by Morgan Fox
“Stop this!” Dominic roared, reaching toward the boy only to have him take a step back, his eyes still focused on Lilly. God, she was going to have the boy kill himself, and he wasn’t going to be able to do anything about it.
“How many times do I have to tell you, lycan? He’s under my power and will do whatever I say.” She pierced him with her wicked gaze. “Now, shut up and watch or I will find your pretty little mate and finish what I started with her earlier.”
Dominic froze. The mention of his mate had his fists balling at his sides and fury burning in his belly. “You won’t get your hands on her again,” he said with a thunderous growl ripping from his chest.
Smiling, she said simply, “Oh, but I will.”
Never had Dominic felt so helpless. He had to do something, but what could he do?
She returned her attention back to Tommy. “Wrap the wire around your neck,” she demanded, the bright whites of her sharp teeth gleaming at him in the darkness. Her power burned over him like scolding water. “Slowly begin tightening the wire.”
His mind was on fire with the need to help Tommy. “What are you doing? You don’t have to do this. He’s just a kid,” Dominic hollered, his feet still glued to the pavement where he stood, unable to move to stop the kid from hurting himself. It still hadn’t stopped Dominic from trying, twisting his arms around, trying with all his might to grab the wire form the kids hands. A warm burst of wind slammed against Dominic’s chest, the harrowing sound of violent screams pummeling inside his brain as a blinding white light erupted from behind his eyes. If he could’ve dropped to his knees and cried like a baby, he would have.
Lilly stepped closer to him, tsking under her tongue. “See what you made me do. Dominic, darling, if you interrupt me again, I will silence you permanently,” she warned. “Would you enjoy having your cock removed from between your legs with a dull pair of scissors?” She cocked a brow. “No? Then I suggest you shut the fuck up and let me play.”
Without a single word spoken, the kid began squeezing the wire tighter and tighter around his neck, slicing through the flesh of his neck like butter. The boy gurgled as the wire began to sever more deeply through the tissue. Within a few short minutes, the wire had gone through all the skin, muscles, and bones of his neck, severing the head from the young wolf’s body.
Tommy had killed himself because Lilly had compelled him to do so.
Dominic stood, mouth open at the horror he’d just witnessed. Unaffected, she strolled over and picked up the young wolf’s head by his blond spiky hair. “Now, we’ll always remember him as an obedient wolf.” She laughed hard as if hearing the most humorous joke. She tossed the boy’s head to the ground, and it rolled a few feet in front of Dominic.
“You’re a monster,” he said, the taste of bile thick in the back of his throat. “You’re an evil bitch and deserve to be slaughtered.”
She inclined her head in his direction. “Are you the one that’s going to kill me, Dominic? Are you the one who’s going to show me true justice?”
Grinding his teeth together, he knew he wasn’t powerful enough to kill her. He had no supernatural powers other than the strength of the beast. He would need reinforcements to take out the crazy bloodsucker. “Why? Why did you have to kill the boy? He was of no threat to you.”
“No,” she snapped. “He wasn’t, but he was someone you wished to help, and as I told your mate, I will track down and kill everyone your pack holds dear. I’m going to make you all regret your little Wolf Princess ever came into your lives. She killed my Mason, so I will kill all of you.”
Pure, vile hate swelled in his stomach, swirled like bubbling acid, churning with the force of a hurricane. He wanted a chance to kill her, had to stop her from hurting his kind, tracking down his mate and everyone else in his pack. He couldn’t let her get away with what she had done. “Free me and fight me like the beings we are, you and I. Release me from your magic and fight me with real skill. Give me a chance to claw that fucking grin off your face.”
She laughed hard, her hands digging into her hips. “You aren’t afraid I’ll infect you? By now you must know that it’s my blood that holds the secret to the virus infecting your kind.”
On a breath, he closed his eyes and opened them again. “I really don’t fucking care,” he said with a roar. He did care. He just couldn’t figure out another way to destroy her before she annihilated his people and killed his lovely Megan. “The pleasure of killing you would be all the satisfaction I need.”
