asshole.
“Mmm, Raegan. Gotta say, for a girl who has no interest in
me at all, your scent is—”
“Don’t you dare say anything nasty.”
“So I shouldn’t comment on how warm and…gooey you are?” He
leered, then ripped her panties away for good. Stupid things just got in the
way. “Think you might have a thing for the big bad wolf.”
“You’re disgusting .”
“And yet,” he drawled, sliding a finger between her pussy
lips. “You’re dripping with honey, honey.”
Zeth tapped her clit before she could attempt to kick him
across the room, and couldn’t keep himself from chuckling when she moaned.
“It’s the spell,” she whimpered. “Jezebel…”
He just laughed.
“Stop that!”
“Stop what? Finding your excuses amusing? Don’t think so.”
“I hate you.”
“Fair enough.” Zeth flashed another grin, shoving back his
creeping sense of tact. This was her choice. She wanted him to be the
bad guy—hell, she needed him to be the bad guy—and he’d give it to her. “But
oddly, that doesn’t make you any less wet for me.”
“You did this,” she hissed, her head rolling back as she
stepped out of the pool of fabric that had wrapped around her ankles. “You… freak .”
“ I did this?” Okay, that pissed him off. Her inner
protective wall was one thing, but rearranging history was just weak. Zeth
punctuated his outrage with a particularly jerky thrust of his fingers inside
her core. Raegan mewled and grabbed hold of his shoulders, squeezing tight.
Every move made his dick harder than he thought possible. “Do you have any
connection whatsoever to reality, or are you just making this up as you go
along?”
The look on her face betrayed all the things he knew she
wouldn’t say. Instead, she came back with a bitter, “Asswipe.”
“Sorry to burst your bubble, but this was your brilliant
idea.” He paused, easing his fingers out of her and drawing them to his mouth. Damn. She tasted like cinnamon and warm apples. His tongue itched to spread her
wide and explore. “I just came for the company.”
She muttered something even his enhanced hearing couldn’t
detect, her calf wrapping around his hips.
“Not like this,” she whimpered, tears shining in her eyes.
“God please, not like this.”
Something within him wrenched. The plea wasn’t completely unlike
the one from earlier, but rather than fan his anger, it packed a crippling
punch. His heart softened, his inner man shoving the alpha aside. He didn’t
want to consider what was going on in her head. “Raegan, I’m sorry. I don’t
mean it. We just gotta—”
“Stop touching me!” she squealed, jumping when he pinched
her nipples, his mouth nibbling at her throat. “I swear, Zeth—”
The alpha surged back with an angry vengeance. “I’m trying .
Christ, don’t you listen to a word anyone other than you says?”
“It doesn’t feel like you’re trying very hard.”
“Yeah, and I’m sure this is you giving it your all.”
Zeth pulled his head back, his eyes narrowing when she suddenly fisted his tee
and tore it away without a blink. From where she got the strength, he didn’t
know or care. All that mattered was her hands were now on his naked skin. “And
hold on a second. How is it that I don’t know that this isn’t all your doing?”
“My doing?” Her mouth dove for his chest to shower his skin
with kisses. Her legs uncurled from around his waist. Then she was moving
lower, much lower. His cock strained for attention, aching for her hands…her
lips…
Shit. He was so incredibly fucked.
“You came to me for help,” he reminded her. “Knowing
full well what was gonna happen. You stuck yourself with me. Makes for a good
excuse, doesn’t it? Can’t keep yourself from fucking me, but at least you can
look at yourself in the morning.”
“You’re disgusting,” she said. Then, as though realizing now
where her mouth had decided to venture, she began to shake. “Zeth…”
“More