Page 33 of Forced Wolf Bride

"I'll get it. You need to rest." He gestures toward the sofa.

"I'm barely pregnant," I protest with a laugh, but he looks completely serious.

"That may be, but you look tired. It may have been long ago, but I still remember enough, and you need to rest." He heads toward the kitchen, then pauses. "You shouldn't come tonight. You stay and rest so I don't have to worry about you."

The thought of Diego worrying about me sends a rush of warmth through my system, but there's no way I'm staying here, only to spend the night worrying about him.

"Absolutely not," I say, standing again. "Do you intend to lock me away again? Do you trust me? Tell me now if nothing has changed."

His breath rushes out in frustration, and he runs his hand through his dark hair. "That's not what I mean, Quinn. I know you had your chance to run away with Gina at the cabin. You could have run, but you didn't. I do trust you." He paces before continuing, "But you and that baby, you're too important."

I soften slightly at that. "Do you think the meeting will go that badly?" I ask, suddenly even more concerned than before.

"I can handle anything that comes my way," Diego replies confidently. "But there are certain factions I can see causing problems."

"Marcus?" I ask.

Diego nods grimly. "I suspect a reckoning is coming."

My mind starts racing. "Maybe you should talk to him before then?"

"That won't be necessary," Diego says, stepping closer to me, "Marcus is a pack member who won't be singled out for special consideration. He'll accept the plan with everyone else. Or he won't, and then I'll deal with him."

He wraps his strong arms around me, and I lean into him, my wolf instantly calmed by his proximity.

"Okay," I say, my words muffled by his chest. "I'm still coming, though. If we're together, then I want to be with you."

He sighs again, and I think he's still going to fight me on it, but then he surprises me by chuckling. "All right. You're quite stubborn, aren't you?"

"I'm not sure having a pushover for a mate is what you need," I reply.

"No. I know what Idoneed, though," he says, his voice low as his hands slide down my body.

"Oh, yeah?" My breath hitches as he bunches up my dress and slides his fingers past my panties. Finding me already wet, he groans deeply as his strong hand begins to rock back and forth through my folds.

I cry out in frustration as he removes his fingers, but he hushes me with a searing kiss as he moves me back onto the sofa. He pushes me back and opens my legs so he's settled between them. I blush as I realize he has a perfect view of my vagina, and I instinctively try to close my legs, but he forces them apart again and slides two fingers back inside my wet channel. My hips buck as he curls them, stroking a sensitive spot deep inside me.

He smiles mischievously as he moves down my body, his fingers moving faster, and I can feel the orgasm building up inside me. He leans down, licking and sucking my clit as he thrusts his fingers deep into me. His tongue works its magic, and soon, I'm screaming his name. I'm shocked when I feel a gush of liquid as I come all over his face.

"That was so hot," he groans. "Come here." He pulls me effortlessly onto his lap, freeing his cock before slamming me down on it.

I scream, my body filled with pleasure as he pushes deep inside me. His thrusts are steady and powerful, filling me up in a way I've never felt before. I have to grab his shoulders to anchor myself as he firmly grips my hips, practically bouncing me on his cock. With each thrust, he brushes against something deep inside me that sends sparks of pleasure coursing through my entire body.

I can feel the orgasm building again, and this time, it's even bigger than before. As he picks up the pace, I cry out as I come again, feeling like I'm about to burst from the intensity of it all. Diego follows closely behind, groaning loudly as he forces me down onto his pulsing cock one last time. We collapse together on the sofa in a sweaty embrace, our hearts pounding.

"I'm never letting you go, Quinn," he says gruffly. "Never."

I can only nod against his shoulder, overcome with the emotion of truly belonging with someone for the first time in my life.

***

"Everyone here?" Diego asks as we approach Zack, who looks more serious than I've ever seen him.

He nods grimly. "Yeah, and Mateo is due any minute now."

Diego nods, squares his shoulders, and gives my hand a brief squeeze before heading into the large warehouse for the meeting. "You stay with Zack and stay back, okay?"

"I will. I promise." As worried as I am, I know Diego needs to concentrate and not worry about what I'm doing.

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