In Reach?

Warning: This chapter contains some sexual content.

I’m standing in his room. It’s bigger than mine, of course. There are a couple of couches on the one side next to the window, around a table. And straight ahead is a king-sized bed, with black silk bedding.

Am I supposed to make myself comfortable? Yes, show him who is in charge. That voice goes at it again.

I make my way to the counter near the couch, and pour myself a glass of bourbon from the crystal decanter on it. I don’t need to pour two glasses, right? No, it’s not like you’re serving him. She’s right.

I make my way to the couch and make myself comfortable, while I take sips from my glass. That’s when the door opens and he walks in. He sees me, closes the door and makes his way towards me smiling. He sits next to me, takes the glass from my lips and downs the last drops.

He leans in to kiss me, but I pull away. It’s not going to be that easy. He looks confused though.

I stand up and take a few steps away, not turning so I don’t face him. I can hear him sigh. “Are you still ignoring me?”

“Who says I was ignoring you?” I look at him over my shoulder.

He sits up straight. “Well, you’ve been avoiding me all night.”

I turn to face him. “Weren’t you the one who did that first when we left here.”

He looks my body up and down. “I just got annoyed when I realized men will be all over you in that dress.” He looks like he wants to tear it off.

“Are you jealous?” I smirk as I take a step closer to him.

“No.” He says too quickly. “I just,…..I just don’t want people looking at you like that.”

“Like what?” I take another step.

He looks up at me, still clenching his jaw. “Like you’re a piece of meat.”

“Don’t you look at me like a piece of meat?” I take another step forward, and I’m in front of him now.

He leans back into the couch to get a better look at me. “ No.” is all he says.

But before I can say something, he speaks again. “So don’t go giving all your attention to those fuckers and ignore me like I’m nothing to you, when we both know that’s not the case.”

I raise my brow. “Oh really? What makes you say that?”

He widens his legs and rests his arms on the top of the back rest of the couch, as he leans back into the couch. He’s smiling. “Why else would you be here?”

I knew this could back fire on me.

“You think I’m here for you?” I say smiling.

His smile drops. “What are you here for then?”

I tug the end of my dress a bit up and sit on him, straddling him. “I’m here for me.”

He looks confused, as he’s resting his hands on my hip and thigh, rubbing circle with his thumb.

“I don’t care whether or not 'you' were annoyed or angry with me.” I lean in closer to his face. He’s leaning in too.

“I’m more concerned about you getting 'me' pissed off.” I lean back as I sit up straight on him.

“What do you mean?” He’s sitting up too, looking up at me and body closer to mine.

I comb my hair with my fingers out of my face and over my one shoulder, exposing the other. I want to give him a reminder of tonight. I can hear him growl lowly at this.

“How dare you be angry at ‘me’ for other men looking at me.” I say angrily as I grind against him. His grip on me tightens as he groans.

“How dare you try to make me jealous with that tramp.” I hover my lips over his. “Do you honestly think I should even touch you when you let someone like her touch you?”

He looks at a loss for words. Perfect. This will make him think more on my worth.

He still doesn’t say anything. I lean back from his face, but he tries to grab me closer by the neck.

But I push him against the back of the couch before he reaches me. “Answer me.” I say firmly.

I can see his eyes glow, and I know both him and his wolf are enjoying this.

“Yes.” He smiles, as he grips both my thighs now, under the dress. “Because tonight, you have my full and undivided attention. I am all yours.”

I raise my brow at this interesting offer. “To do with as I please?” I lean in closer smiling.

He just nods his head as he groans again.

I crash my lips onto his as I grind my body into his with my deep and urgent kisses. I can feel his hands snaking under my dress to get it off. I raise my hips a bit, to help him lift it up my ass, and he pulls it further up and over my head.

I go back to kissing his neck as he’s feeling my body up and down with his hands. His one hand is cupping my breast and the other is gripping my ass. I moan into his mouth. But I need to get him out of his clothes too.

