Chapter 91

-Maya's POV-

I couldn't stay. Not after what my mother said. The thought of being the reason my father lost his wife, the fear of what he might do to me if that happened... It was too much. I grabbed the twins and got us out of there.

My mother's face was etched with sadness as we walked past her, still locked in a tense stand-off with my father. He glared at the children, making by clutch my hand so tightly her knuckles turned white. Even for Daniel Stone, scaring little kids was a new low.

By the time I got back to Ivan's house, I was already knee-deep in job applications again. Just another day in my life. That's when Iwan walked

1. in.

He looked rough. Dark circles hung under his eyes, and his usual charm was missing. I sighed. "What happened this time?"

He tossed his tie on the nearest chair and started unbuttoning his shirt. My heart hammered in my chest as his toned back came into view. He turned around, a playful smile flashing across his face when he saw the blush creep up my cheeks. But then, as if remembering my question,

his smile vanished.

"There was a fight. My wolves and Alex's pack. We lost five men today. Don't know how many they lost."

A knot formed in my stomach, I thought things had calmed down. Guess I was wrong. This wasn't what Ivan signed up for. He always said he wanted no part of my father's war.

I shoved the laptop aside and walked over to him. "You look beat. Sit."

He hesitated for a moment, then sank onto the bed with a tired sigh. I climbed up behind him, my hands finding the tense muscles in his

shoulders.

He groaned as I applied pressure. The tension slowly started to seep out of him.

"What if..." I started, "What if you broke the merge with my father? You and your wolves could walk away. Let them destroy each other if that's what they want."

dug my fingers

a good fight. Getting primal, letting the beast out, feels good to them."

a dry, humorless sound. "Maybe. But right now, I

above his collarbone. He tilted his head back slightly, surprised, and looked down

climbed off the bed and moved to stand in front of him. Taking a deep breath, I knelt before him, my hand instinctively reaching qut to brush

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Chapter 91

else. Desire. It was a spark, a

wasn't something I usually did. I almost never initiated sex. I would give a subtle look and Alex would understand, it also helped that he liked being in control and why was I thinking about

fingers, emboldened by a newfound boldness, slowly found their way to the buckle of his belt. It was warm beneath my touch. He watched me, his

get some sleep," I finally

face, a hint of amusement dancing in his

sure? Did I know what I was doing? Could I handle it if he did nothing to prevent me from

at I wanted?

from the loop of his jeans. Then I reached for the button at the waistband, not sure how far I was willing to go. My fingers trembled. The material

his breathing deepened as I pulled back the

size but right now that it was in front of me, I physically swallowed. He was big, very big. I ran my

continue. His muscles tightened beneath my fingertips, and his hips moved slightly toward me. Encouraged, I gave him a light squeeze and

touched him again, I

to do this." His hoarse voice sounded in the room

His eyes were wild, glazed with desire, yet they looked like he

I said softly.

might lead but I needed to be certain I could take control. To do so, I had to know just how much I liked being submissive to

found his face strained, his lips parted, his eyes wild and dark with lust. He watched me with intense concentration,

my mouth around the tip of him and licked lightly. He swore and grabbed my hair. I went down on him harder, sucking him into my

thrust into my mouth. One of his hands came up and gripped my head while the other held onto my ponytail. He moved in and out of my mouth roughly. My throat burned with each pass, but I continued

his thighs tighten and knew he was close to coming. He made a strangled noise and then stilled. I kept

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