Page 88 of Darling Wildfire
“Fuck you—” she hissed. “I don’t care what happens to yo—” He shoved her head back against the wall again with a growl.
“T—” I said.
“Do you know what happened to the last target we won?” North demanded, ignoring me.
The girl’s eyes watered at the intensity of his grip but she didn’t speak.
“We didn’t take advantage of her so Vetticus came in and shot her in the head.”
Fear flickered across her face.
“What?” She gasped.
“I’ve half a mind to let him do the same with you,” he said angrily.
“No—” She protested.
North pushed away from her and turned to me, his eyes drifting down to my neck that had fresh stitches and a new bandage. It was just a deep flesh wound that had bled a lot and while it would probably scar, it wouldn’t have any lasting problems. It was close and I’ll never forget the way the world slowed down and the frantic look on North’s face when he saw me go down.
“She almost got you killed out there,” he said to me. “I’ll leave the decision up to you.”
“No—please—I’m sorry—” She took a step towards us and North turned back to her.
“You should be begging Nyx to spare you. Maybe apologize to him first.”
She came over and knelt in front of me, clutching at my sweatpants and looking up at me with tears clinging to her lashes.
“I’m sorry—so sorry—” she said in a shaky voice.
I studied her for a moment and contemplated killing her. She’d been a liability out there and we were already putting ourselves in enough danger. But, I was alive. I threaded my hand through her hair, softly at first then tightened my grip, making her wince. I yanked her head back, so she had to lean awkwardly forward to look at me. I leaned down close.
“If you fuck us over again, I won’t stop North from having you killed. Understood?” I said darkly. “Or maybe I’ll just do it myself.”
“Y–yes,” she said in a breathy tone.
I straightened and plucked at her bra strap. “Take off your clothes,” I demanded.
She quickly obeyed and once she was naked, I pushed down my sweatpants just enough to free my cock. I couldn’t deny the adrenaline of fighting made me fucking horny. I stroked my length a few times, getting myself all the way hard while she watched with apprehension.
“Have at it then,” I said.
I kept a firm grip on her head but allowed her to move closer and take me into her mouth.
Fuck yes.The feeling of her tongue sliding over my head before she took me into her mouth was heaven. My eyes shuttered as the pleasure cut through the adrenaline and my muscles tensed in an effort to hold back from ramming my dick down her throat.
Soon her shallow sucking wasn’t enough. My other hand joined in holding her head and I set a brutal pace. Tears streamed down her face as she choked with each thrust down her throat. Her hands gripped my thighs, but she didn’t protest or struggle and took everything I gave her. My lips curled into a snarl as I looked down at her with hooded eyes, taking out my aggression and pent up anger on her mouth.
“Fuck,” I gasped.
Movement drew my gaze away from her and landed on Atlas who’d leaned back on the couch, a dark look in his eyes as he watched me. His eyes jumped up to land on mine. A hungry look and a mischievous smile tipped me over the edge and with another groan I shoved her head down, making her take all of me as I came down her throat, my eyes locked with Atlas before I threw my head back, relishing the feel of her swallowing around my head.
I let her go, and she sat back on her heels, gasping as she choked slightly, swallowing what she could. I looked down at her and ran my thumb over her bottom lip, swiping some of my come. I pushed my finger into her mouth andshe dutifully sucked it off.
“Good girl,” I murmured.
I pulled my pants up and collapsed onto my bed, leaning on my elbows. I looked over at Atlas and flashed him a rogue smile.
“I revise my earlier statement about being an ass guy—I might be a mouth guy.”
