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This was so bad, and I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want him, but my body was doing the exact opposite thing that my mind wanted. It was like it remembered all those days he made me feel like pure heat, liquid and molten everywhere.
Feral.
“Fawn… Fuck.” I was making him feel that way too, his hands on me, feeling me everywhere. He had me turned against the tree now, his fingers at the clasp of my jeans before he all but ripped them down my legs.
Stop this.
No.
It was like the angel and the devil. The angel was telling me this guy was a monster. He was a demon, and the only thing he was seeking was physical pleasure. He wanted nothing to do with emotions. He wanted nothing to do with me, and he proved that when he so brazenly shoved his hand down my panties. I cried out, and his teeth skidded my neck, biting me.
“I want you so fucking bad,” he gritted, his fingers on the verge of fucking me, parting my folds. He spun in my juices, and I whimpered so bad tears pricked my eyes.
He kissed the pulse at my neck, as if soothing me, but I didn’t want to be soothed. I wanted to be fucked and satisfy that itch only he could fulfill. I couldn’t see anything else when it came to Wolf Mallick.
And I didn’t want to.
Right now, I didn’t. My body didn’t. It ignored the hurt and the pain of the past, giving in to complete pleasure. It made me absolutely sick, but I couldn’t help it.
Wolf’s lips dragged absolute fire across my skin, and despite his fingers being so close to my entrance, he still continued to play with my folds. He parted them gingerly, strumming my clit with teasing strokes, and I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted blood. He was right there, but he wouldn’t do anything else. He breathed heat over my neck. “Let me fuck you, Red.”
God, please.
I felt the words fall out of my mouth, but not by my own volition. They were body only, no mind here.
Only sex.
That was what I told myself, my panties ripped when Wolf bent me down over a tree stump. That was also what I told myself when he ripped my shirt open and shoved his hand into one of my bra’s cups. My flesh spilled between the spaces of his lengthy digits, and he tweaked my nipple so hard I thought I’d come on his hand between my legs.
He growled then, his cock out when he casually ran the tip along the seam of my ass. It rubbed against me lazily, teasing like he was questioning this.
But we’d already started.
We already made it to the point of no return the moment I let him put his hands on me.
The moment you kissed him.
I was aware of my sins, and right now, I didn’t want to repent. I just wanted to be fucked and only be him.
“Red…” Wolf hugged me, easily driving himself to the hilt with one, charged thrust. His roar rumbled against my back, his hips driving wildly in quick succession. He was losing control.
But I already had him beat.
I let this guy fuck me on a dead tree, bark scraping against my chest, Wolf’s digits digging into my breast. He’d ripped my bra at this point, the thing basically torn in half, and the only purpose my button-up served was to cover my back. The buttons had popped off the moment he’d gone for my breasts.
There was something forbidden about all this, being half naked and fucked in the woods. I didn’t consider myself into exhibitionism, but I knew, if I had an audience, I’d probably come right there.
“Look at me, Red,” Wolf coached, his hips still charging, dick tunneling. His hand caged my face, guiding me to look at him, but whatever he saw made his lips part and his hips eased to a stop behind me.
I think it was the tears.
I didn’t know why I was crying. I think because all this felt so good. Because it felt so goddamn heavenly to be beneath him again. Because I knew once we stopped what would happen.
Because I knew this didn’t work.
We didn’t work. Wolf didn’t love me.
Just sex.
