Page 24 of Gift Wrapped

I can’t tear my gaze from him. All the rippling muscles and the dark, intricate ink he hides beneath his expensive business suits have me entranced. Not to mention the monster cock he has sticking out between his thighs.

“Promises, promises.”

I shouldn’t have poked him. In one swift move, he empales me with his engorged cock. A scream tears from my lungs and Wilder stills.

“Fuck. Lake. I’m so sorry.” He pats me all over trying to get me to relax so the pain can fade.

“How the fuck are you this tight?” he asks in a strangled voice.

A tear leaks down my cheek as Wilder remains perfectly still. “I’ve never been with anyone except Chad.” I sniffle.

“Baby,” he says with sadness. “I’m so sorry I hurt you. I didn’t know.”

“I should have said something when I saw your size,” I moan as Wilder lightly pets my clit. “I knew it was going to hurt.”

Chad screams something and Wilder ends the call. This isn’t about making a point anymore. This is about us now. He runs his hand along my body.

“I’ve never had perfect pussy like this, gripping me so tightly,” Wilder groans when my walls flutter along his length. “I need to move.” He must read the panic on my face because he kisses me. “I’ll go slow. Talk to me, Lake. Tell me what you like or if it hurts. That’s how we make sure this is good for both of us.”

I nod and Wilder swivels his hips, hitting a different spot. My nipples contract and I realize it no longer hurts. My body has grown accustomed to his size. All I feel now is an overwhelming fullness.

“Wilder,” I moan his name.

“Yes!” He hisses. “I love hearing you moan my name. I’ve been dreaming about it.”

His gaze is feral and I see his tiger shimmer just beneath the surface. I may have wanted to stop moments ago but the pain has faded. Now all I want is to experience Wilder when he loses control. Even if that means I can’t walk tomorrow.

“Please, Wilder,” I beg, knowing it will drive him crazy.

“Tell me to stop.”

He moves harder and faster with every snap of his hips, the headboard banging loudly against the wall as the entire bed shifts with his motions. His fingers dig into my hips, and I know there will be bruises tomorrow. But Wilder was right, they are the kind of bruises a woman begs for.

“If you don’t use your safe word, I’m going to fuck my seed into your womb and mark you as mine,” he hisses through his teeth. “Do you understand me, Lake? If you don’t stop me, I’m going to claim you as my mate and you will never be able to get away from me again.”

I know what he is saying and it finally all makes sense. The reason why I trust him so implicitly, and why I feel drawn to him like no one else. He is my mate. He realized it a hell of a lot sooner than I did but now that I know there is no going back.

Do I know him well enough to make this decision at this moment in time? No.

Am I going to let that stop me? Hell no.

Tilting my head to the side I expose the column of my neck to Wilder. Fate brought us together and I’m not going to fight it.

Wilder’s thrusts become harried and I know he is getting close. He slams into me harshly pushing me closer and closer to my own orgasm. His roar fills the room as he starts to come deep inside me. His elongated teeth sink into my shoulder and the mixture of pain and pleasure sends my orgasm crashing down over me, stealing my breath and my vision.

I don’t know how it happened, but I find myself folded into Wilder’s lap as he cradles me to his chest. Tears stream down my face as I cling to him.

“It’s okay. I got you.” He murmurs into my hair.

Epilogue

Lake Roman

WilderandIhavebeen a mated couple for six months and I never knew my life could change so drastically. I went from unhappy in my relationship to so happy I could cry. Wilder is the man every woman secretly dreams of having. In public, he is the perfect gentleman. Opening doors and pulling out chairs. But in our home, in private, he is the perfect alphahole. Fucking me on every available surface and using my body in ways I had never imagined.

Stepping off the elevator on the top floor of Titan Industries, I nod and smile at Derek, his new assistant before walking into his office. He is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows staring down at the street while he speaks harshly into his phone.

“I don’t fucking care what it costs. Get it done.”

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