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After a few moments of heavy breathing through his flared nostrils, as if I were getting under his skin—good—Davix clenched his teeth. “I’ll take you home in an hour. I have a meeting to attend about your little incident earlier.”
“You’re talking like it’s my fault that a wolf almost killed me.”
Suddenly, Davix captured my throat in his large hand and pinned me to the door. “You don’t fucking get it, do you, Ember? You shouldn’t be walking through the woods by yourself. Not around these ones, not this time of year, and not when the full moon is so near.”
“Is the full moon when you all lose control?” I asked. “Are you going to claim your mate, or are you too much of a pussy like Hazel mentioned to me on the way over here? I heard that she’s, like, a Goddess. Too bad she has a mate like yo—”
A ferocious growl left his mouth, more menacing than I had ever heard. He lifted me into the air with his hand around my throat, his thumb fastened against the crook of my neck. His glare hardened even more, canines now dripping with saliva.
“Watch your mouth, pup,” he snarled.
“Hit a nerve?”
“I’m fucking warning you, Ember. Don’t provoke me.”
I moved my face a couple of millimeters closer, as well as I could while being lifted off the ground and pinned to the wall. “Or what? What is the big bad wolf going to do to me? Leave me unsatisfied, like you did last time? No wonder your mate doesn’t—”
One moment, my toes were barely grazing against the floor; the next, my entire body was flying through the air. I landed face down on Davix’s bed and buried my head into the blankets to hide my smirk.
To be cursed with a short life and blessed enough to get everything I want …
Before I could wipe away the smirk, Davix stepped between my thighs and grabbed a fistful of my hair from behind, lifting my upper body off the bed. He posted one of his arms on the mattress beside me, his bicep huge and swollen.
Warmth exploded between my legs, and I bit back a whimper. Fuck.
“Unsatisfied,” he growled into my ear, as if he didn’t believe my lie. He ripped off my bottoms until I was bare, shoved off his jeans, and crawled up the bed, positioning his head at my entrance. “Cade’s going to be the only disappointment in your life.”
Something about him seemed … different. Less of a dick and more … more animalistic.
More obsessed. More possessive.
In one swift thrust, Davix shoved himself into me. I arched my back and clenched around his huge dick, feeling inch after inch of him sliding himself into me. A low grunt left his mouth, his lips on my ear.
“Oh my God,” I whimpered. “You’re so big.”
He continued to push himself inside of me until he hit my cervix. Then he stilled for a brief moment before pulling himself out and slamming back into me. In and out and in and out. Back and forth. Slow to straight-up brutal with his thrusts.
“This tight little pussy is mine,” he growled against my throat. “Mine!”
My toes curled in pleasure, feet lifting off the ground. I grasped the bedsheets.
He squeezed one of my nipples between his fingers. “Say it.”
When he glided his canines up my neck, I shivered.
“Yours! My tight little pussy is yours!”
With one hand wrapped around the front of my throat, he pounded into me over and over and over again. I dug my fingers into the sheets, tugging up on them to displace all the pleasure rushing through my body.
“Yours!” I cried. “It’s yours. I’m yours! P-please, don’t stop this time.”
He dipped his free hand between the bed and my body, finding my clit. I arched my back and pushed into him, desperate moans leaving my mouth. I didn’t think I’d be able to handle it if he stopped now.
“How does my Little Mate …” he began, murmuring into my ear and trailing off.
Pressure built higher and higher inside my core, and I bucked my hips faster, the ecstasy rushing through my body. Whimpers left my mouth. His canines pressed against my throat. And when they slightly pricked through my skin, my core exploded.
Chapter Twenty-Two
