Chapter 33 I'LL DO ANYTHING
DEREK’S POV
“Put me down this instant, Derek!” she screams, her voice ringing in my ears, but I ignore her, holding her firmly while she wiggles in my arms.
Nothing else matters in this moment as I can still clearly smell Damien around her, and with each second, it’s driving me insane.
I wouldn’t be able to process anything she says or anything she does until she is rid of this scent. In the moment, I’m running on pure animal instinct, and my wolf is ready to draw blood, barely keeping it together.
Duty over anything else.
Right now, the focus is to get our mate clean and ready for mating before midnight, then we’ll deal with Damien later.
“You choose a wrong time to get on my nerves, Amber, a very wrong time,” I say, my voice sounding deranged, clouded by rage.
“Put me down, you animal,” she says, and in a millisecond, I connect my palm with her ass, landing a solid slap on it, and she gasps on impact.
“Watch your tone, mate, you are being very annoying,” my wolf speaks directly to her just as we get into the bathroom cubicle and I place her down right under the shower.
She doesn’t hesitate to slap me hard on my cheek once her feet touch the ground. I don’t flinch or react to her slap, and this seems to infuriate her because she begins landing a series of slaps on me.
“You are so horrible, you hurt me – every time, you hate me, and till now I don’t know why, you won’t tell me, no one will. No one talks about it, yet you treat me like trash as punishment,” she says, her voice breaking with each sentence as she progresses from slapping my cheeks to hitting my chest in frustration.
I simply turn on the shower, drenching her with her clothes on, and she gasps at this sudden action. Her stare hardens. I can tell she’s about to cuss me out for the umpteenth time today, but I don’t give her a chance to.
I dip my head and capture her lips in a kiss, and she becomes as still as a statue in response. I run my tongue over her lips, sensually moving her till her back is against the glass, with the water still pouring over us.
She’s stiff and unresponsive for a moment, but doesn’t push me away, which leads me to bite her lips, making her gasp and give me more access to her mouth. I deepen the kiss, tasting her and taking the full reins of my sanity while I re-familiarize myself with the feel of her lip on mine.
Her body relaxes as I wrap my hand around her waist, pulling her closer to myself, close enough that she can feel my erection.
“We need to talk,” she says, breaking the kiss with her eyes wide and her breath shaky. I can’t focus on anything else besides her lips, which move as though sirening me back to them.
“About what?” I ask, but I don’t give her a chance to reply before crashing my lips into hers again and kissing her hard, unable to get enough of her, her taste, the feel of her lips against mine.
Goddess! It’s been so long.
Throughout the day, I’ve been on edge, almost reaching the point of partial insanity with each second I waited for her to come to my room.
The anticipation of having her with me and ravaging her in every possible way, the thought that she might decide to take the high road and force me to kill her, the knowledge that my father would not survive another decade and my pack would be without a true alpha if my induction doesn’t happen and the insane growing jealousy that it was only Damien that could ensure that she comes here, was torture for I and my wolf.
Inhaling his scent off her was just the last straw that broke the camel's back, and I saw red.
Now she’s here, her skin molded against mine and her tongue sliding hungrily against mine while she returns my kiss, matching my fervor and need, and this is all that matters.
I break the kiss this time, giving her a chance to breathe, now trailing kisses down her cheek, spreading my scent over her, as the water washes Damien’s away.
“I want to be treated better–oh, Derek,” she moans once I latch my lips onto her temple, licking my way down to her neck as her fingers push through my hair.
“Okay, you’ll get whatever you want,” I say, meaning each word, before sucking on a spot on her neck, a spot that’s supposed to hold my mark, and her knees buckle.
“Goddess,” she moans. Her voice lights my body on fire as her fingers pull on my locks. “I’m serious, Derek, I want my full rights,” she says, her voice anything but serious, whiny even, but it has me halting and lifting my head from her neck.
I release a sigh, trying to draw on some sense of reasoning, enough to convince her that I’m in my right state of mind.
“I will give you your full rights, Amber. You’ll have your freedom, you have my word,” I say, peering into her eye to portray my seriousness.
I already guessed that this would be her request, and I’m desperate enough to go give this to her. I can think of how to cope with the change later, but for now, I need her to know how serious this is.
“Okay,” she says calmly, lifting herself to stand on tiptoe, and she places a light kiss on my lips, surprising me, then she takes my hand and places it on her stomach, “take me.”
Her words and her actions have me frozen and unable to process as I simply watch her eyes deepen as she smiles at me – actually smiles, something she hasn’t done since we didn’t know our identity, and my heart does a strange flip and then throbs as I feel overwhelmed by her intense stare on me.
She kisses me again, this time it isn’t brief or light, it’s deep, and I can feel the wave of her emotions ram into me, almost has me moving back, but she has her hands locked on my neck now, holding me in place as her tongue probes at my lips, seeking entrance.
I open up to her, and she slides her tongue in and engages mine in a slow, seductive dance that makes me lose my mind in a second.
I pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist, taking control of the kiss, with one hand on her ass and the other on her back, I feel her hands slide down my back slowly and her nails softly caress my skin, further exciting me as I carry her out of the bathroom and back into the room ready to pleasure her till we can’t move a single muscle.
FAST AND SLICK