Page 39 of Explode
“What do you want?” she said, hatred reflecting in her chocolate orbs.
“What do you think I want? I want my wife back, I’m fed up with beingapart from you,” I said, taking another step closer. I expected her to step back, but my Star was always so brave when it came to facing the wolf. She stayed right where she was.
“Well, maybe if you hadn’t lied to me for the last six months, then wewouldn’t have been apart in the first place,” she sneered, a flash of contempt passing over her pretty features.
Guilt twisted in my stomach. While the decision to tell her I wasdead wasn’t my idea, I had to accept my part in drawing out her grief. I hated that I was part of causing her so much hurt, but there were reasons behind the decision, I just needed her to fucking listen.
I took another step forward, but still, she held her ground. “Riley,there’s so much you don’t know-”
“And I don’t want to know either. I don’t want to hear anything fromyour deceitful mouth, so why don’t you get the fuck out of here and leave me the hell alone,” she spat, her nostrils flaring.
“I’m not leaving here, wife, unless you’re with me,” I repliedthrough gritted teeth, my temper beginning to spike at her petulance.
“I’m not going anywhere with you.”
I tipped my head and gave her a wicked smile. “I recall you sayingthat once before, and look how that ended.” The memory of throwing her in the trunk the first time she refused to willingly come with me sprung to mind.
“Get. Fucked,” she hissed, making my temper spike a little bit more. Iwas done with her attitude. Done with her not listening. Done with not having her near me. But before I could do anything about it, she pushed past me. “Fine, if you won’t go,I’llgo.”
I didn’t think. My hand reacted automatically as it whipped out andcurled around her forearm before pulling her back to stand in front of me.
“Don’t touch me,” she hissed as she yanked her arm out ofmy grasp, but I didn’t miss the flash of lust in her eyes at the touch of my hands on her, or the way her breath quickened.
My wife might have hated me, but she also wanted me.
And that was the only sign I needed to put my hands back on her.
Grabbing her hips, I pulled her toward me, but she shoved my chest, trying to make me step back. Of course, it didn’t work. She was trying to move an immovable object.
“Get the fuck away from me,” she bellowed, her eyes wide with rage,but that was never going to happen.
“No.”
“I mean it, Kai, get your fucking hands off me!” She tried to shove meagain, but instead, I moved my hands from her hips and grabbed her wrists before pulling her closer to my chest.
And then I did what I wanted to do from the moment she stormed outof the cellar at Club Sin. I slammed my mouth down on hers, holding her firmly in place by her wrists. She tried squirming out of my grasp, and she refused to kiss me back, but I wasn’t giving up easily. Tearing my mouth from hers, I looked down at her with hooded eyes to find anger swirling in hers.
“Kiss me, my beautiful, stubborn wife.”
“Fuck you, Kai,” she snarled, her cheeks flushed with rage at myaudacity to kiss my wife.
To kiss what belonged to me.
“With pleasure,” I smirked before slamming my mouth on hers againand holding her tighter to me. My cock pulsed to life, it had been too long since I’d been buried in my wife’s sweet pussy.
She fought against my hold, but I refused to let her go. I bit down onher bottom lip, and when she opened her mouth to no doubt tell me to fuck off again, I took the opportunity to sweep my tongue inside her mouth.
She resisted at first. Christ, did she try to resist, even going as far asbiting down on my lip and drawing blood. But when I rubbed my hard cock against her core, something switched inside her. Her frantic attempts to break away from me changed into something else entirely, and before I knew it, she was kissing me back.
Her kiss was filled with her wrath, but she was still kissing me, so I’dtake whatever I could get from her.
Our teeth and tongues clashed in a furious battle, and even though Iwas restraining her wrists, her hands managed to grip my shirt so she could pull me closer, instead of pushing me away. Suddenly, it felt like there were too many layers of clothes between us, and all I wanted to do was feel her naked body pressed against mine.
But I didn’t have the time or the patience to remove our clothes. Ineeded inside of her.
Right now.
Freeing her wrists, I grabbed her thighs and lifted her up, her legswound around my body as I pushed her against the dresser. My cock ached where it was pressed against my zipper, and keeping one hand on her ass, I used the other to unzip my pants and pull my cock free.
