DANE
I listen to the sound of her soft footsteps closing in behind me, the total opposite of my wild and feral heart as it pounds deep inside my chest.
I’d heard the rumors.
They’d been circulating around the halls all day and I wanted to be the first one to see her. But fuck, nothing could have prepared me or my dick for her arrival. Finally coming face to face with her caught me off guard. I had every intention of hiding out, biding my time before introducing myself, but White had to go and fuck it all up.
Meeting, my ass. The old witch wanted to call me out and make an example of me in the process. The way she always does when it comes to us Savage boys. She doesn’t like that she’s getting old and losing her grip on this place, but we both know there’s nothing she can do about it. It’s the circle of life.
I keep my eyes focused, fixed straight ahead as I walk around the west wing before navigating the cold, narrow corridors, confident that she’s still close behind me, her hurried steps struggling to keep up with my long strides.
Eventually I come to a sudden stop at the end of a narrow corridor. Nothing more than a wooden door leading to nowhere but darkness but Phoenix doesn’t know that. I turn to find her small frame behind me.
“Here’s your room as promised.” Warm, hazel eyes grow wide, her red wavy hair falls down around her shoulders. A smile plays on my lips when her pale cheeks flush under my heated stare. I bet if I asked her, she’d swear blind it was a reaction to the cold, but we both know her body responds to me. She’s turned on and I bet if I was to slide my hands beneath her playsuit I’d find her dripping for me. Completely soaked. It’s not her fault. It’s just a natural reaction all the chicks have when they’re around me.
“What, do you want me to thank you, or something?” she asks, defiance oozing out of her every pore.
“Or something…” I step closer and drink her in. Her breathing hitches as I close the small space between us. Another visible reaction to me as she struggles against the forced proximity. Now she’s at Stonebrooke she’ll soon realize that there’s no such thing as personal space. Not if we don’t allow it.
“What do you want from me?” A sigh escapes her, clearly pissed with me getting all up in her face but this is just the beginning.
“I want a lot of things, Buttercup, but your thanks aren’t one of them.” Her eyes drop from mine, down to my lips and then back again as she struggles to find her voice.
“Excuse me,” She tries and fails to push past me, but my large frame keeps her captive.
I pout, tilting my head to the side. “Anyone would think you’re trying to get rid of me.”
I laugh when she tries to stand tall, folding her arms across her chest. “Look, I appreciate you going out of your way to bring me here, but I’m good. I can handle the rest on my own.”
“But I’m already here.”
“I didn’t ask for a babysitter.” She huffs, her defiance stirring something within me. I’m not used to being given the cold shoulder. Girls, they usually fall at my feet, prepared to do anything just to get close to me— the psycho brother — but new girl here, she couldn’t give a fuck about what or who is standing in front of her. Her whole attitude has my interest piqued. “I’m here safe and sound thanks to you, so you can run along back to your hidden dungeon or wherever it is you came from.”
“Safe?” I question, her body trembling as I move even closer. This bitch is far from safe with me around and that’s before my brother’s get ahold of her. The Dean should have known better than to leave this small, vulnerable creature in my hands. Destroying things is my whole personality. “You’re more deluded than I first thought if you think you’re safe here.” My lips curve as her eyes widen in horror.
“Whatever,” she says breathlessly, trying to brush off my warning but the quiver of her lips gives her real feelings away. “I know what you’re trying to do…”
“Oh yeah… and what’s that?”
“I’m the new girl, right. It makes sense for you to scare me.”
“I could always show you my dungeon if you don’t believe me.” I tease her some more, unable to stop myself. It’s so fucking easy to get a reaction from her. She moves back a step trying to put some distance between us but I match her, closing the space between us again. Instinctively, my hand reaches out, finding her chin and I squeeze hard, forcing those pretty hazel eyes to look at me, and only me. “You’re not stupid enough to deny me again, are you?” My voice is a heated growl and she flinches at the sound.
She tries to move her head, but I press my thumb and forefinger deeper into her flesh, but she still refuses to bite. Refusing to give me the reaction I so desperately crave. Such a stubborn little bitch. “I’m sure this is you asking me twice, something you swore you didn’t do.”
She’s a smart ass too. My free hand grips her waist and a small breathtaking gasp escapes her as I shove her back, slamming her body into the door. “That smart ass mouth is going to get you in trouble.”
