Her anger and hatred for me roll off her in waves and the bitter scent of her emotions fills the air. She digs her short nails into my arms and kicks back her legs, cursing my name.
I flip her around and press her against the door, using my body to pin her in place. I’ve tried to keep myself in check, but she is not making this shit easy and my wolf is demanding, urging me to make her submit. Why does she always have to challenge me like this? I'm not like other wolves. I'm hunter-born, so I shouldn't need to assert my dominance over her, but I do. It's driving me insane, making the beast in me ride my human half harder than ever before.
“Get off of me,” she shouts, and I cover her mouth with my palm, my hand so large I damn near cover half her face. Fuck she’s small. Fragile. I know she isn't human. Isn't weak like some of the others who roam these halls, but the difference in our size makes my protective instincts spring forward.
Her eyes blaze and I lean in, ensuring she sees that I am not fucking around right now. Not when it comes to something like this.
“Don’t you dare open that pretty little mouth of yours and scream like that again. Do you feel me? Unless you’re ready to tell me who the fuck was dumb enough to hurt you, or decide to drop down on your knees and wrap your lips around my cock, your mouth is going to stay closed.”
Her eyes narrow, nostrils flaring as her tiger glares at me through her gaze. She’s so fucking pissed, and I wish I had more time to enjoy it. I’ve worked hard this past year getting Meiying to hate me. It makes keeping her out of my bed a hell of a lot easier that way. But damn if seeing her like this doesn’t make my dick hard, and the thought of her on her knees for me … fuck. I can’t be the only one affected by that image.
Her small fingers wrap around my wrist, pulling to get my hand off of her mouth.
“Are you going to behave?”
If looks could kill I’d be dead right now with the way she’s glaring at me.
“It’s a yes or no question, kitten. Blink twice for yes. Once for no.”
Her eyes narrow to slits. Seconds pass and the air grows impossibly thick. I’m sure she can feel my hard-on pressed against her stomach, but neither of us is going to acknowledge it. I catch a hint of arousal in her scent, throwing me off when she finally blinks twice and concedes. A rush of satisfaction swells inside my chest. I drop my hand, but don’t step away. I rationalize that the moment I do she’ll bolt. It has nothing to do with how fucking good she feels with her tight little body up against mine. Her lips are pressed into a thin line, her cheeks scarlet. A mix of anger and indignation. She is so fucking beautiful like this.
A few strands of her black hair fell from her hair tie during our struggle and I slowly reach out, tucking the flyaways behind her ear. Her eyes are guarded as I trail one finger down the side of her face before cupping her jaw. She closes her eyes, a small shudder moving through her.
“What’s his name, Meiying?” I ask, and there’s a bite of steel in my tone.
Her eyes snap open and she bears her teeth. “You’re making a big deal out of nothing. It was an accide—“
“No man leaves a mark on a female by accident.” My voice is deceptively calm. I lean down closer to her until our breaths mingle. “Was it Hunt? Did he do that?” The sudden widening of her eyes gives her away, and my vision goes red.
My jaw flexes and I go to step back, but she latches onto me, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Whatever it is you’re thinking of doing, don’t. It was an accident. I don’t think he realized his rings would hurt me.” I fight the urge to encircle her waist and rise to my full height, taking her with me.
Her arms tighten as her feet lift from the ground. “Desmond—”
“His rings?" I snarl. "He touched you." I look down at her arms and wrist. Repeatedly by the looks of it. "You can’t protect your boyfriend,” I tell her. “Not from this.”
Her feet sway off the floor and her arms tighten around my neck, squeezing to maintain her hold on me since I haven’t bothered to help her out.
“He’s not my boyfriend. We literally just met because I slammed into him running late to class.” My pulse jumps at her words. “I don’t even know the guy. We have one class together and this is the first time we’ve spoken.”
I grab the backs of her thighs, hoisting her higher up. Her legs wrap around my waist and my hands move to her ass. I lean her back against the door and wait to see if she’ll demand to be put down. She doesn’t. Neither does she yell at me for the way I’m cupping her ass right now.
“If you’re protecting him—“
She snorts. “I’m not. I have no reason to, so get off your high horse. I’m not some damsel in need of saving.”
“Is that so?” I ask, shifting my hips so her center grinds down on my cock.
She gasps. “What are you doing?”
I repeat the movement, and she shakes in my arms. “Are you sure you’re not in need of saving?”
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Meiying
Iignore the way my heart is racing in my chest.
“By the guy who just called me stupid, shallow, and implied I was unattractive and incapable of holding a man’s attention?” I shake my head. “I think I’m good.”
