The pact, p.37
The Pact, page 37
Surrendering might be the better option, but it’s one I’ll never allow myself to make.
I push harder—it’s not enough. His enormous arms are wrapping around me and we go down.
Bracing for the impact, I shut my eyes. My whole body goes tense. All I feel is a forceful thud against my back. When I open them, I’m looking up at the bright blue sky. He took the brunt of the fall.
I’m about to ask if he’s alright, but he’s rolling me off of him and climbing on top of me.
Wesley’s hand effortlessly pins both of mine overhead and something about this massive man holding me down mixed with the fear of the chase is turning me on.
I squirm beneath him, pushing my pelvis into him. His lids shut momentarily.
Then his mouth is on my bare shoulder, licking a trail until he reaches the spot he wants. His teeth clamp down on my skin and I let out a cry. He releases me immediately. “Too much? Do you want me to stop?”
“If I want you to stop, I’ll say stop,” I push out breathy and agitated that his mouth isn’t still on me.
Wesley doesn’t waste another second finding the spot again and latching on. I can tell he’s bitten me hard enough to leave a mark, but I don’t know if he’s broken skin. When he lets go, he kisses along my neck and up to my jaw. “I want to fuck you more than I’ve wanted anything in my life, blue eyes.” I breathe a sigh of relief. It’s what I want too.
My mouth captures his and I kiss him roughly, biting his lip and drawing blood. He laughs at my eagerness and kisses me back. The taste of metallic coats our mouths and there is something so primal about this, like anything can happen.
No rules.
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WESLEY
I feel her pulse thudding against my fingers where I have her pinned down.
It’s adorable that she thought she’d be able to outrun or outsmart me. Her first mistake was wearing this yellow athletic set. Thea stuck out against all that green.
My perfect little target.
Just when she thought she was in the clear, I grabbed her. That look in her eyes when she realized she hadn’t sensed me coming isn’t something I’ll easily forget.
My cock swells and I know she feels it by the way she pushes her hips up, trying to get closer. I could easily pull both our shorts down and fuck her right now, but I’m still riding the high of the chase. I need more.
Brushing my nose over her jaw and tracing up to her ear, I whisper roughly, “You’re being awful cooperative. I don’t know if I like that.” Thea’s body stills beneath me as she takes in my words. She realizes I want a struggle.
Her breathing speeds up.
“You want me to fight back?” She asks, her voice innocent and curious.
I push my cock into her. “Fight like your life depends on it.”
Now she looks scared. Good.
Suddenly, she thrashes beneath me. Her arms wriggle under my grip and her hips buck as she tries to get an ounce of advantage over me. We both know I’m much too powerful for her to actually win, but I don’t want her discouraged.
I give her an inch, the slightest opportunity. Let’s see what she does with it.
Thea slips a hand free. Without hesitation, she brings her palm across my face. It shocks me more than anything. It shocks her too. My cheek is stinging hot as I see Thea’s eyes widen and her lips part. She’s going to apologize. I don’t want that.
Giving her a wide grin of approval, I make sure she knows she’s doing exactly what I like. “That’s it, blue eyes. Show me what you’ve got.”
Her face transforms from surprise and regret to determination. This time, her thrashing is volatile and I think she might actually have a shot at besting me.
Thea manages to get one of her legs pulled up towards her chest and then drives it right into my dick. Fuck. My hands rush to cradle my crotch as pain radiates like lightning from my balls. She doesn’t stop to make sure I’m okay. That’s my girl.
Sliding her legs out from beneath me, she flips over on all fours. What a beautiful fucking view. She’s about to take off, so I push past the pain and grab her by the waistband of her shorts, keeping her in place.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I drag her backwards. She glances at me over her shoulder and I know from that one look she isn’t giving up just yet.
Thea launches herself forward, pulling me with her. My other hand shoots out to keep my chest from hitting the ground. When I glance up, her waistband is around her thighs. She’s sacrificing them to get away. Despite the pain from her knee to my groin, I feel the blood rush to my cock, making it even harder than before.
