Chapter 173-2
Clam
Last night, when he’d gotten into to bed with me, my heart had fluttered all night. I’d had butterflies
in my stomach like a fucking schoolgirl and thought that we’d finally be at peace. He’d hold me, tell
me that he loved me, and everything would be fine. Instead, he’d been stiff next to me, and
whenever his hand grazed my belly, he’d immediately moved it away. It was all I could do not to
sob in the bed next to him.
Now, he kissed me like he would never let me go. His arms lifted me until my legs were hooked around his waist, and his hands wandered under my shirt. Inside me, my wolf howled in relief. I
needed that skin-to-skin contact.
But what she didn’t know was that this wasn’t solving anything. I needed him to tell me what was wrong, not another hard fuck where he would just turn and leave me afterward with guilt on his
face.
When he whirled around, shoved papers off his desk, and planted my butt on it, I expected it hard and fast, but he immediately gentled his kiss as he worked on the button of my pants. “I love you,” he whispered. “I need you to know that.”
“I love you, too.” But that wasn’t solving anything. Why did he say it so desperately?
“I need you to trust me, too. Please.”
I lifted my hips as he pulled my pants off, and I removed my shirt. He got naked in return, but my panties were still on. We stared at each other. “You have to give me something, Troy. I’m hurting.”
“I know, and I’m sorry.” Settling between my legs, he tipped my chin back and kissed me gently. His hands stroked my bare thighs until I was wiggling and squirming for him. His c**k was heavy against the thin strip of panties. One nudge, and he could be inside of me.
I ached for him. He owned every part of my body, and even though I want to scream and cry some more, I couldn’t say no. When he touched me, when he was inside of me, I felt him all the way
through.
“I never want to hurt you, my love.” His kiss skimmed down to my chest, and he wrapped his hands
around
my
throat and pushed me flat against the desk and pinned me as he suckled at my n*****S. Pleasure coursed through me, and I gasped and tried to arch into his mouth, but I couldn’t move.
The slow torture continued. “Everything I fucking do is to protect you, Kiana. Everything. I hate the way you looked at me today. The way you pulled away from me. It’s killing me.”
“Please tell me,” I whispered as my legs fell open for him.
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“I can’t.” His breath was hot on my p***y, and he licked me long and slowly.
With a cry, I locked my thighs around his head. “Then make me come.”
“You’re mine, Kiana. Fucking mine.” He fucked me with his mouth, long and slow, and fingered me
until I was screaming for release. Anyone on this floor would have known exactly what was
happening, but I didn’t care.
And when he finally pulled up and buried himself inside of me, his eyes were hot with hunger. Pushing myself up, I grabbed his head and pulled him down for a kiss. Only then did he finally move. I was wound so tight that it only took moments for me to come, and it was so violent that he groaned and pounded into me. He snarled my name and came inside of me.
Limp, I closed my eyes when he pulled out, and he rested his head on my stomach.
“Please don’t leave,” he whispered as he kissed my bare skin. “Don’t leave me.”
“I’m right here.” I wove my hands through his hair and tried to think of anything I could say to help ease the pain between us.
Then, Troy jerked off my body like someone had pulled him. I was upright and on my feet when I felt the bond die. One. Two. Three. Four.
The deaths continued. One right after another in rapid succession, Troy’s howl of agony ripped through me, and his phone rang. In a panic, I grabbed it and put it on speaker phone.
“London’s men went mad!” a wolf shouted. There were screams and roars in the background. ” Two of them killed seven of the guards on the norther border. And the rogues are descending.”
There was a shout of pain, and the call went dead.
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