Page 16 of Wild Wolf


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“It’ll be fine,” I replied. “I’m on it.”

We ended the call, and I stared at the phone until the kettle whistled, long and shrill, bringing me back to the present.

I brewed a cup of tea and walked to the comfy couch. I turned on the flatscreen TV against the wall and tried to focus on a show while I sipped my tea, but my thoughts kept going back to Bishop. I still couldn’t shake the magic that had come with him.

When I finished my tea, I locked up and switched off the lights, heading to bed. I wasn’t hungry, so I skipped dinner. My body was tired, and I fell into bed, tucking the thick covers around me.

I sighed and closed my eyes.

Bishop’s cerulean eyes appeared before me—first as the wolf, and then as the man.

Those eyes were hypnotizing.

I flashed on how close he’d come to me, the way my body responded to his.

Warmth washed over me, and lust erupted at my core. I wanted him. I wanted him so badly, and no matter how much I told myself he was a problem, I couldn’t shake my need for him.

He was the alpha.

He wasn’t on my side.

He was hiding something.

I didn’t belong here, with him or anyone else in his city.

And yet, I ached for him.

I closed my eyes and ran my hands up my body. I cupped my breasts and imagined it was him, his strong hands touching me, muscular body pinning me down again.

In my mind’s eye, we were both naked, his thick cock rock hard and ready for me.

He pressed himself against me, and I gasped, sliding my hands down my body and between my legs that would easily fall open for him if he pushed just a little too far.

I’d wanted him to kiss me tonight. I shouldn’t have wanted it, but I imagined now what his lips would feel like on mine. Powerful, demanding, and his taste would be incredible. His scent clung to my skin, the magic following me, and it felt like he was in the room with me.

I ran my fingers in circles around my clit and moaned when I was already close to an orgasm. I’d been running on a sexual high since the moment he’d pinned me against the tree, so close to me, I could almost taste him.

I envisioned him driving his thick cock into me. I rubbed myself faster, while I saw his thick body moving as he thrust into me, his handsome face twisted in pleasure, his grunts and groans becoming more and more urgent. His muscles rippled under his skin as he moved.

Pleasure rocked through my body, starting at my core and washing through me. I cried out sharply. My body curled upward as the pleasure ripped through me. It was quick and intense and gone again just as quickly as I’d come.

I fell back on the pillows, alone in my room again, the thoughts of him on top of me, inside of me, fading away.

I rolled onto my side and curled into a ball. My pussy still throbbed after the bout of pleasure, and my body hummed with unfulfilled sexual need.

I wanted him.

He was the one man I couldn’t be with, though, no matter how much I wanted it. I just had to keep myself in check around him and try to control my urges.

As hard as it was to resist him, I could handle myself.

6

BISHOP

Iclimbed out of the black car that had taken me to Dario’s place.

“I won’t be long. Stay put,” I said to the driver.

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