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“Lastly,” I whispered as I pressed my entire body against his and moved my head so my lips trailed down his cheek until I was sucking the side of his neck. He fought to keep quiet as he enjoyed the ruthless wrath of my lips against his flesh as I kissed, nipped, and sucked the spot until it was bruising purple with plenty of bite marks. “I want us to paint tonight, but only if I get a taste of your sweetness.”
I wasn’t sure if his cum would be anything close to sweet, but no way were we leaving here to spill the blood of our enemies without me enjoying the hard thickness of his cock in my mouth.
"William.” My name leaving his lips did crazy fucking things to me, but the warning that lingered did nothing but further push me to get what I wanted.
Claim every fucking thing I deserved to have. That starts with my bloody mate.
"I’ve laid down my conditions, Neo,” I growled against his neck then pulled back just so he could see the hunger in my eyes while my hands moved to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time. I did it slowly, his hollow spheres never leaving mine while I continued to unbutton the black silk fabric until it was wide open and I got a glimpse of his tempting physique.
I was so fucking horny now, on a level I wasn’t prepared for, especially as William. When I was Willow, I could control my urges and place them on the back burner until the important deeds were done and agreements were set in stone, but as William?
I couldn’t fucking think.
My attraction to Neo was off the charts dangerous, and I knew it was taking everything in him to remain still. To try to act like I wasn’t driving him fucking mad.
Oh well. I’d show him.
It was an internal challenge I’d just created for myself, and Neo would just have to endure it all. My hands moved along his muscles, starting from his abs and moving upward. I bit my lower lip before my tongue followed along, my eyes breaking contact with him just to admire the shadows of the flickering lamp that was attempting to turn on while the rest of the light that shone into the room was from the twinkling lights of the busy night below.
He didn’t stop me from moving the silky material over his shoulders and letting it slide off his arms and onto the floor.
“I’m waiting for your answer, Neo.” My words were so fucking slow and laced with immense danger while my mind was whirling in desperate hunger. My cock was hard and fighting to be freed from the pants I now wore instead of the shorts-and-stocking combo I’d donned earlier as Willow.
Neo’s silence only encouraged me to make my next move. My lips began to lay their mark against his flesh, moving from his shoulders to along his clavicle, until my tongue was tracing the lines of his pecs.
The next thing I knew, my tongue was taunting his nipples, and that forced him to react as he let out a strained groan and shivered at my slow assault.
“You like that?” I questioned before circling his left nipple. “You’re so fucking hot when you try to fight against my power play. Turns me the fuck on.” I moved to his other nipple and made way in teasing him further - all while my hand moved to unbuckle his belt and undo the button of his pants. “Do you realize I’m so fucking hard right now? Your asshole wouldn’t survive my thickness, Neo.”
Now I was talking shit, and I didn’t know why I basked in this dominating personality that thought he was on this cocky high of empowerment. It was like being on a rollercoaster that you knew was completely in your control: the speed, the length of the ride, and the ability to ride it over and over again without an ounce of mercy. That was exactly how I felt in this moment.
Being able to switch roles and suddenly be in that driver's seat of control while appeasing the urge to calm my lover who needed some form of release was empowering.
I think that was what this was: my way of giving Neo a fucking break so he didn’t go on a murderous hunt when we left here. And what an intriguing way of communicating my desire to help him. It was like the complete opposite of helping someone, but it totally made sense in my mind.
I bet it made sense to Neo too. Whether he wished to admit it or not.
My patience was running thin. My fingers were anxious to wrap around his veiny cock that was more than ready for me. I couldn’t wait to glide my hand up and down its length while my ears yearned to listen to his uneven breaths and drawled-out groans.
I’d finally gotten through to the source as I easily slipped my hand between the pocket of his boxers and aided his cock in springing out of its captured hold. I could fucking die happy in this moment, like I’d fought long and hard to finally get a glimpse of his erect cock in my very grasp.
“If I get to join your brigade of anguish in a world of sinful fuckers and criminal mayhem, does that mean I get to have you whenever I want?” My intrigued eyes that pulsed with desire noticed that slight combativeness in his hollows and fuck, it was rather mysterious to pick up on his emotions even when those eyes of his should have been blank slates in my line of perception.
I think we could both agree that I could see through him just like he was able to see through me. He understood my need to suddenly be in control, this heightened urge to take the wheel on this entire situation so I wouldn’t wallow in my guilt for not seeing through the truth of all of this.
My Forbidden Pack of Endangered Wolves were showing glimpses of each of their true selves - a test to determine how far I’d go and if I could truly be the first woman to survive their havoc.
The first and only outsider who would ever be able to see their set of cards and prevail in surviving their ruthlessness.
My hand slowly gripped around his very base, leaving him in a stoic stance while I further pressed into him, which sandwiched him between my frame and the island.
“I can’t hear you, Neo.” His eyes couldn’t be more venomous and yet it only motivated me to slowly glide my hand up to his shaft, triggering an involuntary shiver that was accompanied by a sharp inhale. “Say it.”
He knew I wouldn’t move until he did, and how fucking mind-blowing this experience was. I really was pushing him to a hard limit that he wasn’t used to being at, and I was wanting to know whether he enjoyed being on the receiving end or if I was crossing the line.
He may have projected his dissatisfaction with his blaring gaze of hate, but within our bond, I felt a whole different wave of enjoyment coming from his end of the emotional connection to mine. He was liking this side of me - this dangerous and rough part of me that held a hint of compassion while flaunting my obvious dominance that would normally drive him insane.
As for his body, it wasn’t going to deny that it was just as turned on by my effort as Neo was emotional. His cock was literally twitching in my hold, and I knew he wouldn’t last long if I remained completely still.
