side of him? She panted with longing. It so wasn’t fair.
A slow grin spread over his face. “I’ll come back for you later if you like.”
She yanked the covers over her head. “Good night!”
Not until he finished dressing and had left the room did she recall he avoided answering her question. That could only mean one thing.
Chapter 5
Her body was on fire. A thin film of sweat coated the skin, and she threw the sheets aside. Sitting up in bed, she tried to figure out if some idiot had turned off the A/C. Then the truth hit her. This need, this ache was all about Sebastian. He never returned after he left her room, but she couldn’t get the thought of his naked body out of her head. Not to mention the memory of feeling him inside of her on their wedding night.
She stood on wobbly legs and brushed an arm over her forehead. Stumbling toward the door, she had one goal, and that was to get to him. Not until she’d turned the doorknob and pulled did she recall she probably shouldn’t go out to look for him naked. The house was full of other men.
After dragging on a nightie Sebastian had bought her, she stepped into the hall. The nightie was a pink confection of modal material and lace. He liked it because it showed off so much of her legs and the material was thin enough to define her nipples without being see-through. She liked it because it showed her curves so well she could almost forget the flaws.
The house lay in darkness, but there was a light coming from the first floor. She followed it and descended the stairs. Deep shadows extended from the corners of the area around her. She almost turned back, but voices reached her from behind a closed door. Without a knock, she barged in.
“Take care of—” Sebastian was saying, but he stopped the moment he saw her. His men, who had been waiting for the order started to turn. “Be still.”
The men froze in place so that the only one looking at her was her husband. Sebastian didn’t move. He leaned against a big oak desk with arms folded over his chest. The collar of his shirt lay open, and his hair was tousled as if he’d dragged fingers through it.
Sophia’s desire grew. Hell, she could have crumpled into a pile of ash on the floor just looking at him. She let her gaze scrape down over her husband’s body, taking in the narrow waist, the strong thighs, and especially the hard-on. Oh yeah, he was already hard again. He looked like he might rip out of his pants.
She licked her lips and swayed a little. He didn’t move. Was this the mate thing he released in her or could it be pheromones? Maybe no woman could resist his level of sexy, human or shifter. Whatever the case for the time being he was hers. Should she or shouldn’t she wasn’t a factor.
Sebastian hadn’t moved. Nor had he unfolded his arms. She staggered over to him and stood less than an inch away. His hot gaze followed her every move, and when she licked her lips again, she arrested his attention.
“I want…” she began. “It.”
Embarrassment killed her, knowing the others were right there. She couldn’t help herself. If he didn’t get those pants open and let her wrap her fingers around his dick, she would rip them open and just do it.
He didn’t say a word, the bastard. He must have known she would get to this point and that’s why he hadn’t pushed to make love earlier or in the days since she had come. She curled fingers into his sleeve and tugged.
“Sebastian!”
“Out,” he ordered.
The men vacated the room, but the door wasn’t even closed yet before Sebastian unfolded his arms and she tore at the button on his pants. He thrust her hands away and caught her about the waist to exchange their positions. He deposited her roughly on the desk and opened his own pants. She hardly drew in a breath before he parted her thighs and thrust forward. A small screech of shock and ecstasy escaped her as his thick shaft pierced her entrance.
She was already wet as hell, but still too tight. She whimpered and grabbed his shoulders while dropping her head back. “It hurts.”
He went still, but his chest bumped her breasts because of his heavy breathing. She figured it was taking all of his self-control to wait for her body to adjust.
“I’m sorry, Sophia.” The deep tone startled her. “You come before me looking like that, I can hardly stand it. That’s no excuse. I refuse to hurt you. I want you to enjoy our lovemaking.”
“It hurts, but it feels good too. You’re so damn big. Seems like it can’t fit, but I’ve got to have you in me.”
“If you talk like that…” He thrust forward. She gritted her teeth as his shaft penetrated her core. Gently, he eased in and out, and her walls expanded. Sebastian placed his hands under her legs so that they rested their weight on his forearms. He leaned over her and arched his hips. His dick slid out of her until only the tip pierced the opening. Then he thrust forward. His hips and pelvis pounded against her body. He withdrew and advanced again and again. She wanted to meet his movements with some of her own, but he stole her strength. Grinding and pumping, he took her.
Her moans wouldn’t be silent, and when she couldn’t hold herself up any longer, she fell back. He caught her before she made impact with the hard surface and let her down gently. Sebastian dragged on her hips, tugging her to the edge of the desk. He pushed into her at a different angle, and sensations of pleasure exploded in her core.