Chapter 35
Zailah
I lazily stretched out, and when I opened my eyes, Remus was facing me but fast asleep. Last night was a surprise, but we were both very calm, and Remus was playful with me. He was nothing like the beast I met a few months ago. I gently placed my hand over his stubbled cheek and jaw. My eyes went to my yellow diamond ring. He might not know it, but he had a romantic heart. His rough ways were a part of him.
“Whatever you're planning, it’s futile,”
he mumbled.
“You have a white hair over here,”
I said as I rubbed my thumb on his cheek. “Do you think your pubes will turn white next?”
His eyes shot open, and he jumped off the bed to run into the bathroom while I lay back on the bed to stretch out.
God, he was so easy to rile up.
“You're such a bitch,”
he said as he stomped back to the bed. It was hard to focus on his face when his big dick was swaying around.
“The politically correct term is she-wolf,”
I said with a grin.
He pulled the covers up and slid back into bed.
“How’s our baby?”
he asked as he pulled me towards him. “Maybe you shouldn't leap the way you did last night?”
I rolled my eyes at him.
“I am more likely to stumble in my human form than my wolf one. Did you arrange for Detective Hamilton to get off my back?”
He nodded.
“I dropped a few words in the right person’s ear,”
he said as he snuck his hand around me to rest it on my ass.
“How do you manage to pull everyone's strings?” I asked.
“Whenever I do business with anyone in the club or the office, I keep evidence against people. I never use it unless they try to fuck me over or if I need them to do something for me.”
“You blackmail people?”
I said in surprise, but I shouldn't have been given how he had initially treated me.
“Such a harsh word. I would like to think that I’m persuasive, and we both benefit from my deals,” he said.
“You do realise that is what the devil does? Makes deals in exchange for a person's soul.”
He gave me a dark smile. “You knew what I was from the beginning, but I think you have a little bit of the devil in you, too.”
“I do at the moment,”
I said as I rubbed my belly.
“Why are you so sassy this morning?”
he said as he climbed over me.
“I’m happy. It’s been a long time since I felt like this,”
I murmured but didn't look at his face.
I kept my eyes on his chest and traced the black wolf. The artist did a spectacular job, and I couldn't deny that I loved seeing my name on his skin. I ran my hands down his hard shoulders, feeling each muscle until I cupped his tight buns.
“I don't feel as angry at the world anymore,”
he murmured before he kissed my lips, and I sighed when his hand massaged my breast. “It makes me want to apologise for what I did to you.”
“I don’t think an apology will cut it. Just keep paying me off with jewellery,”
I said dryly.
When he pinched my nipple viciously, my pussy gushed, and I groaned into his mouth at the pain. My nails dug into his as I pulled him closer and spread my legs to feel his cock.
“Whatever you want,”
he said before he pulled back and lightly licked beneath my lip before his eyes were on mine.
“Why would I be angry when I have such a perfect painslut who takes everything I give her?”
he said as he moved down my body and began to lick my aching nipple.
I put my fingers through his soft, wavy hair and arched my back until he cupped my other breast and squeezed my nipple so hard that I gasped.
“Get on your hands and knees. I'm going to mount you like a bitch,”
he said as he released my nipple. “I think a nice long hard assfuck should sort your sass out this morning. Mmm. Yes, fuck you until you beg me to stop.”
I pushed him back and rolled over so quickly that he began to chuckle. I felt a frisson of excitement when he reached into the drawer.
“My beautiful painslut. Are you going to scream for me? Beg me to fuck your ass harder?”
I closed my eyes as I tried to regulate my breathing.
“Yes,”
I managed to say.
At least he wasn't going soft on me.