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“Now for your ass.” I squeeze tighter but he still manages to get the toy. I don’t know what it says about me, but I’m missing the loss of it. He chuckles darkly. “You liked it didn’t you?”
I think about lying but he’d know. I purse my lips together before answering, “Yes, sir.”
He goes back to the car and opens it and then closes it. “Lift your hips up.” I do as he says, and he slides the blanket beneath my back. I’m higher up this way.
He grabs a bottle of lube from his pocket. For someone that says he’s never had sex in his car before, he’s really prepared.
“You’re overthinking,” he says, watching my expression. “I’ve seen the way you look at my car, and I might be a little over prepared, but I’ve been dreaming about this day too.”
“I better be the one and only that you fuck on this car. . .” I have no idea where those words came from. He lifts his tattooed brow up. “Sir.”
“That’s better.” I strain my neck downward to see what he’s doing. I watch as he pours a good amount of lube and rubs it up and down his tattooed shaft. He finally brings his pants down just a little bit to have his cock exposed, and my mouth waters.
He grabs both of my legs and sets them down on his shoulder. “Only for you little brat, no one else.”
He aligns his cock with my ass and slowly starts to push in. There’s pain around the rim, and I have to gasp. I must have shut my eyes because he says, “Open them and look at me.” His tone is so demanding that I have to do what he says. He pushes in slowly and carefully.
“Sir, I don’t know if I can fit anymore of you back there.” It’s true, I think . . .
He gets closer to my face and brings his mouth to mine, but it’s not something passionate. It’s hungry and demanding, just the way he is. I take a sharp breath and my head falls back against the car.
I look down and notice the streaks of blood across my breast. These cuts are deeper than the ones before. He pushes his cock the rest of the way in while rubbing the blood all over my breasts and lower abdomen.
He thrusts while he rubs the blood all over my tits, his tattooed hand bringing it to my neck and gripping my throat. “You’re mine,” he says with so much possessiveness that it startles me.
I can’t reply because he’s holding me so tightly that the tips of his talons puncture my neck. I can only imagine what this looks like to outsiders.
“Hot fucking sex,”my wolf says.
He lets go of my throat and brings it back to my pussy. He draws circles on my nub, bringing me to an orgasm. I scream so fucking loud, no longer ashamed. I’m sure people on the next street heard.
When it hits me, his erection expands, and he thrusts a few more times before pumping his seed into me. “Now you’re going to carry my seed the whole ride there and back.”
I’m too exhausted to respond. He gets off and reaches over to untie his knots from my wrist. He’s quick. He leans his body over mine, and I take a moment to admire the tattoos peeking out from the neckline of his suit.
He gets off me, and I hear him in the trunk. He comes back with two towels, which only means there’s a lot of blood. He wipes me down, and my body is too exhausted to move. But fuck if that wasn’t sexy as shit. I hear a few people talking, but I pay them no attention.
Az brings my clothes and helps me get dressed. Once I’m done, he carries me to the passenger side. “Fuck Az, that was some intense shit.” His body stills for a minute, and I look at him. Is he nervous? “But I loved it, and I want to do this again,” I add quickly. He lets go of a breath. I guess he was anxious.
He hands me a water bottle after sliding me back into the car. “Drink, Kat, you need to hydrate.” I take it from him, open the cap, and pour the cold liquid down my throat. Once I’m done, I hand it back to him.
He walks over to the driver’s side and gets in.
This time I’m too tired to form words. The drive to the tattoo shop is quiet, but we’re both satisfied. My ass aches, but in a good way. Now I’m imagining having two cocks in me at the same time.
I look around and sit up straighter when I notice we’re no longer on the freeway. Az pulls up to the shopping center where the tattoo shop is. My heart pounds rapidly. Az reaches over with his tattooed hand and grabs mine, trying to soothe me.
These people should know what to do with my heart tattoo. Right?
Az parks and I get out of the car quickly. He holds out his hand, and I grab it, ignoring the ache in my back side. As we approach the building, the dim storefront sends a wave of disappointment through me. The tattoo shop is closed, and not just closed for the day, it’s permanently closed.
What the hell am I going to do now?
Chapter eleven
Kat
I’mstandingherewithmy mouth wide open, not realizing that Az just picked the lock. “Come on Kat.” He waves his right hand my way, trying to get my attention. But I’m focused on the closed sign on the window.
