Chapter 21

"You possibly can't—" His hand went over my mouth as I tried to word my surprise. His large frame towered over me, and the back of my knees met with the sharp sides of the table again.

"I can," A slow smile spread on his face as he whispered in my ear again. "And you don't want to know how."

I swallowed my faltering breaths as my eyes flicked to his. I continued to wonder how it was possible he could smell me, at all. My chest rose and dropped before he slowly parted his rough hand from my mouth. His fingers brushed over my quivering lips, and just as I thought his hand was gone, it wasn't.

His fingers slipped underneath my chin and his thumb rested over it. A tingling urge crawled up my spine from my feet while my gaze locked with his insistent gaze.

What was it with him? I tried to make sense but failed every time.

The time froze as he touched me, not even a second moved by, and I didn't want it to.

His mouth parted, and he leaned in, "I think you owe me."

"What do you want?" I asked, my voice soft, slow, and barely above a whisper. Heat flushed over my face and my chest.

"You."

My heart hammered in my chest. Part of me was clueless about what he had asked for while a hidden part of me knew exactly what he wanted. But why me? The air surrounding me became frigid as his fingers slipped away from my chin and his hand raced down to my waist and then my hips.

Behind me, there was only the table and an empty wall. My breaths were constricted in the small trap he had created for me and even then, I didn't want to run away.

The scent of him, his wolf, was strong and alluring, especially with such a close distance. My eyes trailed lower to his neck and then his chest while he looped his fingers around the hem of my tight pants. They slipped in through the tough elastic and brushed against my skin before he turned me around and pushed me over the bed.

Finally, I breathed.

"What are you going to do with me?" I asked, my chest heaving.

"Whatever I want to," He slipped down my pants all the way to my feet before settling himself between them.

With my head and back resting over the bed, he looked bigger than above me, stronger and packed with vigor.

"A deal is a deal, isn't it?" The corner of his mouth lifted into a seemingly evil grin, but I didn't know what it meant. His arm stretched over me, his hand going around my face before he leaned and forcibly pressed his mouth against mine.

I didn't expect a kiss, maybe something else but not a kiss.

It took me a moment to register his mouth indulging mine. With hesitation, I parted my lips, and his tongue rushed, tasting before he drew his mouth away. And as he drew it away, he bit my lower lip, possessing it before withdrawing entirely.

I stopped breathing again. My sense reeled and everything inside shrieked at what I had been doing. This wasn't the first time and it seemed like it wasn't going to be the last either.

I hadn't forgotten the last time he touched me, near the lake with his fingers buried inside me, ramming in and out till pleasure exploded out of me. It set a new yearning inside me.

"I told you something, devil. I'll do whatever I want with you because your life is in my hands—" I gasped as he pushed his hand into my underwear, and splayed his fingers over my sex. "And if I want to destroy it, I will do it." He continued in a rough, low tone.

I drew my feet across the sheets, drawing my knees up as his finger ran circles over my nub, slowly, arousing me till my hips lifted from the mattress in need of more sensation. My underwear grew damp second by second as pleasure rolled deep inside my belly.

A shaky breath fled my throat, "More."

He chuckled at my request and looped his fingers around my underwear before removing it.

My head turned to the door which was wide open, allowing anyone to come inside and see me half-naked if they wanted to. Before I knew it, Nicholas' hand was over my face, grabbing my attention.

"No one's going to come here." He said, assured, and left the door open.

My heart only continued to race as he unwrapped me like a present—removing my shirt and top, leaving me completely bare. His eyes wandered over my body. The sunlight was hidden as the curtains weren't drawn open but the color contrast of the golden curtains fell over my body, letting him see everything.

He slipped a hand underneath my thigh, lifting it slightly up before he trailed his hand all across my leg, feeling my cold skin underneath his fingertips. I shivered in ecstasy and my breaths raced.

"Don't make a sound." He said before lowering his head between my legs and inhaling deeply.

Alternating sides, he kissed my thighs while his hand roamed all over me, still exploring as if there was no one in this room asides from him, not even me. His tongue slipped along my flesh. My trembling breaths pounded in my ears as his mouth reached to my sex.

I slipped back before my hand reached forward, hoping to stop him before—

He seized my wrist and curled it behind my legs. A quick, quiet growl escaped his throat, forcing me to shudder in fear. "Don't stop me."

I didn't want him to taste me.

"But—" I opened my mouth to retort, but instead my words turned into a surprised moan as the sensation between my legs furthered as his mouth closed around my nub. "Oh..."

He dragged his tongue across my folds and heat before sliding it inside. My back arched, countless moans fleeing my mouth before his hand fastened around my throat. My breaths turned into pants as his hot tongue lapped back and forth against my entrance, thrusting me into a wilder pleasure that I wasn't sure existed.

My insides twitched and my head fell back, over the bed while his hands trailed across my body, holding my breasts stiffly and then my hips while he sucked on my nub, devouring it as if it was my mouth.

I threw my head back and my toes curled while on the edge. Desire filled every inch of me. My bundle of nerves tightened along with my body. I wrapped my hands around him as his tongue flicked my sensitive nub, repeatedly, till I was breathless.

His head tipped back, eyes meeting with mine as he rose a few inches up from the bed.

"Do you want me to choke you?" He asked as his gaze fell over my hands that were fastened around his.

"Yes." I breathed out.

Just as I wanted, his hand went straining around my throat, taking my breath away. My lips parted. He tightened his hold a little more and my head fell back, over the bed. The sound of my heart beating pounded in my ears. My pleasure heightened.

"Do you enjoy it when I've my hand around your throat?" He slipped his other hand through my wet folds and asked. I nodded in response while my hips moved over the bed. His head sank back between my legs before he whispered, "Let's see how long can you hold your breaths."

The heat of his tongue returned between my legs, parting my folds and delving into my wetness again while his hand constricted my breathing, slowly pulling the life out of me, but I only enjoyed it, nearing the edge instantly, forcing me to a point of no return.

My lids fluttered shut and in a span of a few seconds, my insides spasmed and imploded as I finished in his mouth.

Oh, fuck.

I choked on every breath as he pulled his hand away and lifted me back onto the bed. My face, red and hot ached along with my throat and for a moment, my vision blurred.

Before I could fill my lungs with air, Nicholas' mouth covered mine, and the same tongue that had been inside me was now in my mouth. My body went limp against his large one till he parted away.

His heavy gaze met with mine. "Don't make me find you anywhere but in your room again." He warned, suddenly a threat in his tone.

"If the consequences are the same, you'll find me everywhere." I grinned.

He stepped down from the bed and his shoulders straightened back while his entire demeanor shifted. The lust made his eyes dark but they weren't anymore.

"Change and meet me outside by four."

I sat back against the headboard, only my arms covering my body while I had no clue where my clothes were. "Why?" I asked. "Are you going to force me to run ten miles again?"

I didn't want to do that.

I wanted to stay here, on a bed.

With him.

Exploring something else.

"No, something better," Nicholas responded and with that, he walked away from the room.

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