She smiled. A wicked quirk of her lips told him she had no intentions of fighting fair. The moment his body hit the car behind him with enough force to register as a 6.0 earthquake, he knew he was not going to walk away with his life. At least he had regained the strength of his body, but it didn’t matter because Lilly was heaving his mass around like a ragdoll, crashing him against every object in close proximity. Again and again, she did her worst, throwing him into every vehicle and every solid structure in the area. She was turning him into hamburger, with blood seeping from all parts of his body.
“I’ll give you one chance to save your piss-poor life, Dominic. Join me, become my new partner, and I’ll spare your life. I can show you just how perfect we can be when you take my blood into your body, accept my power as your own. I can give you abilities like you’ve never imagined possible. I might even find it in my heart to spare your precious mate.” She paused, studying him as if he were some kind of puzzle. “As long as she joins us.”
Spitting blood, he groaned, “Fuck you.” Never would he accept such diabolical powers from a vampire or anyone else. He’d seen firsthand what that virus did to lycans, and he wanted no part of it. If he had a choice, he’d keep Megan far away from that hell. If he survived this, he’d do just that. He would protect his mate
Again, she shrugged her tiny shoulders. “Suit yourself,” she said just before she lifted him up off the ground with the power in her mind and tossed him effortlessly through the windshield of a nearby truck only to propel him in the opposite direction, snapping off several newly planted trees along the way to his bone-snapping landing.
Dominic’s lungs squeezed tight as the blinding waves of nausea had him struggling to breathe. With severely punctured lungs, he’d broken almost all his ribs, his arm, and his legs no longer possessed the ability to stand. The damage his body had sustained was massive. Never had he experienced so much pain. Surely, she would grow bored with him soon and just put an end to his misery.
At this point, death was inevitable. He only wished he had had a chance to tell Megan he was sorry he’d fucked up. He wanted more than anything to tell her that he had been in love with her since the moment he’d seen her, and even when she was with Jonah, he wished it were him. If he wasn’t such a coward, he would’ve had that chance to love her, to tell her he loved her.
As Lilly bore down on him, her hands were outstretched as if she planned to blast him with another round of her superhuman power. He closed his eyes, bracing for the final blow that would rob his body of life. Then he heard a familiar voice shifting through the fog of his mind. Ryder O’Laughlin. When he opened his eyes, all he saw was complete and total darkness, a black hole, the cloak of the Grim Reaper himself blanketing him and taking him swiftly into the afterlife.
Delusional with the prospect of death looming over him and the burning of regret slapping him directly in the face, one last thought slipped from his mind, If only I’d had a chance to know Megan’s love.
Chapter Nine
Megan forgot to breathe. Her chest restricted. Her body quivered with unease. She swallowed back the dryness in her throat as she reminded him, “It’s the mating instinct that’s making you feel this way about me.”
“No, it’s not,” Reyes said gruffly.
Her gaze came up and met his. His adamant voice was slightly distressing. “How can you be sure? Have you ever been in love or dealt with mating heat before?”
Rolling his eyes at her, Reyes bit out, “Of
course not.”
Megan arched a brow. “Then how do you know?”
Her body trembled as he held her firmly in his large hands. She gasped at the sudden contact, tantalized by the way his heated gaze penetrated into her with startling wantonness. “Because I can’t stop looking at the way the light emphasizes the multitude of shades that make up the vibrant red of your hair, or the gold, blue, and green that embodies your most breathtaking eyes, or how the thought of being near you just so I can hear your voice warms my soul.”
He released his grip on her arms only to place them on her face, cupping her blood-warmed cheeks in an unyielding hold. His breath tingled across her lips, and she instantly felt compelled to taste him, sliding her tongue deep into his sumptuous mouth.
“Tell me, doctor, can mating heat make you appreciate so much about a person?”
