Page 62 of Same Difference
And Dodger, for once in his freaking life, remained silent. He tilted his chin higher, and his glowing eyes cooled as she backed away. Delta turned to find Liam and Nory there. His eyes were on Dodger, while Nory nodded to Delta as she passed.
Another shitty Pack meeting. Another fight. More bloodshed, and maybe the boys had been right when Liam had asked them all to come back to Coeur d’Alene. Maybe the Rogue Pack could never work, but she wanted to try. Even pissed off, she wanted to try.
Her wolf had established territory here. She and Nathan existed here, in whatever capacity they could.
When she wasn’t so angry, she was going to ask them all to step up more. She knew she would.
Right now, she was on the verge of a Change and just needed to get Nathan back in his right mind.
Up ahead, his wolf slowed down and waited for her. It was snowing harder, and she could see the enormous outline of him, and those eerie eyes of his.
Without a thought, she brushed her fingertips up his fur and gripped a patch of still-raised hackles. She kept walking and he kept pace beside her. A few yards more, and the wolf disappeared from her touch. Nathan’s Changes were so fast. A wave of power washed through her and drew the breath from her lungs, and then he walked beside her as if he’d been here all along.
His hand brushed hers, and she looked down to see him stretching his fingers out. Did he feel it too? The tingling where their fingers had barely touched?
The cabin was visible now through the snowfall. Delta sped up to keep pace with him. The scars on his stomach and throat were still red from his fight with Decker, and now he had new gashes on the back of his shoulder, but he didn’t favor it.
Their hands brushed again and without a word, Nathan turned and swung her up against him. Shocked, Delta wrapped her legs around him and pressed her lips to his.
He groaned into her mouth and pushed his tongue against hers, lapping at her as he walked without breaking stride.
His body jerked slightly, and she opened her eyes in time to see the wooden plank from her back door flying off into the yard. He yanked the door open and carried her inside with the force of a tornado. His hand went to her throat as he devoured her, pushing her back, back, back.
Delta’s body was on fire, and all logical thought left her mind. He set her onto the counter in the kitchen and peeled her shirt over her head, threw it on the floor, and reached around her, unsnapped her bra with a quick movement.
Ooh, he knew what he was doing.
She gasped as his lips found her throat, and his teeth grazed her sensitive skin there. He sucked hard, harder, as he massaged her breast in one hand and gripped the back of her neck with the other.
A whine escaped her as he yanked her leggings down her thighs in one smooth motion and threw them onto the floor with her other things.
This was really happening. A wave of excitement consumed her, and she trailed kisses down the side of his neck, tasting him. She bit him. She’d meant to be gentle, but her teeth pierced his skin, and the uttered curse that escaped him was so sexy.
Nathan pulled her off the counter and lifted the back of her left knee, angled against her, and pushed the head of his cock into her.
She threw her head back and moaned as he eased out and pushed into her deeper. The feel of his powerful body moving against her was everything. The house could be falling down around them, and she wouldn’t know. He pushed into her deeper. Deeper.
“Nathan,” she gasped out as he drove deep.
He covered her helpless panting noises with his lips, kissed her until she was dizzy with it. His body rolled against her, and she was already closer.
Nothing had ever felt like this before. It was controlled chaos. It was rough, and primal, and needy.
She took him to the hilt, and he gritted out her name as he started ramming into her. His lips drifted to her neck then to her jawline, to her lips. He released her leg and cupped her face firmly, pounding into her.
God his stony chest felt so good against the softness of her tits. She moved with him, and he was bucking into her faster now.
“Oh my God,” she whispered in desperation. “What are you doing to me?”
With a grunt, he pulled her legs up and wrapped them around him again, walked her to the wall and slammed her wrists above her head. His teeth were on the skin of her throat again, teasing her as he drove his cock deep into her.
She was lost. She was lost to him. There would be no rescue now, no more games. He would own her after tonight.
The cold wooden wall was unforgiving against her back, but just as she noticed it, he yanked her off it and carried her to the couch. He laid her down onto it and locked his arms onto the arm above her head. She was stunned as she opened her eyes and watched his muscular body working over her. His abs flexed with every stroke of his hips against hers. His chest looked like it belonged to a demigod. His scars were perfect. His gold eyes consumed her like an undying fire. His arms were rock-hard as he slammed into her deep. Harder. Faster.
“I’m…Nathan!”
“I’ve got you,” he growled as he lowered his chest to hers and hit an angle of her body she hadn’t realized existed. And she was done. She was gone. She was lost. Her body shattered for him. She cried out his name over and over as the pulses of pleasure washed through her.
