Dannika Dark - Six Months

Would he do anything I asked of him? I remembered our first night together, and yeah, he would.

“Shift.”

He jerked his neck back. “What?”

“Reno, your leg is bleeding and you’re in pain. If shifting heals you, I want you to shift.”

He stepped back, breathing unsteadily as if he’d run a marathon. “My wolf—”

“Won’t hurt me. We’re on good terms and I’m not afraid of him. Please, heal yourself.”

Something wild spun in his eyes and without a word, Reno shifted in a liquid movement of flesh to fur. Standing before me on a pile of clothes was that beautiful wolf with the dark mask on his face. He groaned deep in his throat and I rubbed his soft ears. “Oh, sweet boy.”

When he abruptly shifted back, Reno stood before me naked. I admired his impressive body, feeling a deep yearning to know every part of him. He brazenly reached down and slid his hand between my legs, working me over with skilled fingers. When I moaned, his actions were quick. Reno lifted my left leg and I felt the blunt press of him against my core, anchoring into position. He slipped inside me so fast I made a strangled moan in the back of my throat. I’d never imagined being taken by a man in such an uncompromising and primitive manner.

Reno lifted my other leg and held me against the wall, crashing into me like a violent collision as he went every bit as deep as he did hard. Something wild took hold—I’d never felt so much passion and became consumed by it.

“Look at me,” he said when my head fell back and my eyes closed. “April, look at me when I take you .”

A turbulent power rolled in his voice, and I wondered how he could sound so in control when his body felt anything but. I glanced down and as soon as our eyes met, something happened.

A connection formed that had nothing to do with sex. Feeling him deep inside me while we gazed at each other made it like nothing I’d ever experienced.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Our lips almost touched as we moaned and blew heated breaths against each other. Reno rocked his hips faster and faster until it felt so out of control I cried out. My nails bit into his back and all I could feel was the animalistic passion between us.

His simmering eyes looked wild as they devoured me, pupils dilating each time I let out a gasp. I felt my climax coming on and he must have sensed it closing in fast. Reno’s movements became skilled as my legs clenched against him, a ripple of tension and pleasure moving through me. This wasn’t about control where every move was premeditated. This was carnal desire in the raw.

“That’s it, baby. Gimme everything you got,” he demanded as he drove impossibly deeper. His whiskers scratched torturously against my throat while his mouth journeyed toward my ear—each word a penetration into my fantasies. “Don’t hold back. Jesus… I can feel you tightening around me,” he said in a ragged breath.

My breath caught and every muscle contracted when I came in his arms. Over and over. Reno kept pumping into me, and when my legs began to tremble, he held me firmly in his grasp, hands splayed beneath my thighs. His eyes widened as I gripped the back of his neck and arched my body, caught up in the animalistic desire I felt for this man. Reno let me ride out the wave of pleasure before he stilled.

I blinked away a few bright flashes of light and rested my cheek on his sweaty shoulder. Spent and out of breath, I planted a tender kiss against his skin and felt him shudder as I blew a cool breath of air on his neck.

Suddenly, I felt him move inside me, still fully erect. “Reno?”

“Yeah?”

“You can finish.”

“Nah.”

I lifted my head and looked at him. His hair was somehow smashed in different directions. I didn’t remember doing that with my hands, but I must have.

“What do you mean by nah ?”

He turned to walk toward the stairs, still carrying me. “I like being inside you, princess, but two minutes ain’t nearly enough.”

“Reno?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re coming back down to get my panties and your clothes before they get home, right?”

“Nah.”

I jerked my head back. “What do you mean by nah ?”

“I’m too busy admiring your flowery petals,” he said in a drop-dead serious voice.

I busted out laughing. “Have you been reading my books or are you making fun of me?”

He stopped and his eyes glittered with amusement. “Maybe I’m trying real hard to be the guy in those books for you, April.”

Damn if that didn’t sucker punch me right in the heart.

When a car door slammed, both of us froze.

“My clothes!” I screeched, wriggling my legs frantically until he put me down.

“April!” Trevor shouted from outside. His footsteps hammered up the porch steps and I panicked.

I scrambled toward my clothes and grabbed my pants just as the door swung open. My eyes went wide as I held them in front of me.

But not as wide as Trevor’s.

Then they narrowed and sliced over to Reno. “Guys like you are a dime a dozen,” he began. “You’ll fuck anything in sight. Barely got the door closed and couldn’t wait to get off. Even though she’s hurt, even though she just went through some traumatic shit tonight. You’re a real piece of work, you know that?”

Reno walked coolly over toward us and lifted his pants from the floor, yanking them up. Trevor curved his arm in front of me so that I was behind him.

“Get dressed, April. We’re leaving.”

“Over my dead body are you taking her out of this house.” Reno zipped up his pants, not even bothering with a shirt. He moved so slowly that I got dressed even faster.

“Trevor, please don’t start anything,” I said in a calm voice. “Are you hurt?”

He gave me a sharp glare. “You didn’t look too concerned about my well-being when I walked in the door, babe.”

“Then why don’t you tell me how you healed from a bullet wound?” I said coldly, loudly, putting my hands on my hips.

His nose twitched and he slanted his eyes toward Reno. “You want to know why girls like you are so damn sexy to guys like him? You’re submissive.”

I expected Reno to lunge at Trevor, but he didn’t. That’s when I knew Trevor was right.

“How’s your foot, babe?”

Trevor turned down the small TV in our motel room and crawled into bed next to me, switching off the lamp. After we left Reno’s house, Trevor swung by a gas station and bought a small bag of toiletries for our stay at the motel. It wasn’t the finest digs in town, but it was a step up from some of the places I’d lived in as a small child.

“Are you still giving me the silent treatment? Let’s see, your record is twelve days for beating up your ex after you came crying to me the night you left his sorry ass.”

“Fourteen days,” I murmured against my pillow. “And you did more than beat him up. You terrorized him.”

Trevor curled up behind me and brushed back my hair with his fingers. “I’m sorry I had to pull you out of there, April, but you need to understand that someone like Reno isn’t good for you. Guys like him just don’t give a shit about girls like you, and you’re a gem. You’re like those little glass snow globes your dad gave you—fragile and beautiful. He just wants to keep shaking you up until you’re confused, but once the snow settles, you’ll see he’s still on the outside and not the right guy for you.”

“He makes me happy.”

“You can find someone better to make you happy.”

“It’s not what you think.”

“Nothing ever is.”

I rolled over to face him and stared at his soft lips. It was the one thing about him that no one took notice of, but he had a great mouth. Maybe it’s because his smile was always genuine, never forced or phony, never mean-spirited or mysterious. When Trevor smiled, it was just all Trevor.