Chapter 9
My head was spinning. Why would Evander just leave without a word? Grayson dismissed him. That’s the only thing that makes sense, but why? Does he want to talk about last night? Is this about me partying with his daughter? That was just hopeful thinking. A part of me couldn’t deny it–he was jealous. This had to be about what I saw. Slowly, he strode closer like a predator stalking prey. He moves elegantly for a man that looks like the room should shake with each step he takes. My heartbeat quickened the closer he got until it was pounding so loud it roared in my ears. Then he was in front of me and I craned my neck to hold his gaze. He was so close, I could feel his body heat. The scent of cedar wood burning hit me first, and I inhaled deeply.
Oh.
That’s good.
I wanted to reach out and touch him, to trace the scars marring his exposed arms. Even with the heels, my feet dangled mid-air. Those red eyes held me captive and I swallowed the lump in my throat as I rubbed my thighs together. This was the third time my body had had a reaction just by him looking at me. It reminded me of the night before and I wondered what it would feel like to have his hands on me, his chest to my back, his powerful thighs behind me. His gaze narrowed, and his breathing deepened, his fists clenched. I wonder if he feels it too. This attraction. I can’t take the silence a second longer.
“Dani’s upstairs. I didn’t leave her at the club,” I blurted the first thing that came to mind. Because what else would he want? Leaning down, he placed his hands on the counter on each side of me. And my breathing was erratic because he’d caged me in and all I could think about was the veins popping out of his thick forearms.
“What were you doing with him?” he asked, completely ignoring my words. The first words out of his mouth were gravelly, deep, and set goosebumps down my arms. Can a woman cum from just a voice? I blinked and backtracked. Wait.
“Excuse me?” I’m confused because this can’t be.
“What were you doing with Van?”
My thighs spread as he eliminated the space between us. My throat ran dry as inch after decadent inch was pressed against my body. It was even better than when he caught me. My eyes widened as something hard dug into my ribs.
“What did it look like?” Clearly I have no control of the words coming out of my mouth. And I had no idea where the courage came from, but sassing the werewolf alpha was not what I had on my bingo card for this trip, but there I was. I should be worried about the important things like Dani, knowing he isn’t human, or that he’s my best friend’s dad, but right now, I can’t bring myself to care. No, I’m more focused on the fact that I want to know what his knot feels like.
“Don’t play with me, child. Were you going to give yourself to him?” he growled, like it angered him. The sound sent a jolt of electricity straight to my clit.
“Weren’t you fucking someone here just last night? I don’t see how that’s any of your business, alpha,” I taunted. My heart thrummed against his. Without even questioning it, I slid my hands up his muscled forearms. Something hot and intense buzzed between us.
“This is my pack. Everything that happens here is my business.” His pupils dilated the further my hands traveled. Leaning in so my breasts squished against his chest, I lifted my mouth, so my lips hovered an inch from his. His gaze dipped, and I ran my tongue along the bottom.
“I’m not part of your pack. Who I fuck doesn’t concern you.” His eyes flashed. I shouldn’t feel so giddy provoking him, but I do.
“I didn’t know humans were so easy. You’ll spread your legs for anyone?” His breath was warm against my lips and the urge to close the distance was strong. The way he looked at me made me feel beautiful, desirable, like I could have anyone. It’s new. It’s different. It’s empowering.
“I know the man who fucked someone yesterday and now has another woman on the same surface isn’t talking.” I laughed, but his expression didn’t change—still one of unadulterated lust. He inched back, and I was about to protest when his massive hand slid up my leg. My eyes zeroed in on the movement until it came to a halt on my thigh. It was so large. He could practically encircle my thigh with one hand, and that was impressive.
“How many have had you? Give me their names.”
“I didn’t know we were exclusive, alpha,” I teased. His eyes closed as he took a deep breath. When they opened, his fingers climbed higher, pausing at the apex of my thighs.
“Goddess. I’ve never wanted to throw a woman over my lap and spank her until her flesh turned pink as much as I do right now,” he groaned.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I panted. Goddess, who am I right now?
“We shouldn’t do this. Tell me to stop.” He was pleading. It only turned me on more knowing I was the one tormenting him . Peering up through my lashes, I poked the inside of my cheek with my tongue.
