“You arrogant prick,” she snarled, her eyes filled with outrage. “Egotistical asshole.”
He nipped at her throat, ready to up the ante. His sense of smell told him she was angry but she was also turned-on. Her arousal drifted to his nose, the fragrance succulent and sweet. Bringing his hands around her waist, he plucked the button to her pants. He quickly lowered the zipper and moved back to tug the material down her thighs. As soon as her ass was bared to his gaze he made quick work of his jeans, working the button and zipper loose and bringing the material to his knees.
When she tried to slide free he caught her, cupping her breasts in his hands.
“We’re going to face the pack together. I’m not hiding anymore and neither are you.” He gave the soft mounds a squeeze and pressed his swollen cock to her ass. “But if you want me, you’re going to have to fight for me. Even if the pack accepts our mating, females have the right to challenge you for the position. It’s not going to be easy. You’ll have to take them down to earn your place.” He rubbed his fingers over her nipples and she groaned. “Will you fight for me, baby?”
“I’m not sure.” She trembled beneath him, her wounded gaze relaying her need for reassurance. “Are you worth fighting for?”
Was he? Not really.
He’d let the ball drop over and over again. He’d hurt her. Left her wounded and bleeding out. Then he’d been an asshole, asserting his claim on her, rejecting Diskant’s notion that Sadie should be able to voice her opinion on matters. Thus far she hadn’t had much of a say in things.
No more.
He let her go and brought a hand to the base of his pulsing cock. His sac tightened and a drop of semen leaked from the tip. Bending his knees, he got in place. Her wet heat beckoned, her pussy slick and ready. He guided the head into her channel, grinding his teeth as her cunt accepted his entry and wrapped around him inch by maddening inch.
Fully lodged within her, he stopped.
“I have an idea. This time around you’ll make the choice. I’ll prove I’m worth the risk.” Resting his head on her shoulder, he murmured thickly, “How about I show you what I can give you? You decide if I’m worth fighting for.”
Chapter Ten
Sadie knew she shouldn’t give in. She didn’t need to make things easy for Trey. She was supposed to maintain some semblance of pride, show him she was more than capable of existing in a world that didn’t include him.
Unfortunately the heart wanted what the heart wanted.
All the resistance in the world wouldn’t do her a bit of good. She could try to suffocate her feelings, locking them away so no one could see them. An illusion would be created but she’d know the truth. Like a magician using trickery to deceive an audience, her efforts would be a façade.
You can’t lie to yourself.
She wanted to give him the chance he kept asking for. When she’d lashed out at him earlier she’d been devastated by Ava’s harsh treatment of Leigh. Her friend’s suffering had her acting without logical thought. She’d unleashed her anger in the only way she could, taking her frustration out on Trey. Afterward—when she listened to Diskant and Trey’s argument—she understood and accepted what Ava had done. Nothing would be easy from here on out. With danger from the Shepherds, the threat of Aldon and the possibility the pack might rebel or turn their backs on Trey and Diskant, everyone had no choice but to keep a lid on things at home.
Trey’s cock jerked, his hard, hot thickness spreading her wide. As they were, leaning against the counter, she could feel his weight bearing her down. She loved the way he felt, his large form like a shield around her. She lifted her head, gazing into the mirror. He kept his chin on her shoulder but his eyes were raised, his irises a beautiful shade of gold.
Would she fight for him? Could she?
She thought about the woman who’d tried to get his attention months ago. She’d been so angry and possessive. Using a veil to remain invisible, she’d slapped the woman’s drink, dousing the werewolf bitch in alcohol. Trey’d found it humorous. The woman who’d borne the brunt of Sadie’s wrath hadn’t been as amiable. She’d felt powerful then, proclaiming her hold on Trey even if he hadn’t been aware of it.
Just thinking about another woman touching him, whispering to him, holding him…
A tremor shook her from the inside out.
Of course she’d fight for him.
At this point she’d do anything he asked of her.
She hated entering his mind and absorbing his thoughts. Doing so was the ultimate invasion of privacy. But she couldn’t help herself. She slid easily into his head, gathering information. She’d gained a glimpse of his resolve, his determination to win her over. He wanted her to trust him even though he knew he’d hurt her. Each time she’d eased into his head she’d gotten to hear the things she wanted most. But she’d been terrified to accept what she found as truth. The last time she’d let her guard down he’d betrayed her in the worst way possible.
If it happened again—if she endured heartbreak for another time—she’d be done for.
He kept his eyes on hers and eased his cock from her pussy. She wrapped her fingers around the edge of the small counter, clenching the marbled surface. Goddess help her, she couldn’t look away. The intensity in his gaze—the way he stared at her as though she was the most precious thing in the world—made her eyes burn with tears she refused to shed. He paused, just barely lodged inside her.
“Show me.” Her request came across like a plea but she didn’t care. “Make me believe.”
He returned as gently as he’d left her, tender as his cock eased its way back inside. With a tilt of his chin he swept her hair from her neck. He didn’t stop watching her, kissing her nape. This time he didn’t take her with force. He moved cautiously, drawing out the moment until he was totally sheathed within her. His breath was warm against her throat, his lips soft as he breezed them over her skin.
If he was trying to seduce her, he was doing a hell of a job. She trembled with excitement and anticipation. A familiar tingle settled in her gums. She didn’t try to fight her body’s reaction, parting her lips as her fangs lengthened. Strangely enough, she didn’t have the overriding urge to bite him. Rather she wanted to let him tease her, was eager to see how long he could keep up with this new and unexpected game.
“I’ll give you everything I am. I’ll be whatever you need,” he vowed, moving his hips back, leaving her feeling empty as his cock slid from her depths. “I won’t let you have regrets.” His mouth swept from her neck to her cheek. “I’ll move heaven and earth for you if that’s what it takes.”
“Heaven and earth, huh?” It was difficult to speak and even harder to think, especially like this, with their bodies joined and skin touching. “That’s not going to be easy.”
“If that’s what it takes,” he repeated. “I never said it’d be easy.”
“Even if you have to leave everything you’ve ever known behind?”
Having him so close and saying such sweet things made her head spin. This was what she’d dreamed about as a young woman who’d never been in love. The magic of a stolen moment with a lover she wanted to wake up with each day. The wonder of finding the one person who would make her life complete.
“I didn’t think I could but I was wrong.” He grasped her hip and pulled her back as he moved, filling her again, keeping things slow. “When I thought I’d lost you…” His voice cracked and he cleared his throat. “I tried to convince myself I couldn’t have you because of what would happen if I did. I put the importance of the pack above everything, like I always have. I’d lived that way for so long that when I found you I didn’t do what I should have. There’s no excuse for my behavior.”