She opens her mouth to argue with me, before she quickly closes it again and a welcome of her image of her dropping to her knees, taking my solid dick like a good girl takes over my mind.
Soon. I tell myself.
“You have a lot to learn if you want to survive here.” I warn as her eyes continue to burn into mine, her defiance and stubbornness refusing to let up even for a fucking second.
“Let me guess,” she says through gritted teeth. “You’re going to be the one who teaches me everything I need to know.” Her heart shaped face is set, her eyes ablaze with a wild fury and it gets me so fucking hard. A challenge that I’m more than happy to accept. Fuck, if I didn’t despise this bitch already, I’d be impressed. I can’t remember a time when someone had the balls to stand up to me let alone deny my advances. Maybe she thinks I’ll give her a free pass because she’s the new girl, but that’s not how I roll.
I don’t believe in second chances. You shoot your shot and hope for the best. Fuck me over, mistake my erratic behavior as a weakness then it’s only fair they pay the price.
“Buttercup, you’re not ready for all the things I’m going to do to you.” Biting down on my lower lip I allow my eyes to trail down her body, drinking in the curve of her breasts as they rise and fall rapidly, memorizing every detail, committing it to memory. Forcing myself to remember just how good she looks before I destroy her, and not for the better. I need to know if she feels as good as she looks.
“I’m tired.” She sighs, thinking of anyway she can deter me. What she doesn’t know is I’m relentless. It’s not in my DNA to give up. When I want something, I make sure I go out of my way and won’t stop until I get it. “I’m not interested in your games. I also don’t care if you get all macho on me, but I’d appreciate it if you fucked off.”
There she goes running that smart ass mouth again. “Ahh… now that would be too easy.”
“Do you have a problem or something?” She demands, losing what little patience she has left. Good. I like to wear my prey down. It means they’re less likely to fight back when I finally strike. Ready to take what’s mine.
Her back is still flat against the door but she forces herself up onto her tiptoes. Even at her highest she still only reaches my shoulders. “It sure sounds like you’re the one with a problem.”
“Read my fucking lips, asshole.” Is she fucking blind? All I’ve been able to do is look at her lips, imagining what they’d feel like wrapped around my dick as I force it all the way to the back of her throat. “You…” she bites out, her teeth clenched and fuck, she looks pretty damn cute like this. All angry and defenseless. “You… are… the… fucking problem.” She emphasizes each word for me like I’m slow or something. Like I said, cute. “And you’re sick in the head.”
A sinister smile takes over my face and in one fluid motion I drop my hand from her waist, reaching for the metal door handle behind her before pushing it open. She falls backward, straight into the darkened room, her eyes wide and furious.
My dick throbs against the restraint of my jeans as I stand over her cowering body. “Oh, Buttercup. You’re fast becoming the problem.” Without hesitation my hand shoots out and wraps perfectly around her throat, causing her to lash out, digging her nails into my flesh, trying her damned hardest to fight me off. What she doesn’t know is I love pain. It fuels me and turns me on like nothing else. “I can either dispose of you like the rest of my problems or I can fuck the problem out of you.”
I don’t give her a chance to answer as my hand tightens, limiting her oxygen supply as I drag her body from the floor.
“Who the fuck are you?” She hurls back, her body continuing to tremble and shake under my touch. But her whole-body freezes when I slide my free hand down her side, stopping at the end of her short jumpsuit, resting easy on her smooth thigh. I bore my eyes into hers before bringing my lips to her ear as I whisper, “I’m your worst fucking nightmare.”
“You wish…”
“I tried to play nice, but you were quick to throw it back in my face like an ungrateful little bitch.” The venom is heavy on my tongue, leaving a bitter taste in its wake. “And I don’t appreciate your bitchy attitude.”
“So take your hands off me and walk the fuck away.”
I shake my head, inhaling her vanilla scent as she still tries to claw her way free of my iron grip on her. “Did you think you’d be safe here? So na?ve to think you’d be able to walk with your head down and not attract any attention.”
“Who are you really?” She gasps, her nostrils flaring in disgust as she struggles to breathe. Defiant through and through, just the way I expected her to be.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about me. I already know all I need to know about you.” Biting down on her earlobe, I chew on her flesh, teasing her some more. “Plus, it’s everyone else you should be worrying about.”
