The Wolf Prince's Fated Heart - Page 86

“Can we go to your penthouse?” she asks instead. “I don’t want to be alone.”

“Sure,” I agree, allowing myself a small smile. “Whatever you want.”

“Thanks,” she says. “How long do you think it will take Garren to get in touch with Tiana?”

“Hard to say,” I reply and stop at the red light. “I’ll keep running F-Rec on both of them. Maybe we’ll get a hit.”

“I just want this nightmare to be over,” Cassie says with a sigh. “I want to sleep peacefully and not have to worry about what I might see the next time I sort through the F-Rec’s footage.”

“You’ll have peace and quiet,” I assure her. “I’ll make sure of that.”

I reach out and pull her hand into my lap. Without thinking, she spreads her fingers and lets me weave my fingers through hers.

A smile pulls at the corner of her mouth.

“It’s kind of magical,” she murmurs. “Or scary, depending on your point of view.”

“I’d argue that it’s just exciting,” I counter with a smirk. “Not to mention promising. I love the slight jolt I get every time my skin touches yours. In fact, it’s become my favorite addiction. Right up there with your lips, tits, and pussy.”

She opens her mouth to say something, but I cut her off. “You can’t deny that you like being touched by me. I can sense it. I can feel the rush of desire that goes through your body every time we come into contact.”

She closes her mouth and pretends to sulk.

I laugh. “I can literally smell your arousal, Cass.”

“Oh, yeah?” she challenges, her lips curling up in a wicked smile. “Why don’t you find a quiet spot and show me a good time in the car?”

My eyebrows shoot up. “Is that a command?”

“Maybe it is,” she replies, one eyebrow playfully raised.

“As you wish, honey,” I tell her and turn the next right, heading away from the buildings of the city center toward quieter streets and parks.

Luckily, the car has tinted windows that hide whatever we’re doing inside.

I turn left, stopping only ten minutes later under a bridge. It’s far away from any signs of life. If someone looks our way, all they’ll see is a violently shaking car.

Cassie’s cheeks are flushed as she watches me pull my belt off and then unbutton my shirt. She licks her lips, following the movement of my fingers. Her body shifts into a seductive pose, finding just enough space in a small car to fit.

“Do you want me?” I ask her as my hand drops to my cock that’s practically pointing up to the roof.

“Hell, yeah,” she breathes, dropping all the pretense and staring at my bulge. “I’m so ready for it.”

I gently touch my erection, squeezing a bit. I feel the tension already, and we haven’t even done anything yet. The bond is affecting me harder than I’d previously realized.

Before, I could go as long as I wanted with no problem. This time, I doubt I’m going to last very long, but I’ll be damned if I don’t make her scream my name first.

I ease the seat all the way back and turn to her, propping one leg in the seat. I’m slowly stroking my cock, making a show of it, just to get her wet and bothered.

A moan escapes her lips, and as her breasts start heaving, I give up my play. I don’t think I can wait one more second.

I reach for her, pulling her onto my lap. I mutter under my breath something about how she should wear skirts instead of jeans, but I don’t let that stop me. Using my claw, I cut a hole in her jeans.

“Graham!” Cassie exclaims, but she giggles. “I won’t be able to get out of the car like that.”

“I guess we’ll have to go to your place after we’re done,” I mutter and pull her down for a kiss.

She lets me explore her mouth as I remove the jean fragments.