Page 49 of Dead Wolf Walking (Bad Moon Academy 1)
What? She’s crazy.
He’s perfect for our harem.
What happened to making him pay?I ask.
No one said we were finished with that part.
“You bit me first” is my glorious response.
A smile slashes across his face. “So this is payback?”
I shrug. Now that he asks, it sounds a bit ridiculous, but he is to blame for this situation so, yeah, maybe I do want a little payback. His cock jerks and reaches higher up my thigh, causing my pulse to skyrocket and stomach to tighten with need. Heat pools in my core, preparing me to take him. He’s so hard. My wolf is screaming at me to ride him like a horse, pressing for control. Shoving her back with a firmno,I close my eyes, taking a deep breath and talking myself down because I’m two seconds away from taking him like my wolf suggested.
It’s impossible not to glance down. I take inallof him, letting out a soft gasp when he flexes and makes his dick move again.
Show off.
“Little Red, Little Red, let me come in.”
I scramble off of him and glance around. My clothes are nowhere in sight. They’re probably destroyed anyway. I heard the rips when I shifted. Twigs dig into my knees, but I’m more worried about Draco.
His black hair is messy, and he runs his fingers through it, clearly not giving a damn that he’s naked.
“What do you want?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. My eyes skate over Draco again.
He doesn’t care. Why should I?
Being naked is natural.
I know this, she doesn’t have to tell me. Wearing clothes is so ingrained in me, though, it’s hard not to feel a little embarrassed. Pushing onto an elbow, he rolls onto his side, seemingly oblivious to the twigs covering the ground.
“How are your classes going?”
I squint at him. Does he expect me to believe he ran all this way to ask me about my classes?
“They’re fine. Is that all?” I tip my head to the side and some of my hair falls over my shoulder.
His attention lingers where the strands brush against my breasts. “Not in the slightest. Come here.”
Shaking my head, I roll my eyes. “I’m good.”
Draco rises to his knees, kneeling before me.
Can’t say I hate the view.
It’s not too late to take him. He wants it. You do too.
I scowl, hating that the wolf is right. Despite him being mildly creepy, I wouldn’t mind a casual hook up. Especially when he’s looking at me like he wants to devour me. Heat pools low in my stomach.
“You sure?” he asks, voice husky and filled with filthy promises.
Recalling how I shifted last time, I reach for my wolf and pull her to the surface. The change is almost instant.
Draco reaches for me. “Your auburn coat is beautiful.”
We preen for a millisecond then snap at his hand. He pulls back before I can capture his finger and bites his lip. “Are you going to run from me?”
No.
