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Chapter thirteen
Kat
Afterbreakfastwedriveback home, and I’m not sure whether to be terrified or excited about having an orgy, and I don’t know what to think about a possible pregnancy.
“Wolf.”She purposely ignores me, acting like she’s sleeping.“Why didn’t you warn me about the knotting?”I wait a minute and still get nothing.
What I’m concerned about is sealing a bond. It’s more than marriage, it’s a long-time commitment. I wasn’t sure I’d do something like this again.
“Was the marriage even real?”she asks, opening one eye.
“Oh, there you are, wolf,”I spit, but she closes her eyes again and resumes her pose. She only came out to bash me.“Here I thought you were ignoring me.”
Yep . . . I get nothing again.
My wolf brings up a good point. Were we even married? I never truly spoke with his so-called parents. Come to think of it, he bears no resemblance to them at all, but none of that matters anymore. I push it from my mind, not giving it another thought.
Ash parks the car in the front and leaves the engine on while we both get out. A male I’ve seen before gets in the car and starts to drive off. “He’s going to park it.” I roll my eyes. Rich people can’t even be bothered to park their own vehicles.
I walk two steps ahead of him, but he grabs my hand and pulls me back.
“Are you ready to finish what you started?” he murmurs in my ear. My heartbeat picks up with excitement as he brings me to his room. I’m going to enjoy Ash.
It’s so meticulous in here, not one thing out of place. To be honest, I’m kind of shocked that he’s willing to have sex in his room. I thought for sure he’d want to go somewhere else besides his sanctuary.
“It’s because he loves us.”That warms my heart.
“I’m going to devour this pussy,” he says as he drops me on his bed and my tits bounce slightly. His eyes change, zeroing in on my chest, and I get chills throughout my body.
I know what’s it’s like to fuck Tyler, Benji, and even Az, but I’m not really sure about Ash’s style. The day I had my period, he liked playing cat and mouse, but I’m not sure if my heat made him act that way.
The nerves are getting the best of me. I just need to go with the flow and do less thinking and more doing.
“What’s your safe word when you’re with Az?” My heart thumps so loudly, I know he can hear it too. I think he wants me on edge because he sniffs the air. I look down at his cock, straining against his pants.
I don’t notice when I gravitate toward the bottom half of his body. I move only when he pushes my head up to face him with one long finger. “Not yet, baby.” The way he is so sure, so confident in himself, I can’t do anything but listen to him.
He moves his hand from my chin and uses his thumb to smear my lipstick. “You’re very beautiful, Katarina.” His voice is deep and seductive. I know my cheeks redden at his compliment. It’s confirmed when I look past him to the giant mirror he has against the wall.
He hikes up my dress and immediately goes straight to my thong. As he moves his fingers into my aching core, moisture pools between my legs. I thrust back and forth trying to create more friction as his fingers rub leisurely over my nub.
“I said not yet,” he says more forcefully this time.
I narrow my eyes and want to tell him to fuck off, but I can’t. I want this, and I want him.
“Now answer me, or there will be punishment.” I gasp, not expecting this side of him at all. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. He’s always shown an air of authority. He likes control and for everything to be in order. You can tell by the way he keeps his office and his bedroom. “Now, I’m going to ask you one more time, and I hate repeating myself, but I’ll do it just this once. What is your safe word?”
He lets go of my lips, letting me answer. “We use the traffic signal.”
“Hmm. . .” he ponders. Maybe he’s thinking about switching it, but then he responds, “We’ll use that too.” I’m starting to lose concentration as he’s making lazy, drawn-out circles on my pussy. “I like it rough, do you, Kat?” He rakes his free hand through my violet hair, waiting patiently for me to answer.
“I like it both ways,” I respond, looking up at him. He’s holding back, like he’s ready to undress me, but he’s still playing with me.
“The night we fucked. . .” He has a faraway look, reminiscing about the excitement of that day. “I loved the game we played. Did you like it too?” His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows.
“I did.” I remember my body full of excitement from the chase, from wanting to hide and be found, and for the reward that came after.
He pushes my thong to the side and runs his fingers slowly up and down my slit. I lean my head against his chest and moan as he continues his movements at a slow and lazy pace.
