“Yes, it fucking will. I could bend you over right now and sink inside your willing pussy. I can smell the slick dripping down your thighs.”
My clit throbbed, and my puritanical inner voice couldn’t help but berate me.Whore.
What he’d said was absolutely true, but it didn’t matter what my traitorous body wanted. This could not happen again. Even if my stupid hormones begged for his touch.
Dick drunk. That’s what I was. Could you blame me? The things he did with that monster between his legs were legendary.
“Get off me, Kingston.”
“Oh, I’ll get off. Anytime, anywhere you need me, baby.”
I elbowed him in the gut but ended up hurting myself more than him. He let out a soft grunt of annoyance. That’s it? I’d hoped for something more dramatic. My whole lower arm went numb, like I’d cracked my funny bone against a brick wall.
Taking my hair in his fist, he jerked my head back. “Quit sending me mixed signals, Sunshine. If you want to play rough, we can play rough.” He nuzzled my neck right over my mark, making my knees buckle as arousal shot straight through me. Then he growled low in my ear. “But I think after last night that pretty pussy of yours might need to take it easy.”
I shuddered as pleasure collected in my clit, racing there from that goddamned mark. “I can still feel him, you know.”
“My cock? Yeah, Jake has that effect.”
The ache deep inside me was testament to that. But I’d never give him the satisfaction of saying so out loud.
“No. I can feel Noah. He’s still connected to me, just as strong as ever. You might have put your mark over his, but you didn’t do a damn thing to get rid of him.”
Kingston pulled me around. His eyes narrowed with suspicion as he glared down at me. “You’re fucking with me.”
“No, asshole. I’m telling you the truth.”
He shook his head. “It’s not possible. You can’t be mated to different men at the same time. And everyone knows fated mate bonds trump all others. You’re mine.”
“I don’t know what to tell you. But whatever happens next, it’s not going to involve you making some primal claim over me. Now tell me how to get back to the university because I stink of dirt and sweat and... werewolf jizz.”
Emotion flickered in the back of his gaze. Uncertainty, maybe a hint of vulnerability. “If you think you can wash me off you, it’s never gonna happen, Sunshine. I’m inside you. Just like my cum. You’ll never get me out.”
“More like a stain.”
He bared his teeth at that but surprised me by not forcing the issue further. “Let’s see if you can shift on demand.”
“Shift?” I repeated, confused by the change in topic.
“Unless you want to waltz back on campus in your birthday suit?” He raised one perfect brow. “I suppose you could ride on my back. I wouldn’t mind your fingers in my fur.”
Fuck. What if I couldn’t shift? I sure as shit didn’t want to walk onto campus naked. I’d done that once before. And I definitely didn’t want to ride on the back of Kingston’s wolf like we were in some sort of sex parade. That was a line I didn’t want to cross.
“How do I—”
Before the question left my lips, my wolf was right there, waiting for me. I could feel her now, sitting beneath the surface. Ready to come to my aid.
“The last time hurt. Will this one?” I hated how timid my voice was, but I wasn’t like him. Pain for the sake of pain didn’t get me off. Now a good hard spanking delivered by Caleb? That was different.
“The first time always hurts. This will be easier.” He stared into my eyes. “I’m your Alpha. Let me help you.”
“Wait. I want to try it on my own. You won’t always be around. I can’t be dependent on you.”
“But you can. I’m not going to leave you, Sunday.”
“Everyone leaves.”
“I’m not your father, your mother, or that fucking vampire. You’re the one who walked away from me. I’ve never chosen anyone but you.”