Page 70 of Come for Me
I drop Jerry’s body when Alaina pokes at the mindlink, something she’s never done.
“Alaina, what’s wrong? I’m in the middle of—”
She pants and moans.
“Alaina...”I growl, knowing exactly what she’s doing to me.
“I just thought you should hear what I’m capable of”—her breath hitches—“without you.”
She’s trying to prove a point that she doesn’t need me, but her determination is only proving the opposite. My mate’s smart but bratty as hell and she knows if provoked, I always deliver on my punishments. To prove her wrong by defiling her body in unspeakable ways onherterms, she wants to bait me and wants me but only if it means being vulnerable and admitting that she does. Nonetheless, I’ll buy into this cat-and-mouse game.
“Don’t provoke me, little one. We both know what happens when you do.”
“Oh, fuck, this feels so good.”
Sensing she’s on the edge, I close my eyes, trying to regain my composure. While I know what game she’s playing, she’s currently winning. My little mate is apparently well-versed in the art of torture, her silly facade evident but effective.
I’m struggling to keep calm. I belong to my little wolf just as much as she pretends not to belong to me. All this feigning is fucking hard on my self-control. My wolf fights to take and claim her for the world to see. She makes me fucking crazy.I’m fucking crazy.
Needing to distract myself with cries that aren’t hers, I direct my attention back to my victim. I’m amused at his expression when I motion to my men to hold his mouth open and he sees the tent in my pants.
“Why continue to deny yourself? We both know you’re touching yourself to me. Are you going to come for your king, darling? You’re so fucking pretty when you come.”
Her soft moans continue, telling meI’mnow baitingher.
Knowing I’ve won, I stand over the vampire with pliers, and his eyes widen as he begs for his life.
Annoyed at his loss of confidence earlier and that his pleas are drowning out my darling’s, I shush him.
Her breathing quickens, and I know her pussy’s contracting. She’s mere seconds away from coming, and I want her to come with my name on her lips.
“Tell me who owns that little pussy you’re making feel so good.”
“Caleb!”
My heart stops.
I yank out one of the vampire’s fangs, his screams in sync with hers.
The fuck she just say?
My mate had the audacity to speak the mutt’s name. The one I’ve saved against my better judgmentseveraltimes.
Now she’s using it to throw in my face? My mate’s defiance has no limits.
Like Alaina’s moans, my shock dissipates into waves of rage threatening to take over. My wolf claws at the surface to sink our teeth into my disobedient mate’s mark, sucking all words from her until her vocabulary is limited to my name. I can’t correct her now, but I’m already fantasizing about all the ways I’m going to make her eat those words later.
I chuckle and grasp at what’s left of my sanity, trying hard not to kill this motherfucker before gathering information.
I click my teeth. “Oh, darling . . . What a big . . . fucking . . . mistake. I’ll see you soon.”
I close the mindlink. This game has gone far enough.
No more hiding, my queen. It’s time you bowed to your king.
Chapter Nineteen
Alaina