No. Mating heat created the desire for physical intimacies associated with bonding, but there had never been a recorded case of love at first sight. Desire and hunger had always been the primal needs, but not the emotional connection. Generally, those sentimental exchanges came well into the developing relationship between mated pairs. Could she be so fortunate as to have discovered a man who could truly love her and perhaps did already love her?
Staring into Reyes’s electric blue eyes had her mind racing with thoughts she hadn’t pondered with any other man, besides Dominic. Her gaze drifted over the fine lines around his eyes that must have come from years of concentration and worry. Suddenly, she saw Reyes as more than just a protector on assignment to guard her. She saw the vision of a man she had longed to spend her life with. Instinct be damned, she desperately wanted to believe that she was finally seeing things with a clear vision, not a romance enticed by chemistry alone.
The realization of her dreams come to fruition choked her, passions impaled her, pure raw need and hunger blinded her and left her unable to do anything but whisper his name, “Reyes.”
Without another thought, her mouth closed in on his, and instantly, Reyes surrounded her in his arms, pulling her down on top of him. Quickly flipping her over, he pushed her deliciously beneath him, covering her body with his. Hungrily, his mouth continued to work hers with exquisite precision, sucking on her tongue and lips greedily. Reyes kissed her with more savage need than she’d ever felt through a connection so normal, so human. Every nerve ending in her body blazed with currents of electricity, jolting her with more and more ravenous sexual yearning. She moaned, loving the feel of his hands exploring her body. Seeking fingers teased her breasts and plucked at her sensitive nipples. Heat was building between her legs, flooding through her body.
Reyes positioned himself at the apex of her slick center, grinding his hard cock over her tender clit, forcing a shiver from her body with the fever he sent rushing through her. The feel of his cock rubbing over her swollen clitoris was driving her insane. She knew the emotions in her eyes matched his as she grabbed hold of his shoulders, pulling him deeper into her embrace. Wild with need, she arched her hips and continued her mad assault, riding the long length of his shaft, sliding up and down, mocking her longing for penetration.
Groaning, he gently tangled his fingers in her hair, coaxing her head to move the way he wanted so he could procure her lips more fully, and she couldn’t have enjoyed his possessive behavior more. Begging him to continue, she rounded her back, brushing her erect nipples against the fine hairs of his chest. She shivered.
Every erogenous portion of her body screamed for the feel of his hard, rigged cock. Covetous and lustful, she dug her nails into his shoulders. Her thighs glided up past his hips and settled around his waist. Her undulating pelvis and shifting position had his thick shaft slipping tantalizingly through her slick folds, tormenting her needy pussy. The carnal appetite blazing through her turned feverishly rapacious, and she wished he would put an end to her misery. She bucked her hips again and again, driving herself to maddening heights with the need to be impaled on his rock-hard dick.
She burned for the need to have him inside her, never needing something so much as she needed to feel him buried to the hilt inside her wet and hungry pussy.
His kneading hands caressed her breasts. She guided one of his hands down her quivering belly and stopped where her thighs met. Understanding her need, Reyes pressed through the patch of hair, parting the slick folds and swirled a determined finger over her swollen clit. She sucked in a sharp breath as his teasing finger slid inside her cunt where he would discover she was open and ready, as if there were ever any doubt.
Her pussy pulsed around his finger, and she hissed in desperation the moment he inserted another, stretching her, preparing her body for the hard press of his cock. The foreign sensation of his fingers pumping in and out of her had her toes curling, her claws lengthening, canines sharp and ready for playful biting. She sank her sharp teeth into her bottom lip, head falling back against the pillows.
Reyes kissed along the column of her neck, and he nipped lightly at the lobe of her ear as he whispered, “I’ve waited so long for you, Megan. I never realized how much I needed you in my life. I want this moment in time to be perfect for us.” He nuzzled the crook of her neck, brushing his lips over her skin. “I long to ravish you, and I will, I promise, but before I make my physical declaration, you must know that I’ve never cared for someone like I care for you. My feelings for you are real. I’ve never needed another soul like I need yours. I’m lost without you.” He paused, his body becoming very still. “I need you so much. I swear by all that is lycan and human I will remain at your side forever.”
