Chapter 24
Saint
Damn, the woman was hot.
Plus, she had a long braid hanging down her back. I’d been salivating for a chance to ride her like a wild stallion, using the thick plait as my rein.
A grin popped on my face. I was such a bad boy, which annoyed the hell out of my fussy librarian.
That only egged me on even more.
Lily was also playful, something I’d caught a mere glimpse of, but with both of us still slathered in mayonnaise, this moment took the cake.
I’d been so shocked she’d slapped my face with a handful of the white stuff that my reaction time had been slow. Not like me at all.
Now I had her writhing underneath me and it felt damn good.
Even if we were humping on the floor like wild dogs.
The thought kept me carnivorous, the ugly voice inside of me issuing a harsh reminder. Who thought fucking on the floor was sexy?
Why did I have the feeling the location didn’t matter to the stunning lady?
With my hands on the floor, I pushed up so I could enjoy every emotion rolling across her face. Her eyelids fluttered open and closed and there was something so sensual about the way her long lashes skimmed across her cheeks. Which were shimmering both from the mayo and the light in the room.
Arching my back, I lifted my hips until only the tip remained inside.
Every moan drew me in like a vacuum, every lick of her lips making me hunger to ravage every inch of her body. Her anger at seeing the photographs was endearing.
Sadly, they hadn’t been doctored.
I just had no clue how anyone outside the family had gotten ahold of them.
My guess was my parents were freaking out.
Or they were drinking with their friends, laughing it off as if it was all one big joke.
What had consumed me was the fact Lily hadn’t asked me one way or the other whether they were actual photographs or a concoction of evil minds.
The moment I’d seen her face, I’d wanted to protect her from the asshole who’d written the article, even if the jerk wasn’t really a threat. I’d also had such an intense desire to fuck her, I doubt I could have stopped.
With her eyes glassy, she swept her arms over my shoulders, pursing her swollen lips. There was nothing like the feel of her pussy pulsing around my dick. Pulling out, I grinned wickedly before driving into her again.
She threw her legs around me, her muscles surprisingly strong. Using her thighs, she jerked me down, the hard thud making us both laugh. We were a mess, but that added to the fun.
Being able to fuck her in my own house felt right.
How strange was that?
For all the women I had fucked, a far cry less than reported by fans and teammates alike, I’d never considered bringing a single one here. This was way too natural, which added damning credence to my father’s insistence she belonged with me.
Denying the truth any longer would soon become an impossibility.
What then?
Dare I tell her the truth?
Hey, Lily flower. I know you can barely stand me, but I need to tell you something. I’m a big, bad wolf and you’re my mate.
Oh, I could imagine how she’d handle that one. After a brutal slap across my face, she’d run screaming to the hills.
Could I blame her?
Hell, no.
The wave of electric vibrations was jarring. I yanked both her arms over her head, wrapping one hand around her wrists.
“Oh, no, you don’t,” she snapped, immediately struggling.
“Oh, yes, I do. You forget this is my house.”
“And you forget I control your world,” she countered.
I pulled out once again, lifting a single eyebrow as if I was going to hold back on finishing the filthy deed if she denied me the honor.
She laughed, twisting her body to try to toss me off.
Not happening.
I ground my hips into her, thrusting hard and fast several times. Her heart was beating rapidly, the sound echoing in my ears. Being able to study her beautiful face as I fucked her was a rare treat, especially seeing her in the throes of ecstasy.
The way my body responded to hers was insane. I was almost completely out of control, fucking her with such fury I feared bruising her vulnerable human body.
If she was troubled by how rough I’d become, she wasn’t showing it. Her pants were long and ragged, full of the same vicious hunger I was experiencing. The thought of devouring her had an entirely different meaning than for most guys.
No matter if they were assholes.
My beast was close to the surface. While there was no desire to shift during such an incredible moment, my wolf thought otherwise. Thank God, he was forced to obey me, or my life would have been doomed a long time ago.
Sweat was covering more than half my body, salty beads mixing with the remaining condiment. I had to smell to high heaven. Thoughts of taking another long, hot shower with her kept me hot and ready.
With a cagey smile on her face, Lily attempted to take some control by lifting her hips. She managed to meet every brutal thrust and by now, we were both making animalistic sounds.