Yanking backwards, I hope to drag her closer to me. It only makes her shorts slide lower. They’re around her ankles now. A devious cackle comes from her, making me go rigid. Is she enjoying this as much as I am? Maybe even more?
That’s all the advantage she needs to take off. Thea’s left me with her bright yellow shorts in hand and the sight of her running through the grass in her white thong, ass bouncing with each step.
I lick my lips, hungry for the chase.
My eyes never leave her body, even as she pushes into the woods beyond the clearing.
She’s slowing down, just like she had earlier. It makes me speed up. I jump over a fallen tree and dodge as many clawing branches as I can, although a few slap me across the face. I’ll have scratches to show for it later.
I glance away for a second and lose sight of her. Fuck. Logically, I know she’s here, somewhere. But that emotional part of me panics. She’s in the woods, in her panties, and I can’t see her. What if she gets hurt? What if someone else finds her? The first thought is plausible. The second is absurd. Still, rage surges through me at the idea of another man finding my Thea half dressed.
Coming to a stop, I take a breath to steady my senses. I listen to everything around me. The chirping of the birds, high in their nests. The rustle of leaves in the breeze. The snap of a twig. My head whips to the left, knowing she’s somewhere over there.
I dash towards the sound, hoping to catch her before she gets a second wind. There’s a tree large enough to hide her a few feet away. She’s behind it. I circle it wide, wanting to surprise her, like I had earlier. However, when I round it, she’s not there.
My head swivels in all directions. Where the fuck is she? My heart is racing. This isn’t how it’s supposed to go. I’m about to call out for her when I see it.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see a patch of bright yellow. My instincts take over and I’m prepared to take off after her. Except she’s not running. Thea’s standing there with a rock in her hand. My head tilts in confusion. She tosses it in my direction, as it hits the ground, twigs snap beneath its weight. She fucking got one over on me.
I see the faintest of smirks play over those pretty pink lips as she sees the realization come over me.
“Who’s the fox now?” Thea taunts, cocking a dark brow.
I don’t bother with a comeback. My feet are pushing me towards her. It takes her a moment, but she’s running again. This time, she’s not quick enough. Thea’s ignited a fire under me that won’t be put out easily.
Closing in on her, I reach out and wrap my fingers around her bicep, pulling her back so that she loses her balance. I throw her into a nearby tree trunk, pressing my body against hers. Tracing my hands over her torso, I stop when I get to the hem of her sports bra.
Hooking my fingers beneath the band, I pull it up and over her head, freeing her beautiful tits. My hands cup them as I run my thumbs over her peaked nipples. They’re the prettiest shade of pink, nearly matching her full lips.
When I meet her gaze, I notice Thea’s pupils are blown with desire.
“You think you’re sly, huh?” I crush my mouth to hers, needing to feel her hot, wet tongue on mine. Pulling away, I remind her, “You only got away in the first place because I let you. That won’t happen again. You’re mine and I won’t let you get too far again.”
I’m not sure what I expect from her in response. It certainly isn’t what she says next as she stares at me with all the conviction in the world.
“I’m yours, Wes. Always. And you’re mine. Always.”
Fuck, her words do something strange to me. I’ve let her in more than I’ve let anyone else in a long time, but there was still a thin barrier up. Thea brought it crashing down with that declaration.
My chest aches at what this means for me…for her. You can’t be falling for her, I argue with myself. Although, there isn’t any other explanation for the irrational anxiety at the thought of not having her near me, the savage need to keep her safe, or the intense hunger inside that can only be satisfied by her.
My throbbing cock pulls my attention from the thoughts in my head. Thea’s still looking at me, probably reading all the emotions on my face.
My jaw clenches as I struggle to keep my face neutral. Her shoulders fall a little and the tiniest frown pulls her lips down. She’s disappointed. In me? That I’m holding back? That ache in my chest comes back full force.
It’s too late, I can’t fix it.
Thea drops to her knees in front of me, tugging my shorts down. My dick springs free and the concern over disappointing her flees because the look on her face when she sees it is too distracting.
