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Not sure what to say, I simply nodded. I knew that Maddox blamed himself. I also knew that his toxic behavior was driven by his desperate need to ensure I never came to that kind of harm again. That didn’t excuse any of it though. He and I had a lot of shit to work through, but only if he was willing to do it on my terms. I wasn’t compromising.
“Take me to bed,” I said suddenly, needing to take back the moment Wolfe and I had been sharing. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this reunion.”
Wolfe perked up, a dazzling light filling his hazel eyes. He didn’t have to be told twice. Rising from the couch, he scooped me into his arms and carried me from the room.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
MAVEN
Wolfe’s bedroom was a large room with a king size bed on one wall. Across from it sat two white easy chairs before a gas fireplace. A table on each side of the bed matched the dresser. The sparkly chandelier hanging from the ceiling caught my eye.
“You have a really nice home, Wolfe,” I said, my jaw dropping when I caught sight of the attached bathroom. The large soaker tub in the middle of the tiled room called my name.
“Thank you. The doors here are always open to you, Maven.” He set me on my feet at the foot of the bed, chuckling at my blatant gawking. “Fair warning, I plan to fuck you just like old times. Is that okay?”
My heartrate kicked up a notch at the thought of being dominated by him again, and I vigorously nodded. “Fuck yes.”
Wolfe always insisted on clear consent before engaging in any carnal play. Personally, I thought it was sexy as hell that he wanted to take care of me in that way. I’d barely uttered the words and his gaze smoldered with desire. Desire to see me on my knees, begging for him to finally let me come.
“Take off your clothes,” he instructed, his voice harder now. “Leave the boots on.”
He leaned against the dresser, waiting for me to follow orders. The way he looked at me set me on fire. I flashed him an impish grin and began to take off my top, purposely moving too fast.
“Slower,” Wolfe barked, scoldingly wagging a finger. “Testing me already, are you?”
“Of course. It’s been a long time. I have to make it interesting, don’t I?” Moving slower now, I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it onto one of the armchairs. Then I removed the knife sheath strapped to my arm.
Next I reached for my skirt, hooking my thumbs in the waistband. I angled myself to give Wolfe a good view as I slowly slid the skirt down my legs. I made sure to run my fingers over the thigh sheath, watching as Wolfe’s pupils dilated with excitement. I stepped out of the skirt one foot at a time, tossing it onto the chair with my top.
When I started to remove the thigh sheath, he said, “Leave that one on.”
Fine with me. I also had a blade inside my boot, but that little baby could stay right where it was. Straightening up, I reached behind me to unclasp my bra. Holding Wolfe’s drowning gaze, I let it fall to the floor, kicking it aside with a boot.
He sucked in a sharp breath, letting it out with a “Fuck.” He stared especially long at the scar slashing along my ribs on one side. We’d been together the night I received the injury, running from the cops. We’d been chased into a dead end, having no choice but to climb a fence with coiled barbwire at the top. Yeah, that had hurt. It was just one of many scars I’d learned to live with. It came with the territory.
“Still as beautiful as ever, Princess. This almost feels like a dream. We’re going to have to get you a new collar though.” Wolfe twirled a finger in the air. “Turn around and bend over when you take off those panties. Show me everything.”
Doing as he said, I ran both hands over my ass and between my legs before tugging my underwear down. Wolfe gave a low groan that made my belly flutter. Grabbing hold of my ass cheeks, I spread myself open for him.
“Like what you see, King?” I knew that calling him by the name I only used when we were together like this would have an effect on Wolfe. I just wasn’t sure how much of an effect.
“You have no fucking idea,” he murmured, eyes fixed on me as he took off his shirt. “Get your ass over here. I want to see that pretty mouth wrapped around my cock.”
Excitement zinged through me at the dark tone he used. No other man had ever been able to have this kind of power over me. Wolfe and I had built trust during our relationship. Not only that but he’d never been the type to dominate me anywhere but the bedroom. Just how I liked it.
If Maddox had said or done half the things Wolfe had, I’d have lost my shit. The dynamic with Mads was a push and pull, both of us fighting to be on top. With Wolfe it was different. I liked letting him take control. There was a security with him that made me feel loved and cared for, even while he fucked me with my hands tied behind my back.
I went to stand before Wolfe who caught my chin in a hand. He kissed me hard while running his other hand down my side. His fingers circled my nipple before continuing down to the scar on my ribs. Lightly he outlined the ridges, stealing my breath with his gentle touch.
“Get on your knees, Princess,” he ordered. “Let me watch you swallow my cock.”
As I descended to my knees with an enthusiastic nod, Wolfe undid his pants and shoved them down his hips along with his boxers. His erection stood tall and thick, straining toward me as I wrapped a hand around it. I stroked my hand along his shaft several times before taking the whole thing into my mouth.
I didn’t play around with a tease or a flick of my tongue. I sucked him into my mouth, taking him deep into my throat. Wolfe slid a hand into my hair, smoothing it back from my face in gentle caresses.
“That’s a good girl,” he groaned, cupping my cheek. “Fuck, I missed you.”
The feeling was mutual. I showed him with every deep dive I took on his shaft, enjoying the salty taste of him. Wolfe’s watchful stare made me eager to please. Nobody’s praise lifted me up like that of my King. As I swallowed him again, I peered up from beneath my lashes, meeting his gaze. The want within him was scorching.
