Chapter 58
EMMA.
The throb of a headache makes me groan as I open my eyes. I press my face into the pillow f
for a while before lifting my head and when I look around. I’m in my room.
I can’t remember how I got here. Or when we even left the club. The last thing I remember is going to puke in the restroom with Elijah following me. I remember having fun for a while then…
1 look out my window, and it’s still dark outside. I swipe my hand across my bed and when I find my phone; 1 turn on the screen and it reads 11:55pm. Only five minutes till the day is over. I sigh and sit up on the bed, pointing my phone towards my body. Realizing I’m still in my party dress, I climb out of bed to change but halt when I hear my door open
Someone walks in and my heart skips several beats when he turns and our eyes meet. The sound of my heavy breathing whit’s through the air as the man who’s been on my mind the entire day stands before me.
“What are you doing here?” Despite the excitement that my heart holds, I don’t show it as the words leave my mouth and Will doesn’t say a word. He merely walks the distance to me, closing the space between us until he’s standing only a foot away, and then he speaks. “You went out.”
“What are you –
“You crossed the border.” He cuts in before I can speak and I drop the hand holding my phone. “I was out with my
“Chut with your friends? Do you know how dangerous crossing the border out of the
friends.”
“Yes, I do!” I snap, my annoyance spiking at the fact that he’s just here to chide me. Just to remind me how dangerous it is to leave the territory of the pack. “I know, and I went with my friends.”
“With your friends!” He scoffs. “Crossing the border is punishable and you should be..”
“Then punish me.” I mumble. “Whatever your punishment is; 13lake it tomorrow, Alpha. If you could —
“You went out like that?” He throws another question before I can finish speaking and my eyes narrow. “What?”
“I asked if you went out like that. In that tight dress you have on. With your cleavage on display and your—”
“It’s none of your concern.” I grind our, irritation clawing at my insides. He wouldn’t speak to me. Has barely looked at me longer than five seconds in three weeks and doesn’t even have the decency to wish me a happy birthday and my choice of clothing to a club is what he’s worried about?
“Emma.” His voice is thick and laced with warning when he calls my name. The sound of it sends a tremble through me, and I let out a shaky breath before daring to close the room between our bodies. The light glow shining through the curtains reflects against his features and I love my breath for second as I stare at his face–his unfairly good–looking face. Why does he have to look so beautiful right now? Why is my stare lingering? Why am I raking it obvious I can’t keep my eyes off him? Why’s my heart beating so loud despite the anger I ought to hold towards him? I hate this man, right? I hate him.
“You should leave before your fiancée finds out you’re gone.” I fail to hide the bitterness in my words and I stare at him a little longer before attempting to walk past him, but Will doesn’t let me. He grasps my waist and yanks me back. “You haven’t answered my fucking question.”
“You have no fucking right to question me. Why do you care what I wore to an outing or what parts of my body are on display? There’s nothing between us anymore, it’s done. We’re over. You’ve lost that right” My voice shudders towards the end of my words and I lower my head, my breathing quickening. “You wouldn’t even wish me a happy birthday”
There’s a brief silence between us, then Will’s hand lifts to my face. He holds my chin up with his fingers and his touch burns against my skin. My heart squeezes and my mouth opens as he lifts my gaze to his, then in the softest voice I’ve ever heard from him, he says, “Happy birthday.”
They shouldn’t. midnight
but those two words dissolve most of my anger. Especially when my head turns to look at the wall clock and it reads exactly
I’m still staring at the clock, a warmth I haven’t felt for a while spreading through my chest when I feel his hands hold my face and before I can blink again, his lips are on mine. My eyes widen in surprise anul a joli of electric shocks runs through me as Will deepens the kiss, his thumbs rubbing my cherks. His mouth feels so good against mite and I want to melt into his kiss, but I can’t. 1 know I can’t, so despite wanting his taste moge than I want my next breath, I push him away. I take a step back and jerk my head. “Don’t.”
He doesn’t listen. Of course, he doesn’t fucking listen. He’s quick to close the distance I put between us and take my mouth again. His hand wraps around my neck and I groan against his lips, my hands lifting to his shoulders to shove hing off ine, but he’s too strong or maybe I’m just not trying hard. As his kiss goes on longer, my restraint slips away and I find my palms spreading across his shoulders. I moan into his mouth as he parts my lips with his tongue, shoving it down my throat.
