Daric sat on the bed and ran his hands through his hair. “Goddamn woman.”
***
As Meredith stomped across the parking lot to the Dirty Bird, she slowly counted her steps, hoping that it would calm her down enough to stop her from doing something stupid. Her inner wolf, however, was going crazy, scratching at her and begging her to go back to Daric.
“Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Bitch!” she growled. “I’m done with you for tonight.”
The she-wolf let out a whine but quieted down. Good.
Walking into the Dirty Bird, Meredith pushed her way inside the crowded room and walked straight to the bar. “Whiskey,” she grumbled at the man behind the bar.
“A shot?” the bartender asked.
“A fifth,” she replied, slapping a couple of bills on the counter.
The man shrugged, grabbed a bottle from behind the bar and placed it in front of her, along with a glass. “Pace yourself, little lady.”
She grabbed the bottle, unscrewed the top and drank straight up, taking three large gulps before slamming it back down. “I’m not a lady,” she declared.
“Yeah, well, I’m gonna cut you off the moment you start acting crazy,” the bartender warned.
“Fine,” she said. The burn down her throat felt good, and she was already starting to feel the wonderful numbing effects of the alcohol. Exactly what she needed, so she could stop feeling that awful pain from Daric’s rejection, for the nth time in a row. God, I’m an idiot, she thought as she took another swig. Wanting a man who didn’t want her. Who was, apparently, repulsed at the thought of even sleeping next to her. Scratch that; she was the queen of idiots. Meredith, Empress of the Idiots, First of her name.
The alcohol was burning off way too fast, thanks to her Lycan metabolism. She took two long drags from the bottle, her eyes watering as the alcohol burn came too quickly. At least the numbness came back, and she steadied herself as her body began to sway. What was the plan anyway? Get drunk off her ass and then what? She checked her pockets—ah, the car keys were there. Maybe she could sleep in the car tonight.
“Hey there, sexy mama,” a voice from behind her called. She turned and saw a man staring at her. Or staring at her boobs maybe.
“Fuck off,” she said, not really in the mood. “This is a solo party.”
“Oh yeah? You sure I can’t convince you to make it a party of two?” He flashed her a set of pearly white teeth. The man was about her height, with wavy brown hair and brown eyes. Meredith supposed he was handsome, but, ugh. No way. She was horny, but not that horny.
She stood up and faced the stranger. “I said fuck off.” She wanted nothing more than to break the bottle over his head, but not only was that a waste of good liquor, but she didn’t have any more money on her to buy more.
“Hmm…I bet you’d be a little hellcat in bed,” he said and brought his hand behind her to cup her ass.
Meredith instantly reacted, grabbing the man’s hand and then twisting it around. He let out a yelp of pain as she slammed his face down on the bar.
“Crazy bitch!” he screamed. “I think you broke my arm!”
“Just be glad that’s the only thing I broke, asshole,” she said, releasing him. “God, I am so done with men today!” she declared and then grabbed the bottle of whiskey, then walked to the door, pushing it open with all her might. Unfortunately, someone on the other side pushed the door in at the same time, sending her flying back and falling flat on her ass.
“Goddammit!” she cursed as she got up. When she saw who was standing over her, she got even more enraged. “What are you doing here?”
“Looking for you,” Daric replied, raising an eyebrow at her. “Can you not go five minutes without causing trouble, woman?”
She pushed him with all her might. “Get out of my way!” When he wouldn’t budge, she sidestepped around him and ran out the door.
Meredith let the cool air into her lungs, not that it helped calm her down. She stalked towards the car, ignoring the heavy footsteps behind her. Fishing the key fob out of her pocket, she unlocked the door.
“Meredith! Meredith, for God’s sake, stop.” He grabbed her before she could get inside.
“Why the hell did you follow me?” she asked, looking up at him. “Why can’t you leave me alone?”
“Because I can’t stand the thought of you with anyone else!” he roared, pushing her up against the side of the car. “And I can’t bear to think of you hurting because you think I don’t want you.” He gripped her arms, his fingers digging gently into her flesh. “Not when I’ve never wanted anyone as I want you.” He pressed his hips against her, his erection evident.