Her jaw goes slack and her blue eyes slowly lift to mine in astonishment. I know she’s wondering if it’ll fit. I’m wondering which hole she’s concerned about.
Before I can reassure her that it won’t be an issue, she makes her move. Thea grabs the base of my cock as she guides it to her lips. Christ. I’ve fantasized about this since the day I met her. I’ve imagined sliding myself between those full lips, across her tongue, and into the back of her throat. Reality is so much better than any of that.
She pushes me into her warm mouth, slowly. I let her get used to me as I stretch her wide. Fuck, staring down at her, trying so hard to take all of me is too much. My fingers dig into the bark of the tree behind her as I hold back from what I want to do.
Thea’s mouth moves over me, her saliva coating my cock and gathering at the edges of her lips. “You’re doing so good, blue eyes.” She moans around me, the vibration of it makes me push my hips towards her. She gags as I go too deep, but damn, it feels too good not to do.
I almost expect her to give up as her eyes water—she doesn’t. Thea moves over me faster.
It’s too much. I can’t hold back anymore. My hand grips the base of her ponytail and I set the pace. Faster. Looking down at her, I see panic knit her brows as I face fuck her mercilessly. She grabs onto the back of my thighs, clawing into me with those sharp nails.
Tears spill down Thea’s cheeks, making her mascara run, although I know better than to stop. She’ll tell me if she’s had enough. I push deeper into her throat, testing her out. She gags around me. It only makes my cock swell more, if that’s possible.
Pulling out of her mouth abruptly, I admire the drool and inky tears mixing as they drip down her chin. She’s a fucking mess. My beautiful mess. I smile at her and she offers me one back.
Guiding her by her ponytail, I force her to crawl across the ground, to a spot that’s relatively flat and clear, before pushing her legs open with my foot. I kneel behind her, running my hands over the lacy edges of her panties.
Damn shame, I think as I tear the material, making Thea gasp.
“Hey, I just got those,” she huffs as she glares over her shoulder.
I hold up the torn scraps of material and toss it to the side. “I’ll buy you ten new pairs for every pair you let me tear off of you. Deal?”
Her eyes shift as if she’s considering it. “Fine,” she grumbles. She likes this as much as I do, so it’s a win-win for her.
My hands smooth over her cheeks, pulling them apart. I need to see every inch of Thea. One day, I’ll fuck that tight ass of hers, but today I only want her pussy.
I’ve been replaying that night in the theater room over in my head, remembering how she tasted. I need her in my mouth again.
Lowering myself, I spread her lips and flatten my tongue over her. Just how I remembered. I alternate between licking and sucking her clit.
“Wes…” Thea pants out. “Oh, yes, right there.” I fucking love that she’s telling me how she likes it. However, this isn’t how she’s getting off today. Pulling away, she groans in disappointment.
Before I straighten, I inspect her thigh. The bite mark from two weeks ago is gone. That won’t do. I lick up the inside of her thigh until I find the perfect spot. Thea shivers under the gentleness of my tongue and I take satisfaction in knowing what’s coming next.
Sinking my teeth into her, she cries out from the unexpected shock of pain. It’s only temporary. My mouth sucks and bites into her. Those cries turn into moans. I have to force myself to linger on her skin. There’s a war between wanting to leave my mark and needing to bury my cock deep inside her.
Finally, I tear myself away, unable to wait any longer. I pull my shirt off, needing to feel every inch of her skin on mine.
Taking my needy cock in my hand, I tease Thea as I run the tip from her entrance to her clit and back. “Wesley,” she warns. “I have no patience left.” Smirking at her hunger, I love how it matches my own.
Pushing into her, her body tenses under my touch. I wonder if she’s scared it’ll hurt. “I’ll go slow,” I assure. “At first.”
I slide an inch inside. She’s so tight, even after being fucked by Sutton and Cole. “You feel so good taking my cock, Thea.” She whimpers and I’m not sure if it’s from my encouragement or the fact that I’m stretching her out.