Surprising me, she laughs. “If you know who I am, then all this is pointless. If you know me then you should know I don’t scare easily.” She sounds so fucking confident as she tells me this. So goddamn sure of herself before dropping her arms and shrugging her small shoulders at me.
This bitch is impossible.
Infuriating as fuck and I’ve only been around her five fucking minutes. Hell, if I stay any longer, I’ll end up choking her to death—which probably wouldn’t be a bad thing. My fun would be cut short, but I can easily find another victim.
A few moments of silence pass between us. A silent standoff, both as stubborn as the other. My jaw clenches as a wild rush of anger consumes me, threatening to take over when the stupid bitch has the audacity to laugh in my face. “You really think you’re some kind of tough guy, huh?”
“You don’t know what I’m capable of.” I warn, adding extra pressure to her throat, yet she still refuses to back down. I love how my hand fits perfectly, like a glove, designed solely for her neck. “This is the wrong time to question me.” My dick strains some more when her eyes begin to water.
“Maybe there’s things you don’t know about me.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure…”
“I get you’re trying to scare me, but your girl here gets off on a good choke and poke, so go ahead—squeeze me harder. Fuck me like you hate me.”
She watches me, her eyes hooded, daring me to grip her harder, pushing me to my limits to see how far I’ll go. “Don’t bullshit me, Buttercup.”
“Who says I’m bullshittin’? Trust me, I’ve dealt with bigger guys than you so go ahead; do your worst.”
I push her backward, her body connecting with another wall as I press my body against hers. “Lies don’t wash with me,” I grind against her and she goes lax under my touch.
I shouldn’t be surprised when she doesn’t falter. It’s clear to see that this bitch isn’t scared of me. If anything, she’s getting off on being trapped in the dark, held captive. I watch as she bites down on her bottom lip, her eyes burning into mine and it drives me insane.
“Is this the part where the big bad wolf fucks me?”
Usually, I wouldn’t think twice about it, but this little bitch is pushing all of my buttons. Buttons I never knew existed. My hand instinctively tightens around her throat, the heat of her pulse fueling the fire burning deep inside of me.
“No,” I growl out like a savage animal, thrusting my hips into hers again, building the friction. “This is the part where you drop to your knees and beg me to fuck you.”
“Why beg?” She questions, unable to stop that mouth from moving. “I thought a guy like you would take whatever he wants when he wants it. So, if you want to fuck me, you’ll do it whether or not I beg?”
Oh, she’s learning, and fast. “I’ll fuck you regardless, but I want you to beg for my forgiveness. If you beg like a good girl then I’ll let you walk out of here unscathed, like tonight didn’t happen, but if I catch you again, I won’t be as lenient.”
“I think I’ll pass.” She flashes her teeth at me. “I’d rather you bend me over and fuck me up the ass than beg to some fucked up psycho like you.”
A deep roar escapes my chest. Under different circumstances this bitch could have been my fucking soulmate, but there’s too much damage for that to be a possibility. Damage she probably doesn’t even know about. And that’s not my story to tell.
“Sorry, is something funny?” she demands.
“You get me so fucking hard when you talk dirty to me.” I roll my hips against her, forcing her to feel what she’s doing to me. “One day soon I promise you’ll be on your knees and you will beg. You’ll be begging for me to put you out of your misery.”
“Nah, not gonna happen.”
“And there you go again, running that smart ass mouth of yours.”
She raises a brow at me, “All the better for sucking your dick, Mr. Wolf.”
My lips curve at the edges. Fuck me, this chick isn’t what I was expecting. Not at all. She’s a fucking pocket rocket and I’m here for it, all day fucking long. “Is that a promise, Buttercup because we can make that happen.” I bring my lips down to her, and when her head falls back, I allow myself to think we could be getting somewhere. Maybe she gets off on playing hard to get.
“In your fucking dreams, psycho.”
Her knee connects with my balls, white fire blazing through my body as I lose my grip on her. She’s fast, I’ll give her that, but she’s not fast enough.
“You shouldn’t have done that.” I warn through clenched teeth as pain still rocks my body. “You stupid bitch. That’s going to fucking cost you.”
She shrugs some more, laughing in my face. Unaware of her impending downfall. “Most things do. Like I said, show me what you’ve got and do your worst.”