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Whatever it takes, Saige. This has to end. Today.
I place my hand on Felix’s lean, muscled chest and stroke down, raking him lightly with my nails. When I’ve reached my destination, I close my palm around his cock, a pulsing, hard length, and gently squeeze him through his soft cotton pants.
His eyes go half-lidded with pleasure. When they do, I step forward and touch my lips against his throat, kissing lightly as I stroke him with the firmness I know he likes.
“You want my cock, kitten?” he groans as his hands glide up and down my back, gathering me close to his body.
“I want it,” I breathe against his skin, hiding my gaze because if Felix were to peer into them, he’d see the deadness in them and know there’s nothing in this world I want. “Give it to me.”
A half-human, half-wolf snarl snakes around me, and tension stiffens Felix’s body. I feel it happen, but I don’t take my hand from his cock, and I don’t stop kissing his throat.
Rylan doesn’t like it when the men in his pack touch me in his presence. He likes it even less when I touch them. No, that isn’t right. It’s thewolfthat doesn’t like it, which is why I do it every opportunity I can. There aren’t many ways a human girl can fight back against a shifter, but this is one of mine.
I grasp Felix harder and nip at his throat. His groan of desperate need provokes another snarl from the couch, this one wetter—an animal poised to attack.
Felix rips himself away from me, and when I’m sure I’ve buried the deadness in my eyes, I open them and turn to the couch.
Rylan is half on his feet, cell phone on the floor, his hands gripping the sides of the couch as if to stop himself from flinging himself at me—or at Felix—and his wolf is in his eyes. The expensively attired businessman always perfectly in control is no more.
An animal stares at me with furious possession and I stare back.
I try not to look at his face anymore. Even after everything he’s done to me, he’s still the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen in my life.
His beauty tricks me into believing that being chained naked to a bedroom wall isn’t the worst thing that could happen to a person. Or that one day soon he’ll change back into the man who loved me like no one ever had before.
It never takes him long to wrestle his wolf back inside him, and this time is no different. He blinks and his eyes are once again like the facet of a blue stone. As if nothing happened, he sinks back into the couch and reaches for his phone.
“Have her back tomorrow night. By midnight. Showered.”
Because I’m his. Just as he can’t stand to have men touch me in his presence, he can’t stand their scent clinging to me. How he has no problem giving me to his packmates for them to fuck me as a reward for whatever thing they’ve done right is a mystery I’ve never been able to work out. Maybe it’s his human side trying to assert dominance over the wolf half that hates to share me?
I don’t know. I no longer care.
Felix snags my hand and tugs me across the white minimalist living area toward the front door. He’s just reaching for the handle when Rylan’s voice stops him. “And Felix, bring up the subject of keeping what’s mine again and you’ll be dead before your body hits the ground.”
Felix pauses. “Yes, Alpha.”
We leave the room in silence, the door closing soundlessly behind us. My heels click on the highly polished marble in the hallway outside Rylan’s penthouse apartment in the very center of the city, a building so expensive it’s full of billionaires who can afford to buy apartments and never set foot inside them.
I know because Rylan once joked about having the building to himself.
So you’re a billionaire?I asked him, as we lay wrapped in each other's arms on a lazy Sunday afternoon, the sun streaming over us from the wall of glass. His finger stroked the side of my face as a smile creased the corners of his eyes.
Not a billionaire, but if I was, I’d give you everything.
He gave me everything all right, even the things I didn’t want.
The elevator slides open just as soundlessly as the front door closed, the sight jerking me back from the distant past. Without a word, Felix draws me inside the spacious, thickly carpeted stainless-steel space.
“Now, kitten,” he murmurs as the doors slide closed behind us and he backs us to one corner, his hands in my hair already pressing me down, “you know what I want.”
I do.
It’s what he always wants.
All of Rylan’s packmates have their own wants and needs. Their quirks and cruelties. I’ve had nearly two years to get them all straight in my head. Felix has simple ones. A blowjob in the elevator, a fuck in his car, a harder fuck against his apartment door with his hand wrapped around my throat, and when he’s nice and relaxed, he reaches for his toys. That’s when the pain starts.
I draw his zipper down as I sink to my knees. His hands fist in my hair to hold me there because he’s never cared if I needed air. I learned that the hard way when I blacked out after choking on his cock. Now I remember to breathe through my nose.
