Chapter 20
LUCY
Someone’s attacking me!
I claw at the huge hand across my mouth, already trying to twist around and break free, all while my heart thunders in my chest.
“Do you like it rough, songbird?” he whispers, and I pause, my head still trying to catch up.
Fuck! Are you kidding me? “Wolf? You bastard!” I mumble beneath his hand.
He releases me, chuckling, and I whip around to face him, where he’s standing in the dark, looking crazy in his robe. Silver moonlight from my bedroom lights up his face and those steel-gray eyes.
My heart is still trying to break through my rib cage, yet I’ve never been more relieved in my life to discover it’s him and not some stalker, while at the same time considering committing murder.
“What’s wrong with you?” I demand. “You scared me half to death.”
His gaze darkens, the corners of his mouth lifting. “I wouldn’t let that happen to you.” Then he steps closer, and instinctually, I retreat. But he’s right there, closing the distance fast.
Despite the fear still in my veins, I refuse to admit out loud that some primal part of me is thrilled by his stunt. Something is wrong with me, but then again, I’m not exactly shocked that it turned out to be Wolf. Of all three Alphas, he’s the wildest one to sneak up on me in the dark.
“You might have a problem,” I murmur, struggling to keep the smile off my face as I stare at him, all sexy in a robe that’s clearly too small for him.
“Never said I was a saint,” he adds and comes for me, arms around my waist. I’m off my feet in seconds. He flings me over his shoulder, and my breath rushes out of me.
“Wolf!” I should be screaming, but somehow I end up laughing as he flings an arm across the back of my thighs and marches us into my bedroom.
He kicks the door shut, locks it, then tosses me onto my bed.
I crash onto the mattress, bouncing a couple of times before I finally come to a stop.
By the time I’ve caught my breath, he’s crawling onto the bed, over the top of me, on his hands and knees.
He’s huge, and his scent invades every inch of me, lassoing me to him, calling to my primal instincts.
And I should hate how easily he influences me, but I can’t deny that I’m enjoying this too much.
He’s staring at me, a low growl rolling in his throat, and I’m squeezing my thighs together with pleasure. God, I’m dying to touch him, while resisting him with every fiber of my being.
“Tell me to leave your room, and I’ll go,” he commands with a deep, rough voice.
I take a breath, ready to answer him, accepting his challenge, but those damn words refuse to budge. Of course, he’s now wearing a sharp grin with teeth showing.
“That’s what I thought,” he answers, lowering himself, the fire pouring off his body invading mine. “Tell me that you want me to stay.”
I laugh at his cockiness. “It isn’t enough that I didn’t ask you to leave?”
That smirk deepens, then he’s off the bed.
Just as fast, he’s scooping me into his arms, and I crash against his chest with an “Oomph” spilling past my lips.
He turns away from the bed and sets me on my feet.
Without pause, he’s moving nearer, while I’m retreating until my heels kiss the wall.
He plants a hand against the window frame next to me, caging me in.
His mouth lowers to my ear, the warmth of his breath dancing across my face. “If you want to play, then let’s do it properly,” he whispers. “Take your clothes off and show me how brave you are.”
My heart is going crazy in my chest again, because how can I resist a devastatingly handsome Alpha who’s my scent match? “You first.” I lift my chin, staring him in the eyes as he pulls back.
There’s no hesitation. He tugs at the tie around his middle, and the robe falls open. Of course, my gaze instantly dips to an enormous cock, erect and thick, and I’m suddenly gasping aloud for him to hear. He shoulders the robe off, and the fabric tumbles down to his feet, loving every damn second.
“Now you,” he states with a grin.
“So, let’s say I changed my mind and don’t do it?”
He reaches over to push strands of hair behind my ear. “Then I guess I’ll have to do it myself. You’re pretty fond of those tiny shorts and tank top, then?”
I narrow my gaze at him, knowing that he’ll do something wild like rip the clothes right off me, especially considering Grayson tore my thong off without hesitation the other night.
“I’m not intimidated by you,” I say, already pulling my tank top up and over my head, then tossing it aside.
He stares hungrily at my chest, his breath catching. “I wouldn’t think so.”
Then I drop my shorts and step out of them, leaving me completely bare, and I won’t lie, having this huge man studying me from head to toe has me blushing. “Are you happy now?” I grip my hips, sounding more breathless than brave.
“Oh, Lucy, you’re going to ruin me, you know that?” He’s closing in again. “You smell so sweet right now it’s fogging my head. If you asked me to leave at this moment, I might burn down these woods to get back to you.”
