The Alpha's Toy(30)

“How can you live so far up?” she asked, turning back to look at the window. Heat flooded her body, and she was embarrassed for an entirely new reason.

Zeke chuckled. “Honey, I can smell you all the way over here. I know you want me.” He walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Take your clothes off.”

“What? I can’t take my clothes off.” She spluttered the words out not knowing how to speak a coherent thought.

He left her side and closed the blinds plunging them into a sort of darkness. Her improved eyesight meant she could see him clearly.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“You ask a lot of questions.” He removed his towel and threw it at her. She caught the towel before it hit her in the face.

“You’re not being serious at all,” she said.

“Baby, we’re alone in my apartment, and I want you naked.”

“How can you be thinking about that right now? You’ve got a sister to find and research to look through.” The fight was leaving her as he stepped closer.

“I’ve also got a family who will take care of everything while I spend some time with my little toy.”

Why did she have to respond to him calling her a toy? It was ridiculous, wrong, but he made her melt every time he said it.

He took hold of her shirt, tugging it over her head. Zeke pushed down the jeans she wore. He wouldn’t allow her any underwear, and she was completely naked like him.

Cupping her cheek, he tilted her head back. “This is the only way I can think of to not think about what’s going on,” he said. “My sister has been missing for some time. I’m terrified of what’s going to happen to her. What if she’s dead somewhere, and we’ll never find her?” He dropped a kiss to her lips. She started to shake from his touch. “What if Dani was working for someone else? I don’t know the answer to any of these questions, but there is nothing we can do.”

Closing her eyes, Mary knew he spoke the truth. There was nothing for either of them to do. There was no use in waiting around worrying. Neither of them could do anything.

“What about work?” she asked.

“What about it? I called ahead, and I can do everything I need to do from here with the occasional quick nip to the office. It’s easier sorting everything out here than back in the country. Don’t worry, baby, I’m not going anywhere yet. Your ass is mine, and we’re not going anywhere other than to fuck and spend time with each other.” He lifted her up in his arms. Giggling, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he led them back toward his bedroom.

Zeke was right. She could spend the rest of her life worrying about what Dani and Roger created, or she could experience fulfillment in his arms.

He kicked opened the door, and she was thrown to the bed. Laughing, she squealed as he followed her down. They struggled on the bed. Mary fought him, but Zeke was stronger and more powerful than she was. He pressed her hands beside her head, opening her thighs to settle between.

“I’ve got you. Fight me, Mary.”

She stayed perfectly still disobeying him. His rock hard cock pressed to her stomach. Everything else faded away as she looked into his beautiful dark eyes. He really was a sexy man. Zeke made her feel small and delicate, and all he was doing was holding her down. Her heart pounded against her chest.

Mary watched him take a deep breath inhaling her scent.

“You smell so fucking good.”

“You’ve got a thing for my scent, don’t you?” she asked, smiling. She tightened her grip around his hands wanting to feel every ounce of his strength. He didn’t budge, merely stared down at her waiting. They were in a battle of wills, but she wasn’t intent on winning. No, she wanted to see how far she could push this man who’d taken her virginity. Zeke was more than the man who’d stolen her cherry.

How could he have stolen my cherry when I freely gave it to him?

The situation she found herself in may not have started out freely given, but she’d taken as much advantage of their predicament as he had.

“What’s going on inside that head of yours?” he asked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” She raised an eyebrow much like he had the first time they’d met.

He tugged her hands right above her head stretching her out. “I can do a lot more than get inside your head.”

“You can only hear my thoughts when you’re in wolf form.” She gasped as the hand he released slid down their bodies. Crying out, Mary was a slave to the touch of his fingers as he slid a finger between her slit. His digit caressing over her clit made her want him so desperately. There was no way she could fight the building need within her. Zeke knew how to touch her in a way that drove her crazy and stopped her from fighting him. She’d become exactly what he said he wanted, a toy. Mary wanted him to play with her to bring her body to pleasure so undeniable that it stopped all other thoughts.