Wolf: SBMC Maryland, стр. 25
“You’re throwing me away? Just like he did. Use me, get what you want and that’s it right?” I snap. The past is a hard thing to get over and even now I can feel it sitting in my chest like a lead weight.
“No. I’m givin’ you an out. I’m givin’ you a chance to walk away from me and never look back. I’ll make good on my promise to protect that little girl.” His words mean nothing to me. Nothing at all.
“I don’t even know what to say right now,” I admit because I don’t. I’m shocked that he came in here and said that after having me cuffed to a bed for days. Of course he let me up to go to the bathroom, but he was there and now this? He wants me gone?
“Don’t say anything. Walk away,” he says, turning his back to me and sitting on the edge of the bed. I swallow hard but I don’t move. I don’t know that I can even if I wanted to, and do I really want to? I listen to the sound of his lighter flicking before I smell the smoke of his cigarette. This is all so fucked up. I should go. I should walk out that door, but I don’t. What the fuck is stopping me? He told me to leave. Maybe that’s why I want to stay. Instead of walking away, I do something that I shouldn’t be doing. I walk over, sit on the edge of the bed and take the cigarette from between his lips and bring it to mine.
“You’re still here,” he says as if he didn’t expect me to be. I inhale the nicotine into my lungs before blowing the smoke between my lips.
“Looks like it.”
“You know what you’re doin’?” Shaking my head, I don’t look over at him, but I can feel his eyes on me.
“Not a fucking clue but I guess I can figure it out as I go.”
“That’s a lot of I’s in that sentence.” I smirk and look over at him now.
“What should it be?” I ask him softly, needing to hear it from his lips.
“It should be we. We will figure it out as we go. This isn’t gonna be easy, Krista. There’s shit that Lauren knows that I need. I can’t toss her ass to the curb just yet,” he informs me. I nod my head slowly when he takes the cigarette away from me, setting it in the ashtray. When he turns back to me his eyes are on fire. Heat simmers in my stomach from the way he looks at me. I could melt under his gaze. His hand comes up, cupping my neck before he pulls me closer. I gladly go.
“Does that mean I get to have fun with your friends?” I ask raising my eyebrows. Wolf smirks a dark, dirty, delicious smirk before he shakes his head.
“The next one that touches you dies.” His lips claim mine in seconds. The pressure, the heat, all of his kiss is consuming me. And I let it.
Nineteen
Wolf
Heat spirals out of control inside of me. With Krista on her hands and knees on my bed begging for me to touch her, I can barely hold myself together. I want her to cry, beg and plead for me. I want her to want me the way I do her. It’s strange because I don’t know a lot of her past, but I don’t care. I want to be her future and that thought alone should scare the shit out of me.
“Wolf,” she whines as I rub my cock all over her ass. My free hand caresses her back, over the mounds of her ass. Bumps form on her skin before I thrust into her just to pull back out.
“Wolf! You asshole!” She cries. I chuckle. I know she wants me to fuck her hard. I know what she needs but watching her like this, so uninhibited, I can’t stop myself. Another thrust inside of her and she clenches around me.
“Jesus,” I hiss.
“Please don’t move,” she begs. So I give her what she wants. I wrap my hands around her waist, and pound into her. Each thrust, each slap of my body against hers is pure fucking perfection. Her hair bounces as I fuck her into the mattress, but this is just what she wanted. She moans and makes little noises until I angle my hips. This gets me deeper. This gets me further inside of her and every time I shove into her, she screams. The pain, the pleasure, I give her all of it. Slapping a hand on her ass, she nearly leaps off the bed, but I hold her in place as I take her harder.
“Make me come, Krista. I can feel you,” I hiss as her pussy spasms around me. I move faster, taking her harder. Her cries turn to moans and back to cries. “Do it!” A few more strokes and she screams. Her pussy grips me, holding me as it caresses my length. I grunt as my release spills into her, filling her. My eyes clench shut as I let the high roll through my body. Before I can pull out, Krista drops to the bed doing it for me. I laugh as I lay down next to her.
“What the hell was that?” I ask playfully.
“That was me being weak,” she grumbles into the pillow.
“You’re crazy.”
“But you like it,” she adds. I laugh once more as she shifts to move closer to me.
“I do like it,” I admit.
“Can I ask you something?” she says looking up at me. I nod. “Your family, are you close to them?”
“Yeah. I am. Been a while since I went over to see them with everything goin’ on. I need to though.” Then it all occurs to me.