“Daric,” she gasped, and let out a soft moan as his lips came down on hers in a savage kiss. Unlike their other kisses, this one was not gentle. It was passionate and wild, with Daric driving his tongue into her mouth like he couldn’t get enough of her. Oh God, his scent was that of full-blown arousal, and it was driving her crazy. She wanted to get as close to him as possible, practically crawling out of her skin with need.
“Meredith,” he whispered, and she whimpered when he pulled away.
“Why, Daric?” she asked, gazing up at him, trying to find answers in his sea-colored eyes. “Why don’t you want to have sex with me?”
“Because, min kjære,” he sighed, brushing a lock of hair from her face. “It wouldn’t just be about sex.”
Before she could react, he moved down again for a kiss, and she moaned into his mouth. His hands cupped her ass, lifting her up against him.
“I can’t wait,” she groaned.
Needing no more encouragement, Daric opened the rear door of the vehicle and pushed her inside. He climbed in and closed the door behind him, then crawled over her.
Meredith spread her knees, inviting him to come between her legs. He came down on top of her, and took her mouth again, pouring every bit of himself into their kiss. She cried his name as he dragged his lips down lower. He lifted her shirt, yanking down the cups of her bra and freeing her breasts.
“Yes,” she moaned when he took a nipple into his hot mouth, sucking and gently biting it. “God, you’re a tease.”
He looked up and smiled at her, nipple still in his mouth. A hand snaked between them, slipping under her leggings and panties. “I’ve only just begun.”
A finger slipped inside her, making her hips buck up. Another joined in, and soon, Daric was dragging his fingers in and out her, while his thumb found her clit.
“Fuck!” Meredith moved her hips against his hand, seeking her orgasm.
“Cum for me,” he urged. “I want to feel your sweet cunt grip my fingers.”
Fuck, Daric talking dirty was hot, and it wasn’t long before her orgasm came, crashing over her like a strong wave. Her hips surged up and then crashed down, her ass hitting the leather seat.
“Beautiful,” he declared, leaning down to kiss her.
“I need you, Daric,” she said. “Please.”
“I’ve waited so long, min kjære.” He took his shirt off and then tugged down her leggings and panties in one movement, tossing them away. He lifted his hips, unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them down his thighs.
“Now, Daric,” she demanded. “I need you inside me now.”
He guided his cock to her entrance, and she could feel the swollen head pushing at her. Slowly, he filled her, stretching her, as if making sure she felt every inch of him. She held her breath and bit her lip, waiting for the slight discomfort to leave her body.
“Meredith,” he gasped as his cock bottomed out. Taking a deep breath, he began to move his hips. She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to push him deeper with every inward thrust.
Fuck, it was so good, much better than she’d imagined. Daric’s cock, fucking in and out of her, dragging along the inside of her pussy. Dear God, she wanted to weep from pleasure. She dug her fingers into his back, scraping her fingernails down his skin as he continued to thrust into her.
He eased in and out, ramming
his big cock into her. Taking her. Consuming her. Owning her. He growled in pain as her nails left marks down his back, and he grabbed her hand and thrust it between them, making her touch her clit as he fucked into her.
Daric pumped into her faster, hips fucking furiously as he drove her to the edge. The first pulse of her orgasm burst through her quickly, the scream rising in her throat. She bit down on his shoulder to stop herself, not enough to draw blood but certainly leaving teeth marks. Large hands slipped under her ass, pressing her up closer to him, filling her deeper and another pulse of pleasure zinged through her.
“Daric,” she cried as his body tensed and his thrusts became more erratic and volatile. She felt his cock swell, and then shoot his warmth inside her, filling her up. He continued to thrust into her, and she reveled in the feeling of his sticky cum pushing and flowing out of her, running down her ass.
He grunted and gave one last thrust before collapsing on top her. Planting a quick kiss on her lips, he settled his head between her breasts, his ragged breathing slowly becoming even.
