Page 97 of Ice Wolf
I’d been so shocked she’d slapped my face with a handful of the white stuff that my reaction time had been slow. Not like me at all.
Now I had her writhing underneath me and it felt damn good.
Even if we were humping on the floor like wild dogs.
The thought kept me carnivorous, the ugly voice inside of me issuing a harsh reminder. Who thought fucking on the floor was sexy?
Why did I have the feeling the location didn’t matter to the stunning lady?
With my hands on the floor, I pushed up so I could enjoy every emotion rolling across her face. Her eyelids fluttered open and closed and there was something so sensual about the way her long lashes skimmed across her cheeks. Which were shimmering both from the mayo and the light in the room.
Arching my back, I lifted my hips until only the tip remained inside.
Every moan drew me in like a vacuum, every lick of her lips making me hunger to ravage every inch of her body. Her anger at seeing the photographs was endearing.
Sadly, they hadn’t been doctored.
I just had no clue how anyone outside the family had gotten ahold of them. My guess was my parents were freaking out. Or they were drinking with their friends, laughing it off as if it was all one big joke. What had consumed me was the fact Lily hadn’t asked me one way or the other whether they were actual photographs or a concoction of evil minds.
The moment I’d seen her face, I’d wanted to protect her from the asshole who’d written the article, even if the jerk wasn’t really a threat. I’d also had such an intense desire to fuck her, I doubt I could have stopped.
With her eyes glassy, she swept her arms over my shoulders, pursing her swollen lips. There was nothing like the feel of her pussy pulsing around my dick. Pulling out, I grinned wickedly before driving into her again.
She threw her legs around me, her muscles surprisingly strong. Using her thighs, she jerked me down, the hard thud making us both laugh. We were a mess, but that added to the fun.
Being able to fuck her in my own house felt right.
How strange was that?
For all the women I had fucked, a far cry less than reported by fans and teammates alike, I’d never considered bringing a single one here. This was way too natural, which added damning credence to my father’s insistence she belonged with me.
Denying the truth any longer would soon become an impossibility.
What then?
Dare I tell her the truth?
Hey, Lily flower. I know you can barely stand me, but I need to tell you something. I’m a big, bad wolf and you’re my mate.
Oh, I could imagine how she’d handle that one. After a brutal slap across my face, she’d run screaming to the hills.
Could I blame her?
Hell, no.
The wave of electric vibrations was jarring. I yanked both her arms over her head, wrapping one hand around her wrists.
“Oh, no, you don’t,” she snapped, immediately struggling.
“Oh, yes, I do. You forget this is my house.”
“And you forget I control your world,” she countered.
I pulled out once again, lifting a single eyebrow as if I was going to hold back on finishing the filthy deed if she denied me the honor.
She laughed, twisting her body to try to toss me off.
Not happening.