My kisses on his neck are desperate as I try to make my way down to his collar bone, but this bloody shirt is in the way. I slip both hands in its collar and pull at it, so I can get more skin. But I ended up ripping the thing in two.

I don’t know where all of that came from, but I’m more distracted from his exposed chest and that amazing tattoo. I go back to kissing his neck, nipping at that soft spot he apparently also has.

I glide my hands down his rippling chest muscles and unbuckle his belt. I stop kissing him and pull back as I try to get off him. But I hear him groan as he tries to pull me back.

I chuckle at his annoyance. At least now he knows how it feels. He loosens his grip at my reaction and I get down between his legs as I try to tug his pants and boxers off. He helps me at least.

And there it is, standing tall and ready to be mounted. I bite my lip with anticipation. I climb back up on him, unhooking my bra myself. But before he can give my breasts even the tiniest bit of attention, I go back to kissing him.

I want to know how long he can hold out. How much he wants this, how much he wants me. I push my naked body against his as I grind my wet panties against his hard member. I can feel him tugging at the strap of my underwear as he groans into my mouth. But I’m not going to get up to help him with it.

I grind harder, feeling the knot tighten in me. I can’t help but give a moan of my own. But then I hear the sound of cloth ripping, and looking down I see he’s ripped my underwear off. I chuckle at his frustrated look, but I feel a sudden smack on my ass which has me giving a loud and surprised moan. Did he just spank me?

I raise myself with my knees, bringing my breasts up to his face, wanting to feel his attention on them now. He doesn’t waste any time as he takes one in his mouth and gripping the other with his hand. It feels amazing.

I reach down, positioning him at my entrance, and I slam down onto him, getting us both to moan loudly. I’m still not used to his size, but I love the shock it sends through me every time he enters me.

I start grinding him, but the growing knot in my stomach has me riding him now. I hold him at arm’s length so that he’s leaning back into the couch, watching me. I can feel him thrusting his hips up and deeper into me every time I lower on to him.

I can’t help but moan at the feeling. I look at him through hooded eyes and see him enjoying the show.

This is what I wanted. To have him give himself to me so I can have my way with him. So that he’s all mine. “Mine.” I moan into the air as I lean my head backwards.

But he suddenly grabs my face as he makes me look at him again. He looks at me questioningly. He must prefer me watching him.

So I do. I look directly into his eyes as I continue to ride him, feeling my climax nearing. His hand is still cupping my face, and with his thumb on my lower lip, I can’t help but slip it into my mouth. That voice in my head is telling me to suck on it, and I think Liam is waiting for it too as he’s looking at me. So I do. I moan at the salty taste it has.

Liam groans loudly now. No, it’s a growl. I can feel it through my body, and I’m loving the feeling. His other hand is gripping my hip very tightly as he roughens his thrusts in me. He must be close too.

“Ah! Mira.” I hear him groan into the air.

I’m leaning against his shoulders as I try to balance myself, as our thrusting is becoming too rough.

The climax hits me full force and I can’t help but bite on his finger as I moan loudly. This seems to have triggered his own release, as I feel him jerk in me with those loud grunting sounds. My body collapses on to his, exhausted, but slightly still convulsing.

We’re both just breathing heavily, as he holds me against him, with my face in the crook of his neck. We just sit like that for a while, until our breathing calms down, and him still inside me. He’s playing with my hair flowing on my back.

I love this feeling. Just us, alone, as one.

Just as I lean up to get off him, he tightens his old on me, and he gets up. The sudden move has me a bit shocked, and I can feel him groan as he grips my thigh. “Relax.” So I leave my face in his neck and let him do what he’s doing, while I cling onto him.

He leans me down, into his bed as he’s on top of me. The bed is so soft, I relax into it. He gives me a deep kiss, and I feel him pulling out of me. It makes me feel empty, but he’s quick to pull the soft silk covers over our naked and entwined bodies. He pulls me into his chest and I slowly fall asleep as he plays with my hair.