Bonds

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

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.

started, “What if you broke the merge with my father? You and your wolves could walk away. Let

another groan, and I dug my fingers a little deeper. Finally, he

merge go, and my wolves…well, they’re not exactly peaceful creatures. They love a good

be another way,” I mumbled, more to myself

“Maybe. But right now, I just want some

exposed skin just above his

he asked, his

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 a stray strand of hair from

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replaced by a flicker of something else. Desire. It was a spark, a

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 that right

was warm beneath my touch. He watched me, his expression unreadable. There was no protest, no movement to stop me.

some sleep,” I finally whispered

face, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes but there was a

I know what I was doing? Could I

at I wanted?

the button at the waistband, not sure how far I was willing to go. My fingers trembled. The material was soft and silky against them. I pushed it aside and eased down the zipper, praying

sound of his breathing deepened as I pulled back the denim to

size but right now that it was in front of me, I physically swallowed. He was big, very big. I ran my hand along the hard length of him,

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

again, I felt

don’t have to do this.” His hoarse

my head to meet his gaze. His eyes were wild, glazed with desire, yet they

said softly. And

I wasn’t sure what that would mean or where it might lead but I needed to be certain I could take control. To do

lips parted, his

harder, sucking him into

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 to hold him fast, reveling in his pain, feeding off