think about. Shit, until recently, I wasn’t even sure if I was going to live to see my twenties, let alone any decade beyond that. Don’t ask me to think about babies right now.”
“So, yes on the pills?” he clarifies, grabbing my other arm when I try to shove him back and pinning that, too. “Look me in the face, Bernadette, and tell me you’ve been taking the pills.”
“I’ve been taking them!” I scream in his face, my breathing hard and fast. I am pissed now. If Vic wanted me worked up for the drive-by, well, he’s succeeded. “Not that it’s any of your fucking business; it’s my body. I choose what I grow in it and when and how and if.”
“Maybe,” Victor says, which seriously makes me want to strangle him, “but in any good wolf pack, the female watches the females; the male watches the males. I won’t allow any of the males in my pack to give you a baby until I’ve done it. Do you hear me?”
“Let. Go. Of. Me.” My lip curls up in a snarl as Victor releases me, and I slap him in the face. He rubs his hand over his cheek and grins. “By the way, I respected your wishes at the beach, and I didn’t technically fuck anyone else. Hael and I did, however, masturbate in that fucking Ferrari together. And I don’t regret a second of my hard-won orgasm.” Victor’s teeth clench together, and he looks at me like he reciprocates my feelings of rage. Tit for tat, baby. “And oh god, was it good.” I rub my palm down the front of my body, cupping my pussy through the leather pants and giving my kitty-cat a squeeze. “I came so fucking hard, made that pretty leather seat all wet.”
Victor grabs me by the wrists again and yanks me into him, seething with a hot, unruly rage.
“I’m either going to fuck you right now, or I’m going to kill Hael. You pick.”
“Where’s my crown, Vic? You promised me that. I’m your queen, remember? Start treating me like one.”
“Oh, wife, you have no idea how good I’m gonna give it to you,” he growls back at me, pulling me forward and shoving me over the desk. I can’t hold back my groan as he cups my pussy from behind and squeezes it so hard that I end up wiggling against him. “You want me to treat you like a queen?” he asks, giving a sarcastic laugh. “Well, I’m about to make you come so hard you forget your own fucking name.” I can hear Victor unzip his jeans, and I curl my fingers against the sides of the desk in anticipation. “Hold still,” he commands, voice darkening.
Vic reaches his fingers under the waistband of my pants, and I feel something cool touch my skin. Glancing back, I see that he has a knife in his goddamn hands.
“Victor!” I choke out, but it’s too late. He cuts my pants right down the middle, from the waistband all the way to the crotch, tossing the knife aside and then tearing the fabric apart.
“Let your king show you how it’s done,” he says, and I feel the hot heat of his cock as he teases my folds with it. “I’ll make you forget all about Hael Harbin.” Victor shoves deep inside of me at the same time he grabs my hair and yanks my head back. My hands dig into the sides of the desk as he slams me into it with his hips, hard and fast and desperate.
I feel like I’m being marked.
“Stop that,” I growl, but he just laughs at me again because he knows I’m not serious.
“Call me your king, and maybe I’ll go easy on you?” He sighs as he pumps into me, giving into that wild frenzy that we both enjoy so much. I saw a ton of sex toys in a duffel bag at the hotel, but Vic never offered to try them out with me. He’s too obsessive right now. Maybe later though, I think as his hips hit my ass, and I moan uncontrollably.
I’m sure aaallll the boys can hear me right now.
Victor punishes me with his cock, causing the desk to slide the last few feet across the floor and slam into the wall. At that point, there’s no give, and I’m just drowning in sensation. I can barely breathe since he’s filling me up so good.