Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
When she meets my gaze, her eyes are troubled.
“You need problems to solve. That’s what you’re good at.”
“I feel like I’ve been dropped in the ocean without a floatation device.” She casts a glance toward the window.
“You can have your job back.” I promise it knowing I’m fucking myself. Knowing it can’t possibly work. The moon madness has worn off, but the sense of being split in two still rides me. Things are still on a knife’s edge with maintaining my leadership of the pack.
She’s too smart, though. Her narrowed gaze tells me she also knows it won’t work.
I grasp for another straw, going for her kink. “I will make your life a living hell, little girl. You won’t be able to keep up with my demands.”
This earns me a faint smile. “You kind of lost your teeth when you revealed that you need my pussy to survive.”
I growl at the mention of that particularly delectable anatomy. “Oh, I still have teeth.” I suspect my eyes glimmer with my wolf.
Madi’s body revs back to life. Her pupils dilate, cheeks flush, and I smell the sweet scent of her arousal.
I stand and reach out a hand for her. “I guess I’m going to have to show you that I’m still the boss.”
She takes my hand, but instead of lifting her to her feet, I pull her up and over my shoulder and walk with her to the back of the plane where there’s a fully-enclosed sleep pod. Madi laughs and kicks her legs.
I slap her ass hard enough to get her attention.
She shrieks.
I open the pod and drop her on the neatly-made bed. “Let me show you what happens when you disobey the Big Bad Boss.” I yank off her boots, toss them out of the pod and shut us in together. My cock strains against my slacks.
“You’re not my boss.”
I unbutton her pants and yank them down, along with her panties. “Keep telling yourself that.”
“Oh my God.”
She’s excited. Goosebumps stand out on her arms, honey coats her inner thighs.
“You may own me, Madison Evans, but I will always be bigger.” I pull her sweater over her head. “Badder.” I unhook her bra. She’s now completely bared to me, and I’m fully dressed. “And bossier.”
I roll her over and deliver a flurry of sharp smacks.
“Ow! Oh God! Brick!” She reaches back to cover her ass.
I catch her wrists and pin them behind her back and keep spanking. I know I’m playing with fire–my mate is already disgruntled with me. But I have this sense that if I can bring back some of the challenges she felt from our previous power exchange, it will rekindle that sense of excitement in her.
“Oh my God.” She squirms, humping the bed, wiggling that sweet ass of hers.
My cock is harder than steel, my mouth waters for a taste of her nectar.
“Who’s your boss, little girl?” Her ass has turned a rosy shade of pink. I slap it a few more times then dip my fingers between her legs. “Hmm?”
“I don’t answer to little girl.”
I deliver five more spanks, a little harder this time. “Are you sure that’s how you want to play this?”
Her arousal soaks my fingers when I stroke between her legs, guiding me right into her swollen channel.
“No, sir.” Her voice is small, the words hold reluctance.
“Good girl.” I reward her with quick circles around her clit.
She arches her ass up and moans. “Please.”
“Are you my good girl?” I fuck her with my fingers again.
“Yes, sir. I am your good girl.”
I chuckle. “Does this magic pussy need a good pounding, sweet girl?”
“Yes, sir.”
Fuck. My control snaps. I unbuckle my belt and drop my pants and boxers. “On your knees and elbows, Ms. Evans.” My voice is an octave deeper than usual.
Madi doesn’t move.
I hesitate. Does she want this? The scent of her arousal in the pod is so thick I’m losing my mind.
“You need me to make you, don’t you, Madison?”
She lets out a sound–sort of like a mmh. I’m going to call it affirmation.
“You need to feel your Big Bad Boss’s strength, little girl?” I pick up her waist, lifting her entire body easily up off the bed and arranging her onto her hands and knees. I press between her shoulder blades. “I said elbows.”
“Technically, these are forearms.”
A laugh rockets from my throat, but I slap her ass. “Always sassy, aren’t you?”
“That’s why you love me.”
I climb up behind her. “I do love you, Madi Evans.” I line my cock up with her channel and nudge in. “Do you believe that?” I fist her silky hair in the back and tug gently. “Hmm?” I thrust in deep.
She gasps, her head thrown back. “Yes!”
I thrust in and out of her. “Do you?” I keep hold of her hair, punishing her with my strokes.
“Yes!”
“Because this is more than mating biology, Madi. This is real. Do you believe that?”