Like beasts in the wild.
Like creatures mating.
Like…
Oh, the metaphors were getting out of hand.
She writhed and moaned. Everything was a massive blur as my speed increased. My cock began to swell as I rutted her, my balls almost in anguish. The need to knot her was difficult to ignore, but I reminded my wolf that doing so would spill the beans.
And I wasn’t ready for that yet.
Not until after the playoffs.
Who was I kidding? Given the softness of her skin, the way she tasted all over and the heat between us, I doubted I’d be able to wait that long. What then?
Nope. I wasn’t going there.
Not when I had the hottest little librarian purring.
My mind was crazed with need. But I wasn’t done with her yet.
I eased back, releasing my hold and she immediately jerked up. Her eyes were dilated and I could swear she had a little Wolfie in her somewhere. Of course, that was crazy. Her scent was all human, the fragrance of vanilla and citrus just as intoxicating as the woman.
She reached for me like a lifeline, but I wagged my finger as I’d done before. With complete ease, I lifted her off the floor, flipping her over onto all fours.
“You are such a beast,” she murmured.
The little woman truly had no idea. It was impossible to keep a grin off my face as I raked my index finger down her spine. There was that braid taunting me, luring me into doing unspeakable things. What the hell? You only lived once.
I wrapped my fingers so tightly around the thick plait I was certain she’d cry out in pain.
She did not.
I guess the little flower liked it rough.
If that was the case, I decided to give it to her. I smacked her rounded bottom four times and she erupted in curse words most sailors would blush over.
Not this guy.
I thought the words were sexy as hell.
“Oh, baby. Talk to me dirty,” I chortled.
“Dirty? You’re an asshole.” While she was muttering the words, she was wiggling her bottom as if begging for more. I was happy to comply.
As I moved from side to side in a perfect rhythm, the sound was almost as delicious as her constant moans.
Almost. Maybe I should find time to discipline her every day.
Hell, yeah, I liked the sound of that. Still wearing the savage smile I was renowned for, I cracked my hand against her heated skin a few more times until I could no longer concentrate.
My mind was too far gone, my body requiring relief.
I drove my cock back into her sweet pussy and pulled her head with her braid.
With her long back in a deep arc, I threw my arm back as if riding a wild stallion.
My muscles were tense, my balls screaming for relief, but I loved every second of fucking her.
She writhed and clawed the floor, rocking with me as the heat exploded between us. Everything around me returned to the blur it was before. I was so fucking hot sweat was trickling to the damn floor.
With another crack of my hand on her backside, her yelp fueled me even more. Tonight, I planned on enjoying every inch of the woman.
Including fucking her in the ass.
When I drove the tip of my cock just inside her dark hole, I was pretty certain she’d rebel.
Nope. She simply tried to turn her head to watch me. With my fingers digging into the braided strands of hair, I closed my eyes, allowing a smile to cross my face, and slowly slipped all the way inside.
Her muscles were on fire, almost as much as the woman underneath me. I shuddered, issuing an intense growl for what had to be the hundredth time. If nothing else led Lily to think the reporters and people inside that bar were right, every barbaric sound I made certainly would.
At least I could tell by the carnal look on her face she was as lost in the sinful activity as I was. Whatever happened tomorrow we’d handle. If she wanted to continue hating me, so be it. Maybe that was a good idea on her part. I certainly couldn’t consider myself a catch. Not by a long shot.
I pulled out, taking a massive breath before driving into her again. Dear God, if I wasn’t careful, I’d lose my load far too soon.
The little minx being the rebellious creature she was, Lily clamped down on her muscles. Not only did she draw my cock in even deeper, she also sucked the breath from my lungs.
My body was shaking uncontrollably as jolts of current from my wolf interacted with the wild ride of passion.
I closed my eyes, forcing control back into my hands. With two more smacks of my hand against her bottom, I knew better than to allow this to go on any longer. Doing so was far too dangerous.
With my mind a crazed blur, I threw my head back and erupted deep inside.
And dear God, did it feel damn good.
With my cock still hard, I wrapped my body around hers, even placing my hands across her fingers.
We were both breathing hard, our bodies sticky from sweat and a condiment I’d never be able to think about the same way again. My dick continued to twitch just thinking about what other food groups could be used on her luscious body.