When Meredith finally opened her eyes, she wasn’t sure if five minutes or five hours had passed. Looking up, she saw the windows of SUV had fogged up. Her skin was slick with sweat, and the whole car smelled like Daric and sex. She groaned when he shifted his hips, and his cock slipped out of her.
“We should get to the room,” Daric said, lifting his weight off her. He backed up, opened the car door, and slipped out.
“Jesus,” Meredith muttered, her eyes watching as Daric tucked his cock back into his jeans, and stretched his hands over his head to put his shirt back on. His muscles rippled under his skin, and her gaze was drawn to the perfect line between his pecs, lower still to his flat stomach and defined abs and the delicious V of his hips. A small cry of disappointment left her lips as the fabric of his shirt covered his torso.
“You look beautiful,” he said, grinning at her as she realized that he had caught her staring. Meredith looked down at her body—her lower half bared, her shirt over her chest and tits popped out of her bra. The heated look in his eyes made her blush all over, particularly since he stared at her thighs, sticky with his seed.
With a sigh, Meredith hoisted herself up and grabbed her discarded clothing. She turned away from him and wiggled into her leggings. She heard a groan from behind her, and she turned her head.
“Your ass is perfect,” he growled.
“Thank you,” she said saucily, shaking her ass at him. “I work—” She let out a yelp as his arm wrapped around her waist and hauled her out of the car. Daric hoisted her over his shoulder, like some maiden about to be ravished (maybe he really was descended from Vikings) and began to walk back to their room.
“Daric put me down. I can walk, you know,” she chuckled.
He landed a playful slap on her butt. “Still? I have to do something about that, then.”
She laughed harder, her shrieks of delight ringing across the parking lot.
Chapter Seventeen
The first rays of the sun were peeking from behind the curtain by the time Daric collapsed on the bed and gathered Meredith into his arms. Her soft, plush body molded against his perfectly, and if he weren't exhausted from having sex with her twice more after they got back from the car, the press of her ass against his cock would have stirred him again.
The wicked little she-wolf was voracious, and he found himself matching her sexual appetite. As soon as they got into the room, she demanded he strip so she could admire his body. She pushed him on the bed, and ran her hands over his body, declaring him to be the “hottest fucking thing she’d ever seen.” God, her dirty mouth was a turn-on, but it was better when it was on him. Sucking and licking and teasing at him. He also enjoyed it when she climbed on top of him, taking his cock all the way inside her and riding him like her life depended on it, and falling apart when she came around him.
He woke again, not much later and Meredith had somehow pushed him to the edge of the king-sized bed. Her body was splayed diagonally across the surface, taking up the middle part. Her slim arm was slung over his chest, her messy blonde hair spilling over her shoulders and face, and her head was laying on his chest. There was a small streak of dried drool down the side of her mouth, which was open as she snored softly.
A smile spread across his face. Meredith had never looked more adorable to him than in this moment. His she-wolf. Gently, he nudged her, trying to get more space on the bed, but she let out a protesting moan and wrapped her legs around his torso, her grip like steel.
“Come on, I need some space, too,” he whispered, brushing her soft hair aside.
“No, my bed,” she said. Her eyes remained closed, but the slight smile tugging at her lips indicated she was awake.
“I’m going to fall off the side,” he retorted. “Move over, or I will spank you, my she-wolf.”
One eye cracked open. “Is that a promise? Because you know I enjoyed it last night.”
He laughed and then rolled her over, pinning her body with his. “Yes, I know you did. I’ll have to find some other ways to punish you when you disobey me.” He rubbed his stubble along the sensitive skin of her neck, making her shriek. “Looks like I found it.”
“No…noooo…” she gasped in between cries. “Daric!”
He captured a nipple into his mouth, sucking on the bud. Her breasts were perfect, just the right size for his hands and the large, pink nipples were very responsive. His mouth moved to the other breast, his tongue lashing across the bud, making her moan and push her hips up at his already hard cock. When he finally released her nipples, he moved his hand between her legs and found her already dripping wet.
