Chapter Two Hundred Eighty–Five
ANASTACIA
After Paul dresses me in a giant, sheepskin sweater and a pair of his statpants, he covers my fest with i
have I been dressing myself since I was four years old, but I just spent an entire week turning my feet into calloused boots as 1 pack of shadow hounds, There is zero reason for him to be doubling my socks. But he certainly looks cute doing it, so I say Instead, I watch him from the edge of the bed with a tiny smile on my face until he notices me looking and freezes with
“sapque
“What?” He’s knelt down on one leg and his powerful thighs flex behind his pants with his blond hair tousled and shading his bright ble gaze. To me, he looks even sexier now than he did a few minutes ago when he was grabbing his cock at the dose.
I shake my head at him and when my curls dance around my shoulders I see him take a sharp breath, his pupils dilating until his almost completely black. He likes my hair, I can tell, and just to be fair, I like his too. It looks so damn soft that I
nwar want to chew
“What is it. Anastacia? It’s alright,” he says, concerned. ‘You can tell me.”
Nope, no I cunt. I’m not a simp. At least… I wasn’t before you.
Nothing. I just… I’m happy. You’re adorable. I can’t wait to get you back here so that I can ride you like a bull I want to destroy every single doubt you have about me, Pand. I want to tattoo myself on your body so that there is no longer any question of whether
together. You will know we do and you will want me
And… while you moan my name I’ll swallow yours to keep you deep inside me forever.
Yikes. That’s a lot.
And no, And. No. You will not be saying off that
His brow furrows. Ill have someone bring you shoes and clothes today After we get back here.”
“Someone? Who? A girl?” I mean, I know he’s unmated, that much is clear, but what if he has a girlfriend? Or a lover? That thought me frown and he takes immediate notice.
The bastard grins, damn him. “Yeah, a girl. Who better to pick out some clothes for you than a female?” His eyebro
up and draws me up from the bed. His eyes go dark while he stares down at me. “Don’t worry, I won’t bring her ins much every day, anyway, so why bring her in?”
“Why indeed.” I snap, attempting to step away from him. Every day? He sees her that much? Why? What reason would there be for that she is his girlfriend,
“Hey,” he claps out, yanking me into his body by the sleeves of the sweater Im wearing. Im carrying you.”
sty body goes hot, my mouth falling open in protest until he tosses me up and into his arms like I’m naught but a
walk,” I murmur even as 1 curl in tight against him. He smiles, his eyes stroking over my body as he steps out into the hall. “What would your every day female say about this?”
“Who knows, who cares? he quips, pulling his eyes from my chest to center his gaze on my own. “And who o wants and every day female to.
say anything at all? other than “Yo sir, she can keep her words to herself*
“Wow,” I chuckle, my hands clutching the broad warmth of his shoulders. “Not sure if I should be standing up for this every day female yours or not. I mean–is that really how you treat your women, Paul? Like possessions?”
He takes a deep breath, holding me a little closer as we step off the stains. “Only if they belong to me,” chispers, tracing his lips over
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by our “Which she done not. At least, pod after closing time.
Closing? I ask leathlessly when I feel his teeth nip at my war
at
“Yeah, he replies with a smirk. The everyday formale in spation in Heryday manager in the Red Wolf Cofe… which I own.”
My lips twist with assement Asshade,” I sathe and be fades.
“Good morning, darling, Timmons says once he’s caught sight of as wearing a full–on deputy uniform and a knowing grin. It seems
To wonder why
To everyone loaded in? Paul asks, auddenly serious,
“Yop” Tiimmons answers. “James just got here. He will be the one to hang hack and watch cowr the house.” As if on cur, Timmons opens The front door and another wall shifter, a new cute, stands outsid man is built and dressed like a club bouncer. He has wavy brown
nters Burgh the den. His stuldble is artfully trimmed and the smile he
“Well, well, well. So this is what a witch looks like. Can I have one? hefumbles.
“Not this one,” Paul whispers so low I can hardly bear him.
This ŋúan, James, oliviously catches it and his eyes widen as he flashes me another grin. “I see. I guess some wolves have all the 1 Catching my eye, he winks. “If Paul dawsact claim you sweetheart, you lost let me know. I’d be more than happy to-”
The sudden thundering growl that erupts from Paul’s chest wipes the smile from James face. Timmons snickers, stepping past James out the door. “Smooth,
Paul snarls, “That’s enough. Fuck, you guys have big goddamn mouths. You gossip like teenagers,” Paul’s eyes narrow into slits and he hisses, “Whatever your do lames, don’t die. You’re due. I want to be the one to gift you an ass whooping for Christmas.”
Timmons and James laugh, but Paul’s smile is dark and devoid of humor. Despite the joke, I can tell that Paul is furious. That is, if the rocky fleet Paul’s forearms are anything to go by. The way they feel behind my buck and beneath my legs tells me he is suddenly feeling
violent.
Now, I’m not the type of girl that gets off on domineering males, at least I never have been, but somehow Paul’s behavior stirs me in such
way that melts me from the inside out. My come swirls with liquid fire and it practically floods between my thighs. Tightening my core, I will myself to go dry, but there is a sudden tension in Paul’s neck that tells me hes fully aware of my internal struggle, and somehow that makes it worse. The corded muscles go taught hereath my nails and I whimper with embarassment. With a deep, slow chuckle, he gazes down at me and smirks.
He knows. Godde am I that dump? Can he feel it through my pants?
Lightning strike me now please.
“We have to move,” Timmons says.
Paul bites his lip, his eyes sparkling for a moment before he tears his gaze from mine and focuses on what’s ahead.
The moment we step outside behind Timmons, my head is on a swivel can’t see Draco, but just knowing he’s out there somewhere is enough to drive new fear up my spine. A spike of anxiety teases the back of my neck and for a moment my breathing is ragged with terror.
There are only five of them now, And. And the sun is almost up.. he’d be czy to strike at you now.
Jur’re not our unwer.
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snaps, gritting his teeth. “He could”
massed. Fuck I could have gone my whole life without knowing that. I feel so…” I don’t even know what to
Im mortited. Humiliated. Anxious.
“Hey,” Paul says, tiring my chin his way so that he can look into my eyes. He studies me carefully as the SUV races down the street toward the coastline. “You are mine, right?”
my chest, so loud i can almost hear it as clearly as I can hear the car’s engine. “Yes.”
My heart thumps my
His eyes with blue fire as he watches me. “I’m sorry, I just don’t know if I believe it yet,” he says.
I try to jerk away from him, but he doesn’t let me. Instead, he grips my chin and turns my face his way once again. “Fuck you!” I hiss.
He chuckles, dropping my chin to pull my hand onto his lap. His closes my fingers around the thickness of his erection and says honestly, “But that’s not because I don’t want it to be true, I do, I want you. More than anything. I just have to be sure that it’s real, because even if it isn’t, that wont change how much I want you. And I be goddamned if I lose you to my mark.”