Reyes stared down at her, his shimmering blue eyes darker, swirling with the magic of devotion. His heart was clearly visible in his eyes, a heated blend of wicked fires and wild storms, and something else. Her heart raced as her gaze lingered on his, seeing something far beyond anything she’d ever believed she’d see in another’s eyes.
Her lips trembled as she raised her head to meet his honest and heartwarming gaze. Their bodies molded together, his chest pressed securely against hers, his arms locked around her shoulders. Her heart exploded just as he slowly eased his cock into her tight, wet cunt. He filled her completely, heart, body, and spirit. Every delectable inch of his cock was consumed by her pussy, causing wild and untamed passion to ignite deep in her soul. The connection of their bodies was unlike anything she’d ever felt. Her heart swelled with promise and need, but there was still something missing, and whatever that missing piece in her life was, she was unsure and at the moment unwilling to care.
Even so, pleasure had never been like this. The sensuality of his touch, his kisses, everything about Reyes was unique and amazingly wonderful. She found herself longing for more of it.
His cock thrust inside her with powerful, even strokes, driving deeper and deeper, harder and harder, faster and faster. She was breathless, panting hard from the maddening lust soaring through her mind. The union was an ecstatic sensation that had surprise and a little fear welling in her belly.
Liquid heat bathed her pussy as he cradled her hips, urging her legs farther apart, sinking a little deeper into her heat. Gasping, she arched her back, loving the feel of his dick sliding in and out of her cunt in long, languid strokes. She was desperate to consume everything he was willing to offer her, more kisses, more touches, more of anything and everything that would keep their bodies joined.
His voice was hushed and low, his hands everywhere as he eased back to gaze at her. “You’re so beautiful. I could stare into your gorgeous eyes forever.”
She smiled, melting against him as his words and caresses blended into blissful harmony. Far from used to hearing sentimental affections associated with a man and woman during lovemaking, sharing sweet nothings was a new endeavor for her. Until now, sex had always been strictly physical, but the emotional allure Reyes filled her with left her breathless and slightly giddy. The mixing of tender passions was a euphoric concoction.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she murmured, gas
ping as he drove his cock into her once more.
Reyes fucked her as if every thrust were extraordinary and wondrous. Each time they touched was a cherished moment, forever making them one in both body and spirit. For the first time since her rejection from Dominic, she no longer experienced a feeling of loss or having been forsaken.
The pleasure spiraling out of control, she wouldn’t dare stop it. The fantasy come to life was so perfect, so right. More heat blazed between them. She was close, so close. The throbbing of release held just out of reach, but not for long. She arched beneath him once more, forcing her heels into his firm ass, demanding he fuck her harder and with more aggression. As he slammed repeatedly against her cunt, and a rivulet of sweat ran down his chest, she gasped. The sexy glistening sight of him had her pussy contracting, flooding with more and more fire.
Light erupted from behind Megan’s closed eyes. She was screaming with satisfaction, coming so forcibly her breath sprung from her lungs. She exploded, tears burning the backs of her eyes as the overwhelming sensations of pleasure, contentment, and fear detonated at the surface. Within seconds, Reyes joined her, finding his own release, growling with glorious satisfaction.
While he rested his head on her shoulder, she listened as his breathing slowed. Soft, sweet words used to soothe her fatigued mind parted from his lips, and she quickly discovered she was emotionally and physically spent. “Shhh,” Reyes whispered, rocking and holding her tightly in his arms. The weight of his body supported on his elbows and knees, he still covered her, and she clung to him as if he were the only anchor keeping her grounded to earth.
Sobbing hard, she wouldn’t release her hold on him. The feel of his pounding heart somehow eased her. The feel of his body surrounding hers comforted her, pacified her weary mind. Reyes was paramount in every way. Trying hard to fight the trembling rush of emotions clouding her mind, she inhaled several deep breaths, focusing until she was calm enough to open her eyes.
