Page 23 of Hunted Mate
“I am one of the beasts you are trying to find,” I say. “Though, of course, now I’ve told you that, I’ll have to kill you.”
She moves her finger back away from the trigger. I relax very slightly.
“Are you lying to me?”
“About the being a wolf part, or the having to kill you part?”
“Either one.”
“They’re both true, though I won’t hurt you. There’s been enough pain lately. I’d appreciate it if you put the gun down.”
“Show me.”
“What do you mean?”
She wriggles the tip of the gun up and down at me. “You know exactly what I mean.”
Calista
I don’t believe him.
But I want to believe him.
This would be the only thing that could possibly make up for all he has taken from me. And it would make sense, in a sick sort of way. It might even make everything that has happened kind of sort of okay. If this is true, then I might be able to feel like life still has meaning.
Gray starts unbuttoning his shirt, looking at me with an expression I can only describe as wary. He didn’t expect to see me here. He had no idea that I could find him. It’s quite mad, really, how little he thought of me, even after clearly being in my orbit for a long time.
“If I show you my animal nature, there will be no going back,” he says. “None whatsoever. You will be…”
“Stop talking and get undressed,” I say, moving my finger back to the trigger. He notices the small movement and pulls the shirt off his shoulders in one rough movement.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy this power move. I’ve been at his mercy for longer than I realized. He’s been keeping me in the dark, keeping his eyes on me. He’s been coming into my space. He’s been lurking around me. He’s made me small. He’s mademe his victim. And now he’s the one being made vulnerable. He’s the one with a slight tremor in his fingers. I know he hopes I don’t notice.
I do.
I notice everything.
Especially everything about him.
This is the first time I’ve felt a scrap of power since I met him. He deserves this. And worse. I think about what I might do next. I was prepared to shoot him on sight, but I think I’ll let him pretend he can turn into a wolf first, and then, well, maybe I’ll get him to do some other things for me. Make him dance for me, maybe.
Gray shoots me a stern look as I start to smile. It’s probably supposed to dampen my mood, but I don’t care. I am so far beyond giving a damn what I am supposed to do. I know a few things about life that most people don’t get to know this young. I know it can be taken away when you least expect it. And I know that there’s more things in it than can be described to most people.
He pulls off his undershirt, exposing a very muscular, very well-defined body. He’s been hurt before. He’s been carved into by life. If he’s not careful, my bullet will add to the scars and scrapes.
In spite of my cold fury with him, there’s something about this man I find incredibly fucking hot. He’s built like sin, and I know he’s capable of making me feel sexual things I’ve never felt before. It would be a pity to shoot the source of the most incredible orgasms I’ve ever had.
I have never had this much power before. Ever. I’ve always had money. But I’ve never had a man’s life at my fingertip this way. It’s quite intoxicating.
He’s… oh, his pants are coming off too.
“Ripping through endless underwear gets expensive over time,” he says, flickering a little wink at me as he sweeps his boxers down and off, displaying his entire body to me.
Damn. I almost forget why we’re here.
He’s very, very attractive, and seeing his cock hanging thick and long between his thighs reminds me of how it felt when it was inside me. He fucked me so damn hard I felt as though I was someone entirely different. Someone who felt things more deeply, someone knew what pleasure was.
“Don’t just stand there looking silly,” I tell him. “Show me. Or I shoot.”
