I sighed, understanding exactly what she meant. “Mom’s a traditionalist. Not always cool, but hopefully, we can show her a better way. I don’t want my mom to think that just because someone’s human, they can’t be in her family. Like, what if one of my younger brothers falls for a human?”
“I’m still more human than wolf, though.”
I leaned down and kissed her neck, moving my lips higher until I was close to her earlobe. I could feel her body reacting to me. “I could put a little more wolf in you,” I joked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Maddy burst out laughing. “Oh really? Could you?” Her laughter turned to moans as I took her earlobe in my mouth and sucked gently.
She slid her hand onto my lap and kneaded the fabric of my pants, making my cock hard in an instant. My own hands drifted across her body, sliding across the mounds of her breasts, across her stomach, and sliding over her ass. Maddy started tugging at my belt, and in less than a minute, we were naked on the bed, our lips and tongues exploring each other’s bodies.
I lifted her hips and slid under her. With her legs straddling my head, I slipped my tongue into her wet pussy. Maddy groaned and arched her back while I flicked the tip of my tongue across her clit. Lowering her head, Maddy took my cock into her mouth, the warm, slick wetness of her tongue sliding and wiggling across the head and shaft. I sucked in a breath, laying my head back as she worked me.
Her head slid up and down as she fucked my cock with her mouth. She sucked the head. It was like she was devouring me in the most amazing way. I came to my senses and put my lips around her clit and sucked while sliding a finger inside her. She sighed, my throbbing flesh still in her mouth, and nothing had ever sounded so erotic in my life. I clutched her ass with my free hand, pulling her closer and sucking on her clit, engorging it with blood. I could hear her breathing getting heavier as she ground her pussy into my face.
She pulled my cock out of her mouth. “Make me come, Nico. Make me come.”
Not wanting to disappoint her, I slid my tongue into her pussy, fucking her with it as I rubbed her clit with my thumb. I moved faster. She started to tremble, and I could feel her getting close. As she neared her climax, her mouth worked even harder and faster on me. There was a building pleasure deep in my pelvis, just beneath my balls. I couldn’t help myself, thrusting my hips in time with her mouth.
I slammed my tongue into her one final time, and she jerked and spasmed against me. Maddy moaned in pleasure, even as she continued to suck me off. I laid my head back, enjoying the next few moments. She added her hand and sucked the tip while her fingers stroked the length of me. A few seconds later, my eyes bulged, and I gritted my teeth. My fingers dug into the sheets as I erupted. The orgasm was exploded through me. Maddy continued stroking me as I shivered in pleasure beneath her.
MADDY
Something was wrong. I could feel it, but didn’t know how to verbalize it. For days, I’d been moody and easily pissed off. The night before, I’d blown up at Travis, one of my bartenders-something I never did. He’d been carrying a jar of olives out of the back and had slipped on a wet patch on the floor. He’d caught himself but had dropped the whole jar. It shattered, throwing olives, brine, and glass everywhere. I saw it happen, and instead of asking if he was okay, I’d flown into a fit of rage.
“What the fuck, Travis? Do you know how much that jar costs?”
The rest of the staff had turned and looked at me in shock. They’d never heard that type of anger in my voice.
Travis looked confused. “What? Are you serious, Maddy?”
“Yes I’m serious. If it happens again, it’s coming out of your next paycheck. Clean that shit up.”
Travis had gritted his teeth and shook his head, starting to pick up the olives, gingerly watching out for broken glass. He muttered under his breath. “This is bullshit. It was just an accident.”
“I’m sorry?” I shouted across the room. “Is there something you want to say?”
“Nope!” he shouted back, his face flaming with anger.
It wasn’t like me at all. It was like I was watching myself do and say these things, but couldn’t stop myself. I chalked it up to PMS, but it was some next-level monster PMS. I mentioned it to Nico after another situation where I’d cussed a guy out for bumping into me at the post office. Felipe had been with me as my guard and had to pull me out the door because I was ready to fight the guy. He was a solid hundred pounds heavier, and all I could think of was busting his face in.
Nico frowned. “I mean, you’ve been under a lot of stress lately. Maybe that could be it?”
“I don’t know, Nico. I don’t like being like this. Could it be my wolf? Can they cause mood swings and stuff?”
He sighed and leaned against the counter, crossing his arms. “Usually not. There’s some anxiety and things like that. I’ve never heard of anyone getting that mad, or out of control. Maybe you should take a day or two off to relax?”
I didn’t think he was right. It wasn’t his fault. I was an anomaly. None of the other shifters had ever seen or dealt with a dormant wolf trying to push free. She was stirring inside me, and I could feel it. Almost physically feel it. Like her body was right at the surface, beneath my skin. It was disconcerting, to say the least.
That night, Sebastian took me to work, and I went directly to my office. I didn’t want to be around any of the staff in case I had another blow-up. I felt bad enough walking through the building and seeing the look Travis gave me. I’d always prided myself on having a family work atmosphere. I was rapidly ruining that with my behavior, and I didn’t know how to stop it. Fifteen minutes after I sat down, a knock came at the door, and Abi leaned in.
She quirked an eyebrow. “Can I talk to you?”
“Sure. Why not,” I said, closing my laptop.
Abi closed the door and sat in the chair across from me. She clasped her hands in her lap and took a deep breath before speaking. “So, why have you been such a bitch lately?”
There it was. The first person to call me out on it. I groaned and put my head down on my desk. “I’m sorry,” I moaned.
“Seriously, Maddy. What the fuck? I had to talk Travis out of quitting. You treated him like a dog last night. What’s gotten into you? Do you need a break?”
It was the same thing Nico had said. I didn’t like that idea. Ever since the attack, I’d only been working two or three days a week at most. I’d always prided myself on being independent and able to handle anything. Most weeks, I would put in five or six days easy. Sometimes, if someone needed a day off, I’d do seven full days. It was all okay because it was my place, the thing I’d built from nothing. I wanted to be here, wanted to lead my staff. I’d become so codependent on Nico that I was having a hard time differentiating the two of us. Always having one of his friends or brothers guarding me, not being able to do anything by myself…it was starting to become unsettling. I knew I needed the protection. I wasn’t stupid, but I was starting to feel suffocated. That, along with whatever the wolf was doing to my head, was making it tough to think straight.
“You may be right, but I need this, Abi. I can’t drop everything and leave you guys alone.”
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