Page 12 of Forsaken Fate

“It’s big,” I said. A pulse beat toward Theo’s throat, and I wondered if that was his tell. It beat faster as soon as he started talking about his mother. My own pulse quickened, matching his beat for beat. “I think I would have gone with a more modern, less ostentatious flair.”

Theo nodded. “Maybe you’ll still get the chance. That’s what you’re after, isn’t it?”

It was bait I was smart enough not to take. So, I cast my own. “What are you after? Grayson got everything, didn’t he? But you ... you’ve always done fine on your own, haven’t you? What could Grayson possibly have that you still want?”

I smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear. Something in Theo’s expression shifted when I did it. He froze; the smirk melted off his face and a shadow came over him. He moved in close and cupped his hand around the back of my head, tilting it sideways. His breath was hot against my cheek. Until now, it was Diana’s scent, Diana’s presence that filled my senses in this house. In an instant, Theo Dorran wiped all of that away.

I misread the gesture as he came close to me. Or maybe I didn’t. But when Theo’s skin touched mine, it ignited something that I’d known was there from the second I saw him. My flesh burned hot where he touched me. I took in his clean, musky scent. My eyes locked with his. He let his wolf out just enough, his eyes were pure silver now, seeing something in mine that he maybe hadn’t expected. Then…his fangs dropped.

Oh God.

I could say I don’t know why I did it. I could say it just happened. But that would be yet another lie. I wanted him. I wanted something that was real even if it was just for one moment.

Theo brushed my earlobe with his thumb, and I brought my hands up, sliding them across his shoulders and up along the back of his neck. I drew him down to me and brought my lips to his.

I kissed him.

There was the slightest tension in his arms but then he responded. Theo pulled me against him so every part of me touched him. I might have been naked since I had only the thin silk of my dress protecting my skin from his touch. His chest was firm and warm, his skin hot under my fingers as I drew him down even closer. As I pulled him forward, his weight pressed me further on the desk. He kissed me back slow and deep, his tongue probing, his lips a feathery touch against mine. His sharp fangs grazed my bottom lip, and, in that moment, I wanted him to draw blood. He was holding back. When he finally broke away, the pulse at his throat beat furiously in time with my own. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath.

Theo didn’t say anything but kept his eyes locked with mine. A low, animalistic growl emanated from his throat. Predatory. Dangerous. And sexy has hell. He took two steps backward and turned toward the door. He took the knob in his hand and for an instant I thought he was leaving. Instead, he quietly closed the door and engaged the lock. Then he turned back toward me, his eyes smoldering. Heat flared between my legs as he came back to me with four strong strides.

CHAPTER 5

Brynna

It took one second for Theo to reach me as I sat frozen on Diana’s desk, my heart beating fast behind my rib cage. He stopped, planting one hand on either side of my thighs, bracing himself against her desk and caging me between his powerful arms. His eyes held a question, flashing bright silver, pure wolf. Is this what you want? My mind held a thousand reasons to say no but each one was a lie. I let my body answer with the truth.

I raised my hands up again; locking my fingers at the back of his neck, I drew him down toward me again. I was hungry for another kiss. This time, I knew he wouldn’t hold back.

He didn’t.

With his hands still planted on the desk, Theo crushed his lips down on mine. I had just enough time to draw a breath before he enveloped me in a deep, slow kiss that sent a shudder down my spine, awakening my every nerve ending. With his strong arms still pressed against the desk, he let me control the pace. It was a dare, I knew. How badly do you want this? Prove it.

The answer was badly. I wanted him so badly that it almost shocked me. It was wrong, reckless and dangerous. But with each breath I drew, the more I craved Theo’s touch. The more I craved his wolf. Dear God. I wanted him to shift. I wanted him to use his claws and tear the clothes from my body. My pulse was a steady drumbeat. I could hear…no…I could feel his own pulse beating in time with my own.

But that was impossible. Wasn’t it?

It was maddening that he gave me only his lips. I tore at the buttons of his shirt until I had it opened to his navel. I laid my hands on his bare chest. His abs were solid, molded perfection and I wanted to see more of him. My fingers closed around his belt buckle and trembling; I loosened it. His eyes. Oh God. His eyes. I sensed the wild thing within him. The beast. And I wanted it. He knew it. I felt the first tremors in the muscles of his biceps as he struggled to keep still and let me do the work. He seemed to want to shift as desperately as I wanted him to.

He pressed me back further, running his tongue along the column of my throat; I gasped. My fingers shook as I fumbled for his zipper. I opened my eyes, catching a glance at the locked door behind his shoulder. Surely Grayson had a key. Someone could come at any moment, and they would all see me for the whore they thought I was. Something about that ignited my core. At the same time, Theo pressed his knee between my thighs and my body responded. I spread my legs for him.

This was reckless. Driven by revenge. Grayson and Diana had taken so much from me. They only thing that mattered. I could do this. I wanted to do this. Payback. I could tell myself that’s all it was. But I knew it was a lie. Because I wanted Theo. Just Theo. His nature called to me in a way I couldn’t yet understand.

I had his zipper down and hooked my thumbs under his waistband, dragging his pants down his muscled ass. He made a guttural noise as he struggled to control his wolf. He whispered my name against my throat. I spread my legs even wider; wrapping them around his waist I drew him closer to me. The desk was the perfect height. With my legs around Theo’s waist, I got my palms behind me and lowered myself down, so I was angled toward him. I reached around with one hand and found Theo’s swollen cock. It was thick and veined, throbbing under my fingers. I felt a slow smile lift the corners of my mouth as I met Theo’s eyes. His were hooded with lust, his nostrils flared.

“You know what I am,” he growled.

“Yes,” I gasped.

Theo took one hand off the desk long enough to grab the soaked crotch of my panties and pull them down. I lifted my ass just high enough to let him drag my panties until they caught around one ankle. Then I reached down and guided him into the slick cleft between my legs and he drove himself home with a great, grunting thrust. And then Theo Dorran was rooted inside me. He was so thick he filled me to the brim. I braced myself with my hands. My legs shook as I hooked my ankles around his waist and let him set the rhythm. His eyes stayed on mine as he began his first pounding thrust. I gripped the edges of Diana’s desk and took it. I took all of him, crying out with each powerful lunge. My pussy quivered around him as he plunged deeper and deeper, his hands never leaving the desk. I held on, sliding my hands under his open shirt; I raked them across his back, coiling myself around him as he thrust. I buried my face against his chest, drinking in the smell of him.

He was getting close and so was I. His balls were heavy against my slick opening as he pumped into me. I felt them seize and knew he couldn’t contain it much longer. I didn’t want him to. I wanted all of him. I squeezed my legs even tighter around him, drawing him closer. I felt the first shudder of his orgasm and he hesitated for an instant.

“Yes,” I gasped against his chest. “Please. Theo. Yes.”

Then he came. I felt the first powerful spurts heating me from the inside out and it was ecstasy. My thighs shook as I tried to grip him even harder. With my face pressed against his chest I licked and teased his nipple. It made him wild. He dropped his fangs.

“Oh! Oh! Oh God!” I whispered. As his fangs grazed my lips, I wanted something else. The need for it consumed me. Heat blossomed at the base of my neck. I wanted to submit. I wanted to go down on all fours and offer myself to him that way. Let him bite me. Mark me. Claim me.

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