“Daric,” she moaned. “Again.”
Daric sat back on his heels and then grabbed her right ankle. Instead of hoisting it over his shoulder, however, he flipped her, so she was on her stomach.
Meredith gasped and then lifted that perfectly-shaped ass up at him. “Take me,” she begged. “Now.”
Not needing further encouragement, he grabbed his cock and teased her entrance, spreading the precum on the tip across her wet slit. She let out a grunt of disappointment at his teasing and moved back, pushing herself onto him. Daric suppressed a laugh. His she-wolf was relentless.
He thrust his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt so quickly it made her yelp in surprise. She was slick, tight, and so hot. Her pussy gripped him, pulsing around his cock. Meredith’s body was responsive and sensitive, and he couldn’t think of anything but her and that delicious wildflower scent when he was inside her. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her back, driving as deep as he could with each thrust.
Meredith let out a growl, a real one, and it drove him wild. He bent down over her, pushing her on the bed, fucking into her so hard the headboard slammed against the wall with each thrust. She mewled, squeezing around him so tight as her body wracked with her orgasm.
“Fuck…fuck…Daric…fuck me…your cock is so good…give me...”
That dirty mouth pushed him over the edge again, and his cock twitched as he pumped her full of his cum. She milked every last drop, the naughty little thing, until he was so spent he fell on top of her.
“Woman, you’ll kill me before lunchtime,” he growled as he rolled onto his back.
She let out a throaty laugh. “Lunchtime? That means I have a few hours still.”
“Minx,” he teased, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her against him.
She opened her mouth to say something, but her stomach gurgled loudly. “Whoops…I guess it’s been a few hours since dinner.”
“Well, I suppose we have to eat sometime,” he said, sitting up. “Come, I believe they advertised a free hot breakfast in the dining room. I’m sure we’ll find something to your liking.”
They got dressed and left the room, then headed straight to the small breakfast room in the lobby. Meredith immediately ran to the buffet table and piled her plate high with food.
“What?” she asked as she shoveled s
ome scrambled eggs into her mouth. “I’m hungry.”
He shook his head. “Just don’t choke on your food, min kjære.”
“What does that mean, min kyareee?”
“Min kjære?” he corrected. “It means—”
A ringing from Meredith’s purse interrupted him, and she grabbed the bag, taking out the small cell phone inside. “Hello? Oh hey, Alex. Yeah, we’re good,” she said, nodding her head. “Some clothes? Yeah, that would be great, I’m starting to smell funky. Sure, no prob. See you soon!”
“Is Alex Westbrooke on the way?”
“Yeah, he just left Manhattan. He should be here with the mechanic in two hours he said, depending on the traffic.” She finished her bagel in two bites and then dumped a couple of donuts into her purse. “Are you done?” she asked, eyeing his bowl of oatmeal. “Two hours isn’t much time.”
He chuckled and pushed the bowl away. “We will make do.”
They were laughing and giggling all the way back to the room, but as soon as the door closed behind them, Daric pushed her against the wall of the door, then picked her up to bring her to the shower, where they had another rigorous round of sex.
Meredith was picking up their clothes on the floor, and she took a sniff of his shirt. “Holy satan’s balls, this smells like me. And sex. The SUV!” she suddenly remembered. “Fucking hell, that backseat is going to smell like us fucking.”
Daric exited the bathroom, wearing only a towel around his waist. “Perhaps we could open the windows before Alex gets here.”
“Good idea,” Meredith said. She was about to open the door when she heard a knock coming from the other side.
“Meredith? Are you in there?” Alex Westbrooke’s voice called. “I have your clothes.”
“Holy crap, we gonna have some ‘splainin’ to do, Luuuuuuucy.”
“Who is Lucy?”
“I’ll tell you later.”
***
Meredith quickly opened the door, thanked Alex and grabbed the bag of clothes he had in his hand before slamming the door in his face. She and Daric changed into the fresh clothes and left the room before Alex could get a whiff of the inside.
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