“Icompelledyou.” Like my father does to those around him. I took away Wolf’s willpower and forced and answer out of him.
“Yep.” He laughs suddenly. “Gods, love, but seeing you twist yourself up over this is enough to make me feel loads better.” He leans up and presses a kiss to my lips. “If you need my forgiveness, you have it.”
I sigh. “That doesn’t help with your sister.”
“Just sleep with her, too, and it will be a moot point.”
I frown. “Why is everyone so invested in me adding people to the bond? That’s the opposite of what we need if she’s as bad as you say.” Not to mention three bed partners isa lot. I can’t imagine trying to juggle the needs of more, let alone one as volatile as Wolf’s sister seems to be. No matter what else is true of our little group, the caring between us is real. The men’s goes back several human lifetimes. Mine is newer, but no less valid. “Besides, even if I could compel her, it only works in spurts. It’s not something that I can hold to ensure good behavior.”
“I’m joking, love.” Wolf shakes his head. “No matter what else is true, I donotwant to be linked that closely with her. Better to get her agreement to pull this off for us and then to go our separate ways.”
I don’t have answers. I don’t know that I ever have. But we have time and I want to wash away that faintly lost look in Wolf’s eyes.ThisI know how to do.Thisis a way I can help. I cup his face between my hands and kiss him. I start gently, teasing his mouth open and delving inside. For once, Wolf doesn’t immediately take control. He meets my kiss halfway, but he allows me to lead us.
He tastes so purelyWolfthat I moan a little. I nip his bottom lip. “Trade places with me.”
He moves all at once, surging up and lifting me into his arms. I expect him to do as I say, but instead he whisks us into the living room. I end up on my knees between his thighs, staring up at him. “Wolf?”
“Floor’s killer on the knees.”
The small act of caring only drives the desire to return the favor all the more. I slide my hands up his thighs. “I’m taking off your pants now.”
“Don’t let me stop you.” But he’s the one who undoes the front of his pants and lifts his hips so I can work them down his thighs. It takes a little maneuvering to get them fully off, but it’s more than worth it when I reclaim my position with nothing between me and Wolf’s body. He’s so deceptively beautiful. The aura and mohawk kind of shield that truth, but when I have him like this, there’s no denying it.
I can hear Malachi and Rylan still speaking softly in the kitchen. Arguing softly, more like it. I can’t do much about that right now. They’ll argue and debate and eventually come to an agreement on how to deal with Lizzie and the coming confrontation. I’ve given them the map of the compound and I’ll provide any additional information they need, though we all are aware that it’s somewhat outdated, even with Grace surveying the compound from a distance. I can’t do anything to help the plan right now.
But Wolf?
I can help Wolf.
I want my vampire back. I don’t like the brittle look that’s appeared in his eyes. Of the three, he’s always seemed the most untouchable, the one who is carefree and more than a little wild. Right now, he seems almost…human.
“Wolf.” I lean down and rub my cheek on his bare thigh. “Do you know what I would like right now?”
He sifts his fingers through my hair. Not tugging. Not guiding. Just touching me as if the very contact soothes him. “What?”
“I want to take care of you.” He tenses against me so I press a kiss to his thigh. “Will you let me do that?”
“I thought you were going to tell me to fuck your mouth.” He gives a low, strained laugh. “Quite the twist there, love.”
“Is it so shocking?” They’ve taken care of me since we met. Yes, there was some circling on whether they wanted to keep or kill me—at least where Wolf and Rylan were concerned—but ultimately that threat didn’t last long past the initial meeting. They have bolstered me, have encircled me, have lifted me up to make me stronger.
The very least I can do is return the favor.
More, Iwantto.
Wolf shakes his head slowly. “No. Guess it’s not.” He smiles slowly, almost looking like himself again. “Very well. Do your worst.”
“Oh, Wolf. I’m not going to do my worst.” I wrap my hand around his thick cock. “I’m going to do my very best.”
46
Of the three men, I love sucking Wolf’s cock the most. He’s the only one who is more than happy to finish in my mouth if I’m so inclined. Both Rylan and Malachi were always so focused on not missing an opportunity to impregnate me. I might start like this, with their hard length pressing against my tongue, but it never lasted long before they’d lose patience and haul me up their bodies to fuck me.
Wolf alone let me take my time.
I suck him down, keeping my gaze on his face. He watches me closely, gaze almost predatory. I shiver and take him deeper. The power balance here is a knife’s edge between him and me. He could easily overpower me. I hold his pleasure and pain between my lips. I suck hard and am instantly rewarded when he hisses out a breath and lets his head fall back to rest against the couch.
It’s not submission. Not truly. But he’s letting me hold the reins for now.