I give her another inch. Thea glances back at me, panting and red in the face. I’ve never seen her look so gorgeous.
“I said I don’t have any patience left,” she repeats as she pushes her ass backward, sliding me the rest of the way in. My hands grab onto her hips to steady myself. The move is unexpected and we’re both gasping at the feeling of being connected on the most primal level.
It only takes a moment for me to catch my breath before I’m thrusting my hips into her. If this is how she wants it, I’ll gladly give her the frenzied fucking she’s seeking. My fingers push into her skin hard enough that I know there’ll be bruises later. My decorations on her pretty flesh.
“Fuck, yeah,” she moans out as I pick up my speed. She’s going to have me coming in no time if she keeps this up.
My fingers trace up her back until I get to her shoulders. Gripping them, I slam into her fast and hard until Thea can barely catch her breath.
I drag my nails back down, leaving red lines over her flawless skin. Scratches to match the ones she gave me earlier. Reaching around the front of her, my fingers find her clit. Massaging, I keep a steady rhythm to build towards her release.
Thea drops her chest to the ground. The sight of the deep arch in her back, her cheek pressed to the ground, and her fingers digging into the earth is making me feral. I need her to come. Soon.
“Do you know how crazy you drive me, blue eyes?” I don’t know if she hears me over her own sounds—maybe that’s what gives me the courage. “When I go to sleep, I see you. When I wake, I’m thinking of you. Your scent clings to me all day, making it impossible to focus. And you’ve ruined every shade of blue that isn’t yours.” Thea doesn’t react to my confession. She probably didn’t hear me. That’s for the best, I decide.
My fingers circle that sensitive spot over and over. She’s getting close. Her eyes are closed, focusing on her release. Her breaths come in shallow pants. Her body is tensing under me.
“Oh, yes..yes..yes,” she shouts as I feel her pussy clamp down on my cock. Her body shakes as she comes so intensely that she’s screaming as wave after wave hits her. My cock swells with every noise she makes. I didn’t know Thea had this in her.
Her hand clamps over her mouth to dampen the sound. Anger flares. What the fuck does she think she’s doing?
I fold my body over hers. Reaching out, I grab her by the wrist and twist her arm behind her back. “Those are my screams. I want to hear every single one. Do you understand me?” It comes out harsher than I intend, but she needs to know how serious I am.
Thea nods her head against the ground, soft cries and whimpers escaping instead of words. I want to hear more of those screams. I slam into her as deeply as I can. She responds with a loud yelp. “That’s my girl,” I growl encouragingly.
My body drives into her repeatedly until I feel that familiar buildup of pressure and the tightening in my balls. I’m close. So close. I focus on Thea’s ass, bouncing against me with each thrust and her moans. God, her moans are the best thing I’ve ever heard.
“Wesley, I need you to come inside me,” she pleads. “Please, I need it.” Fuck me. That does me in. My body jerks and I grunt as I spill everything I have deep inside of her pussy.
I finally release her arm and lay my chest over her back.
My lips kiss over her shoulder. Each one sends an aftershock through her body that makes her clench around me. The feeling dances between pleasure and pain. Finally, I get to the curve where her shoulder meets her neck and I bite down hard.
One more mark, in case there’s any doubt that she’s mine.
We lay on the ground for a while, catching our breath and coming down from the bliss of fucking for the first time.
“Why’d you do that? Cover your mouth?” It’s a question I’ve been debating asking for the last few minutes, unsure if I’m making a bigger deal of it in my head than I should.
I look over at her as she shrugs. “I don’t know. I didn’t want to be too loud.”
Grabbing Thea’s chin, I force her to keep her eyes on me. “You can never be too loud. Those sounds…” I pause, trying to find the words. “Just thinking about the sounds you were making is getting me hard again.” Her gaze instinctively falls to my cock that’s beginning to swell from the memory of her screams.
Eventually, we gather up our trail of clothes we’ve left scattered in the woods. I catch her staring at my back tattoo again. I feel bad lying to her about it, however, I’m not the one who’s going to tell her. That’s for Damian or Cole to do.