His free hand falls down my side and I gasp into his mouth when he squeezes my ass before lifting me into his arms. He breaks away from the kiss 1/2
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Chapter 58.
and uses the hand around my neck to force my head to the side as his lips brush over my exposed shoulder. The hand on my neck falls to my chest as he drags his mouth to my neck; biting, licking, and sucking across the skin till I’m completely softened in his hold and my core clenches against my panties.
I have to bite Isack my whimper when Will draws back and his eyes are darkened when he looks into mine. Unable to help myself, I lift a hand to his face and drag a finger across his swollen lips. Will’s lips part when my finger thrusts through the comer of his mouth and my chest heaves as I press my lips to his. A burn of relief settles in my lower abdomen as sparks of pleasure fly through me and I push against his front, my teeth sinking into his bottom lip.
Will forces me back, and the sound of my pants is loud between us as I watch him
you
have fun?” He questions and when I realize he’s asking about the club, I lick my mouth before locking my arms around his neck. “I drank
and danced.”
“Tut was all”
“That was all.” As the words tumble out of my mouth, his lips are back on mine and I sigh into the kiss, my hand pushing into his curls. Goddess, how much I’ve missed this. How much I’ve missed him. How much I’ve missed his mouth and the way he holds me and what he tastes like.
Will presses, a kiss to my shoulders as his hand moves between us and my heart thunders in my chest when he slips the hand inside my dress. A shaky exhale leaves me as his palm moves along my inner thigh and when he’s almost reaching my panties–where I’m already soaked for him–he stops and pulls back. His eyes searches mine as though he’s waiting for me to stop him, but the sense to do that flew out the window the second I opped fighting against his kiss, When Will realizes I won’t push him off, his fingers trace over my soaked panties, and as a soft moan leaves my south, Rose’s words ring in my cars–about how I’m a whore for my stepbrother. About how shameful I am for wanting him despite knowing he belongs to another woman and I wish I could prove her wrong.
I wish I’m not either of those things, but I can’t stop it. I can’t stop wanting him and I can’t stop what’s happening right now. Will has me where he always does–powerless and at his complete mercy, my body begging for his touches and my core aching for him.
I want this. I want him. I’ve never stopped wanting him. And if he’d give me a taste of heaven once again tonight, I shall take it even when I know I
shouldn’t
“You’re drenched, princess. So fucking wet for me. Have you been waiting! I bet you’ve been. The sound of Will’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts and I whimper, rocking against his front as he continues to trace his fingers along my panties, his thumb pressing through the fabric of
the lace.
“Will,” I call his name, silently pleading for him to give me what I want, and when Will holds my gaze, there’s a smirk dancing on his lips Impatient, princess!”
“Please” The word leaves my mouth with zero shame and Will leans in to take my mouth again, swallowing the cry that leaves my throat as he shifts my panties to the side and pushes two fingers into my dripping core.
“Goddess.” I moan when he breaks the kiss and my hand grips his hair tight while the second claws down his back. “That’s right, Princess Ride my fingers. Take what you want Show me how much you want it. Cont my fucking fingers with your juices.” The filthy words that leave his mouth only make the burn between my legs worsen and I roll my hips against his fingers, desperate to draw out the release I feel coming.
“That’s my girl. That’s my naughty girl. Fuck my fingers like it’s my cock thrusting inside your dripping cunt–tearing through the tightness of your pussy”
“Oh Oh, Goddess Yes. Yes I bounce against him, my toes curling into his chest and I let out a cry of his name when Will uses his thumb to rub rny clit. The sound of his digits slicking through my wetness is loud in the darkness and quiet of the night and when Will’s mouth hovers near my car. whispering dirty profanities to me, it isn’t long before I reach my climax and my stomach clenches as the orgasm slams into me, taking my vision and ripping a scream from my lips,
My head falls on his chest and the sound of my heartbeats echoes around us as Will pulls out his fingers before he holds the back of my head with a hand while the other wraps around my waist. “Happy birthday, princess,” I hear him whisper as he strokes my hair and my lips stretch, a smile falling on my face–the Erst easy smile in a while, where my heart flutters along with it. I shut my eyes and move my hands to his neck. I hold him tightly, knowing in a while longer, I’d have to let go and all I’d have left is the memory of what it feels like being in his arms ap
again.
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