Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
“Brick.” I’m still more than half-scared of him. He’s panting. His eyes are wild. He’s definitely not himself. Probably still dangerous.
“Life or death,” he manages to choke out as he rises above me, his fingers already penetrating me, stroking. “You’re wet for me. Please, Madi. I don’t know if I can hold off the change much longer.”
Life or death. Having sex with me will save this man’s life. Truly, I have a magic pussy. Now I suddenly understand why Brick was so passionate before. How he needed to have sex the moment he walked into the building.
I grip his shoulders. Reach for his dick to guide him in.
He lets out a roar when he sinks into me and starts moving with a frenzy.
It’s terrifying but also delicious. To be so desired, so wanted by a man is a heady experience. “Mark… I have to mark…Madi.” He shakes his head like he’s trying to get control. “I’m going to bite you.”
“Wait… what?” I don’t know what he’s talking about.
“Please don’t freak out. I promise I will make it up to you. I’ll be careful. Won’t go too deep.” He’s already lowering his head to my shoulder, those gleaming canines definitely longer than man-teeth. “It’s the only thing…save my life.”
He has to bite me to save his life.
How can I refuse? “Okay. I understand.” My voice quavers with fear. “Do it.”
He shudders and his teeth sink into the place where neck meets shoulder. I gasp. It burns and throbs like a mo-fo, and for a second I go into shock. But then I realize Brick is in the throes of pleasure. He shakes and shudders, orgasming.
The pain instantly morphs into pleasure. I buck against him, my own unexpected orgasm crashing over me. I wrap my legs behind his back and hold him in against me, my inner muscles squeezing and contracting around his cock. A hoarse cry flies from my lips.
The door behind us flies open, and I hear several people invade the room with cries of alarm.
Brick extricates his teeth from my trapezius muscle.
“Get out.”
Brick
My friends back out of the room and shut the door to give us some much-needed privacy.
I lick Madi’s wound to prevent infection and try to keep all of her body shielded from view as I glare up at my friends.
“Thank fuck,” Nickel says from the other side of the door.
I get it. I was inches away from a painful, silver-bullet induced death. I almost couldn’t find my way back. My human form is exhausted from fighting my wolf. It’s the relief that comes after a long hard battle. An all-out war.
It was only Madi’s beautiful voice that cleared my head enough to shift.
“It’s okay, he’s back.” Eagle says outside the door–probably to Ruby.
I roll to the side and pull Madi into my arms. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I couldn’t stop myself. You saved my life, baby. Thank you so much.”
Her lips tremble, eyes brim with tears. Her face is pale. “Ouch.”
“I know. I’m sorry, sweetheart. It’s a mating mark. I know I fucked up. I fucked everything up. Thank you for coming.”
She pushes against my chest. “I came for Ruby.” She’s still mad at me. It doesn’t surprise me that someone with such a strong will and firm convictions would also be unwavering in her decision to cut me off forever.
But she came. She let me mark her. Her eyes shine with tears, so I know she still cares. Know that this stems from the pain I inflicted, not logic.
“We’re done.” She scrambles away and collects her torn panties and leggings, wobbling as she tries to step into them.
“Madison–Madi. I don’t trust easily. It’s a terrible flaw, I know that.”
She manages to get both legs through the holes and yanks up the combined set, frustrated when the panties wrap around and get trapped halfway up.
“I should have trusted you. I do trust you. You got set up by Aiden, and I believed the worst, but I won’t make that mistake again. Please don’t walk out that door.”
She stops with her back to me, her hand on the doorknob. The wound from my mark stands out, angry and red, the edges still open, seeping a little blood. My need to tend to her, to take care of her, nearly bowls me over.
“Please. I won’t make the same mistake again. Not ever. I just marked you as my mate. Wolves mate for life, Madi. You’re the only woman for me. Please don’t walk out that door.”
She turns and looks over her shoulder, and the uncertainty in her expression guts me. I’m the one who made her so insecure about our relationship. I wouldn’t give her anything but orgasms. I refused to admit she was my mate. Refused to own up to what she meant to me until it was too late. So when the Adalwulfs used her as a weapon against me, we had no foundation to stand on. The shifting sand beneath our feet made it possible for me to believe she’d deceived me.