“I shall not tell a lie,” I whispered and widened my legs. He grabbed my tights and tore them, the sound echoing in the large room. My lips parted as I stared, breathless, eyes locked on him. My flesh was exposed, and he froze. I wore nothing underneath and now we both knew. Without hesitation, he swiped a thick digit through my wet, aching heat, and I bucked as he flicked my clit. I made a noise, and he looked me in the eyes as he brought it up to his mouth. His lips sucked the wetness, and I was ready to come undone. I was speechless.
“So fucking good,” he groaned. My toes curled. This man was nothing like anyone I’d ever been with. “Should I bring Evander back in here? Make him watch?” he threatened.
“I’m not sleeping with you without protection,” I rasped. It was alarming how ready I was to give myself to him.
“I don’t plan on taking you. Not here, not ever.” His words didn’t make sense. Is he in the same room that I’m in? Because he’d just torn my stockings and sucked my pussy juice from his fingers.
“Then what are you doing?” I smirked and crossed my arms in front of my chest.
He dropped to his knees, and the sass quite literally left my body.
“Nothing can happen between us. I’m just… having a taste.”
His eyes dropped to my exposed pussy and then his mouth was on me.
I moaned as he kissed it like he did this every day. His tongue speared me then ravaged my clit, flicking repeatedly as his thumb pushed into me.
Oh.
I dropped my hands to the counter behind me to steady myself as he did something no other man had ever done. He ate me like I was the sweetest fruit and he couldn’t get enough. My hips jerked with each flick of that devilish tongue as he expertly claimed my pussy.
“I can’t,” I whimpered. He hummed and everything clenched. He rubbed his face against me, dragging my wetness all over his skin, his lips, and I threw my head back as I came.
“Fuck, ah,” I moaned. He didn’t come up for air, licking, sucking it all up like he couldn’t get enough. When he pulled back, he pushed two fingers in and I twitched.
“Wait, no,” I gasped. Squeezing my legs in an attempt to get him to stop, but he didn’t budge.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to my belly. He pushed my legs open effortlessly, and I ran my fingers through his brown hair. I meant to push him away, but as his eyes glowed and his tongue thrust in and out of me, I pulled him closer. When he curled his fingers, he hit a spot I didn’t know existed. Twisting on the counter, I tried to get away, but his hand gripped my hips, and his thumb pressed against my belly button.
“Wait, Grayson—oh, shit,” I moaned as he stimulated what I think is my g-spot. I’ve barely come down from my last orgasm and already I feel another one building.
“I need to see you.” It was an order. Pulling the top of my dress down, my breasts poured out, and he bit his bottom lip.
“You’re. so. hot,” I rasped between his fingers thrusting into me. My muscles contracted as spots danced across my vision. His rhythm picked up and I ground my hips against him for more. He put pressure on my g-spot, and the dam released. My vision blacked out as I screamed. Something gushed from me and when I blinked, liquid splashed his face, but that didn’t deter him. If anything, it only encouraged him. His eyes darkened as he kept going, desperate for more.
“I don’t know if I have anymore to give,” I whimpered. Removing his fingers, he dropped his head and ran his tongue up my center. Slowly. Once. Twice. Three times. I twitched with each and sighed when he moved back. It was too early to celebrate. He pushed two fingers into me, his thumb rubbed my clit, and another pressed against my back entrance.
“Oh, no. That’s not—oh!” I groaned.
“One more. You’re going to give me another,” he cooed. As if I hadn’t given him enough. I was delirious with pleasure. Spent.
“I really don’t think I can,” I whimpered even as I lifted my right leg and threw it over his shoulder. He grabbed the other and did the same with it. Rubbing my own juices over my back entrance before he eased his fingers back into my pussy. His pinky pushed into my ass. With each thrust they went deeper, his pinky driving past a layer of muscle I had never explored before.
“Be my good girl and cum on my fingers one more time,” he purred.
My body had a mind of its own, moving on its own accord, trying to obey as my thighs gripped the sides of his head tightly. His fingers went knuckle deep and I was there again—at the edge. He dropped his head to my clit, removing his thumb, and sucked it. I watched as the man below me moved his head left and right as he stimulated everything. Fireworks went off, and I came for him again. Just like the last two times, he licked up every last drop even as my body convulsed. Before the orgasm had even fully passed he was on his feet. His eyes trailed down to my heels and back up before he turned and walked out.
Did Dani’s dad just eat me out?
Yes, three times over.