Page 64 of Four Masked Wolves


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Sighing, I zipped my bag. Calder walked out of the bathroom with the blood wiped off his body and toward the back door, where I now waited. Once I smiled at Gaian and told him that I’d try his new breakfast egg recipe later, I walked out into the fall air. Calder trailed behind me at first, then jogged up next to me, surprisingly being quieter than any other day. Usually, he was a loudmouthed asshole.

I found a couple of spots around the pack house to hide the potions in, then started toward Durnbone, loathing that Calder still hadn’t said a word to me. In fact, he even helped me place the potions.

“All right,” I said, stopping in front of him and crossing my arms. “What the fuck is up with you? Why are you being nice and quiet to me today? You’re usually an annoying-ass prick who won’t leave me alone.”

“I can’t be nice?”

“No! You’re Calder. You’re not nice.” I stepped forward and craned my head up at the alpha. “So, what’s your problem?”

“I don’t have a problem, Sina.”

“You obviously do.”

Calder clenched his jaw, that golden spark blazing in his eyes. His wolf was back and wanted out. But instead of letting him run free and bitch me out, Calder kept him contained. “Forget it. Let’s just go to Durnbone to drop these off.”

“No, I’m not just going to forget it.”

“Goddess, Sina,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know what you want from me. One minute, you’re bitching and complaining and hating that I’m an asshole to you. The next minute, you won’t stop bitching and complaining that I’mnotan asshole to you.”

My heart raced a bit faster, my breath catching in the back of my throat. “I’m not bitching and complaining,” I exclaimed, but I mighta, sorta been bitching and complaining.

Around Calder, I couldn’t help it. I wanted him so badly.

“Don’t fucking do that,” he growled through his canines, glancing down at my legs pressed together. He squeezed his eyes closed and took an unsteady breath. “Don’t fucking do that to me, Sina. Just tell me what you fucking want from me.”

While he was giving me everyfreakingchance to tell him how I wanted him to act around me, how I didn’t want him to be an asshole all the time, how I wanted him to care about me and not just about the idea of his ideal mate, I found myself completely throwing all that out the window.

“I want you to breed me, Calder.”

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the tree

sina

A low,throaty growl escaped Calder’s throat. Heat rushed to my core, and I ground my thighs together, unable to stop the pressure building between them already. Calder wrapped one hand around the front of my throat and shoved me against a tree.

“Don’t fuck around with me, Sina,” he growled into my ear, his voice straining and every one of his muscles flexing against my body. “I’m trying fucking hard to be … to fucking be different for you, and then you say shit like that.”

I curled my fingers into his chest and whimpered, the heat engulfing my body. “I’m not fucking around with you. My panties are soaked at the thought of you taking me right here and right now, of you emptying your cum into me.”

“Sina,” he ground out, like if I said another word, he’d completely break. “Don’t.”

My pussy was pounding, my clit aching. I wanted him so badly that it hurt me. The heat might’ve been taking full effect, making me want him more than anything, making me not care about the asshole that he’d been to me. But deep down, I knew it wasn't controlling me.

“I’m sorry, Calder,” I whispered, grasping his wrist. “I can’t help it.”

Calder’s eyes glimmered a bright gold, his jaw twitching.

“Breed me,” I whimpered, rubbing my body against his. “Breed me. Please, breed me.”

Before I could react, Calder swiftly shoved his hand down the front of my leggings, sank his fingers into my panties, and touched my sopping cunt. He growled underneath his breath and pressed his hardening cock against my stomach.

Whimpering again, I moved closer to him, aching for every single part of his body to be pressed against mine. He was already touching me, but I wanted him closer. I wanted him inside me, pumping in and out, burying deeper and deeper inside me.

“Please, Calder,” I begged.

When Calder reached down to undo the zipper on his jeans, I shimmied out of my pants and went to turn around to press my chest against the tree. But he twirled me back around so I faced him and tightened his hand around my throat.

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