Page 101 of Dominion
He gripped her hips, fingers firm against her flesh. “I’m already dying to bury my cock deep and pound until you scream my name.”
Her mouth dropped open. She ought to be shocked by his crudeness, but dirty talk must be her thing because the flames of desire only burned hotter. Her breasts ached, swollen for his touch; her clit throbbed in time with her heartbeat.
“I-I can’t,” she somehow managed to stammer.
What she meant was she could. In a heartbeat. But it would be something her old self would do, and she was trying, very hard, to stop being the loser twin and do something right with her life for a change.
He released her and took a step back. Heat still burned in his gaze but as she watched, he produced an expression of scorn. “Then stay clear, princess, or you might find yourself in a compromising situation.”
3
“I’m going to take a shower,” Cody growled, stalking away from the tempting little human.A cold shower.Christ, what was it about her?
He shut the door to the bathroom with a resounding click and stripped off his work clothes. Ben Stone had seriously fucked up his life with this little alpha-to-alpha favor. He sure hoped it was worth it. With cold water on full blast, he climbed in, letting it pelt his body until the internal heat began to fade. He closed his eyes and rubbed a wet hand over his face, trying to erase the image of the way she’d looked with that tomato dripping down her chin.
That shouldn’t have been so erotic. But there was something unique about this female that made her different from other humans. Maybe that’s why Ben Stone had fallen for her sister. The fact that the powerful leader of the Denver pack—the billionaire CEO of a gaming company, who could certainly have his pick of any she-wolf in the world—had chosen a human said something.
He looked down at his cock, which still flew at half-mast. He’d better take care of it before he went anywhere near that human again, or there’d be trouble.
Fisting it, he leaned one hand against the tile and closed his eyes, allowing Melissa to screech into the forefront of his brain. Images flashed before his eyes—the flash of white thigh when her skirt had ridden up on the motorcycle; the way her arms fit around his waist so perfectly; her scent, intoxicating despite its humanness.
He pumped his aching cock and let the next batch of images flash through his brain. The dampness of her pink lace panties when he’d rubbed her clit, the flash of her pussy after he’d ripped them off. It had been shaved bare—for whom? That asshole of an ex-boyfriend? The thought made him grind his molars, the fingers on the tile wall curling into a fist.
He went back to replay the moment when he’d tossed her on the bed, on all fours, imagined what would’ve happened if she’d welcomed him—the look she might have tossed over her shoulder. A she-wolf would’ve bared her teeth, lowered her front haunches to give him her ass.
Yes… fuck, yes.He shot hot ribbons of cum against the tile wall, his eyes rolling back in his head with pleasure. Turning back into the stream of water, he rinsed off, noting that his cock still remained hopeful, despite the release.
Not going to happen, buddy. Get a grip.
Melissa drewseveral deep breaths to recover from the intensity of Cody’s presence. His phone buzzed on the table and she glanced at it. Was Jeremy calling back? She shouldn’t care about his welfare, but she couldn’t help it. She picked it up, but the caller came up as ‘Ed Smith.’ Must be one of Cody’s acquaintances.
She’d really like to call Ashley back and talk some more about this wolf stuff, but her phone was back at her apartment. So was her laptop.
If Cody was serious about her not leaving his place, she would need them, or else her business would take a huge dive, which she couldn’t afford.
Her gaze wandered to his phone again. She wondered how long a shower he took. She could call an Uber car to drive her by her place. If it looked like the guys were still there, she’d just have the driver take her right back. But if it looked empty, she could run in and at least put together an overnight bag with the basic necessities. As much as she loved wearing Cody’s shirt, she needed real clothes. And her toothbrush, and makeup, and—yes—her phone and laptop, dammit!
She downloaded the Uber app onto Cody’s phone and logged into her account, which had her billing details already loaded. She quickly entered his address, which she got by poking her head out the door and checking the street sign and numbers on the house. It was a decent neighborhood, she realized. His property might be valued at twice what she originally estimated. Which was weird. Who bought a house in the Old North End and turned it into a workshop?
Yes! The Uber confirmed for just five minutes. This just might work. She could get away before Cody came out of the bathroom. Of course, there’d be hell to pay when she returned, but she was half excited about that, as crazy as it seemed.
Punishment from a sexy, dangerous wolf? Definitely something she’d like to experience at least once in her life. She’d always been the reckless twin, as Ashley liked to point out.
Hearing the car roll up outside, she slipped out. Her outfit was ridiculous, but she didn’t care what the driver thought of her—this was an emergency.
She hopped in the car and the guy took off for her place, which was about fifteen minutes away.
It was a no-go, though. Lights lit up the place, and she could see the flicker of the television, and the dark silhouetted heads of two men sitting on the couch.
Damn.
“I’m not going to stop here,” she said quickly to the driver as he started to park. “Take me back to the address where you picked me up.”
He scowled in the rearview mirror. “That wasn’t what you scheduled.”
“I know. I’ll add the additional ride in right now,” she said, thumbing on her phone, her fingers flashing over the screen as she made good on her promise.
The driver grumbled, but took her back.