“Yeah, sure,” I start, but his lips are already on mine. And we’re kissing because I have no shame. His hand sweeps around to the back of my head, where he fists my hair, tilting my head back to give him easier access. His tongue pushes past my lips, and I welcome him, sucking on his offering.
A grunt reverberates through him, his other hand skating down to my lower back, then he pulls me flush against his body.
All those muscles, his huge cock pinned between us, leaving me gasping for air.
When his hand lowers to my ass, grinding me against his erection, I moan into his mouth, and my hands wrap around his shoulders.
I push myself up on my tiptoes for easier reach, hungry for him, clinging to this beast of a man.
In a heartbeat, he rips away from me, and with his hands on my shoulders, he spins me around to face the wall. “I will never get enough of you,” he whispers.
Hands braced against the wall, I’m trembling all over with carnal desire.
Wolf’s hand is gliding down my back and between my thighs, nudging my legs wider.
I oblige without an inch of shame. Desperate fingers press between my folds, and I moan, my cheek against the cool wall, hips rocking back, eager for more.
“Oh, songbird, you’re so wet and ready for me.” His mouth is on the curve of my neck, teeth gently biting into flesh. “I must warn you that I like it rough. Do you think you can handle me?”
I twist my head to meet his gaze and find him grinning. “Give me your best shot.”
He chuckles. “You really should be careful what you wish for, songbird.” Quickly, he grabs my hips and pulls them back toward him, then his cock is right there between my thighs. He pushes his tip into me, and I’m tightening all over, feeling his girth already.
“Pretty songbird, I’m going to fuck you so hard, so don’t be afraid to scream as much as you need.” Holding my hips, fingers digging into me, he presses deep inside me. It’s slow at first, giving me every single inch of him while I cry out.
“Fuck, Wolf!”
“Christ, you’re so tight.” Then he thrusts the rest of the way, and I’m shaking all over, seeing stars. I rest my forehead against the wall, sucking in each breath as he stays there for a moment, buried so deep that I feel him all the way to my stomach.
“Mine,” he growls in my ear, but I’m too busy trying to not pass out to answer.
Then he laughs, pulling out and thrusting into me, showing me exactly how damn powerful he is. Every slap leaves me shaken. He draws out fast and slams back into me, over and over.
He’s grunting behind me, and I’m moaning, our bodies colliding. He holds me exactly where he wants, fucking me, taking every part and making it his. I can’t get enough of the pressure from his heavy cock shoving into me, brushing against that perfect spot, feeling as though I might explode.
“Fuck!” He moves faster, and I’m convinced the friction between us is about to ignite a fire.
But I don’t resist. I crave to be claimed by this Alpha, groaning with each plunge, forgetting everything but the point of contact where he’s making me his.
The tingling sensation deep in my belly rises, and I’m close to releasing when he pulls out of me so fast I collapse against the wall. I twist around, breathless.
“What the fuck, Wolf? I was just about to—”
“Oh, I know. That’s why we’re changing positions.”
I’m ready to scream, sliding my hand down my body to finish what he started, but he roughly snatches my wrist.
“You can’t touch what’s mine.” Then he lifts me off my feet, hands around my waist, and I’m sitting on the edge of the bed in seconds. “Don’t go anywhere,” he teases as he leans down to fumble with the discarded robe on the floor. When he swings toward me, he grins and says, “Hand out.”
I have no idea what to expect, but I raise my palm anyway.
He places his closed fist over it, then a tiny crescent moon made of a red gem on a gold chain drops into my hand.
“For you. It’s ruby,” he says. “This way, you’ll never forget me and will remember that I’ll always come for you, no matter what. ”
My heart squeezes. “Wolf, this is so beautiful. When did you get this?”
“My grandmother left it for me when she passed, the one person who showed me love growing up. She left it with a note saying, When you’re lucky enough to find her, give this to her.”
I want to cry. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” he says adamantly. “I’ve never felt more certain in my life that you deserve this. Come, let me put it on.”
He picks up the chain with two hands, wraps it around my neck, and latches it at the back. Giving me a kiss on my neck, he whispers, “You’ll never feel alone again because this necklace will remind you that I’m yours and you’re mine.”
I almost choke on my breath, staring down at the necklace and how beautiful it is, glinting in the moonlight. “Are you determined to make me fall hopelessly in love with you? Because it’s working.”