I scream his name again as my body locks up for the third time, my inner walls gripping him tight as I shatter, drowning in the waves of yet another release. I collapse face first onto the mattress, the sensations too much for my body to bear. His hands hold my hips back and he stiffens behind me, his body shuddering against mine with his own release before he pulls out, leaving me empty and aching.
His lips find my ear and he says, “My pussy. Got that? For as long as I want it.”
I want to deny him. To tell him to fuck off because he doesn’t own me, but at the moment, all I can manage is a grunt and I don’t even know if it’s in agreement or denial.
He tugs me into his arms, nestling my head beneath his chin as we both struggle to catch our breath, and when I finally do manage to get my breathing under control, I decide not to address his statement. I can’t form the words let alone digest the meaning behind what he just said.
It’s possessive in the extreme. And without needing to ask, I know the words were driven by his wolf which makes it all the more confusing.
After a few minutes pass, he gets up, leaves the room still gloriously naked, and disposes of the condom. He comes back with a warm washcloth, and with surprising care he wipes away the remnants of my release from my thighs before tossing the washcloth in a dark corner of the room.
I consider getting up and leaving. Finding my clothes and heading for Zheng’s cabin. I shouldn’t stay here. It would send the wrong message. This is just fun. No strings. No emotions.
But when he tugs me toward the head of the bed and helps me slip beneath the covers, I resign myself to the fact that I don’t have it in me to fight him.
Neither of us says a word. Rafael reels me in until I’m resting splayed across his chest, my ear pressed against his beating heart and the night melts away. My body slips into the first restful sleep I’ve had since my mom was taken away from me.
14
Rafael
Iwake up to a loud banging at the front door.What the fuck?
Isa is asleep beside me. Her hair is a tangled mess of brown waves and her expression is relaxed. I watch her for a moment as her chest rises and falls, the sheet barely covering her pert breasts.
Just as I’m about to lean down and suck on her beautiful tits before rolling her over and sliding into her wet heat, the knocking that woke me up in the first place sounds again, though this time louder, closer.
Someone better be dying because Des and Jordy know not to come knocking this early in the fucking morning.
I groan and throw my legs over the edge of the bed, rubbing my eyes to clear the sleep from them. Finding my boxers, I slip them on and then open my bedroom door with a scowl on my face.
“What?”
Desmond stands on the other side, an amused expression on his face as his eyes wander past me, spotting Isa in my bed. I step to the side, blocking his view of her as I cross my arms over my chest and raise a brow. “Cabrón, there better be a good fucking reason you’re waking me up right now.”
He tilts his head back toward the front of the cabin. “Liu’s looking for her. Figured you’d want to deal with that.”
Any good mood I woke up with instantly sours at the sound of his name. “What the fuck does he want?”
Des shrugs. “What you’ve got in that bed of yours would be my guess.”
I flip him off. “Keep your voice down. You’re going to wake her up.” He nods and I throw on a pair of sweats and a Hellbound High hoodie.
Dressed, I head toward the front of the cabin and find Zheng pacing on the front porch. His brows are furrowed as he runs his hands through his shaggy black hair. Asshole looks like a K-Pop wannabe.
When he spots me, his almond-shaped eyes narrow into slits and his fists clench at his sides. He looks me up and down, hate evident in his glare. I wait. As if this fucker can scare me. He’ll need to do a hell of a lot better than that. We both already know which of the two of us is more dominant and it sure as shit isn’t him.
He takes in my outfit as though searching for evidence of what happened last night. I snort. Is he expecting to find me with the condom still wrapped around my dick?
To make sure he knows exactly what went down last night I take a step closer, conscious of the smell of sex still clinging to my skin.
His nostrils flare. “Where is she?” he bites out.
“Sleeping,” I tell him, enjoying the anger I see bubbling up inside of him. He wants to hit me. I can tell by the tick in his jaw and the way he keeps clenching and unclenching his fists, but Zheng Liu isn’t a complete idiot. He knows he can’t take me.
I’m stronger, faster, and all around fucking better than he’ll ever be. Which is exactly why I’m in line to lead our Pack when my pops steps down. Liu wouldn’t stand a chance against me and he knows it.
“What did you do to her?”