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.

the merge with my father? You and your wolves could walk away. Let them

dug

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

gotta be another way,” I mumbled, more to myself

sound. “Maybe. But right now, I just

above his collarbone. He

he

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

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Chapter 91

something else. Desire. It was a spark,

I almost never initiated sex. I would give a subtle look and Alex would understand, it also helped that

way to the buckle of his belt. It was warm beneath my touch. He watched me, his expression unreadable. There was no protest, no movement to stop me. His silence, however, was

you get some sleep,” I finally whispered a

smile spread across his face, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes but

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

at I wanted?

to get out of my head so I tugged on the belt and then released it 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 was soft and silky against them. I pushed it aside and eased down the zipper, praying

sound of his breathing deepened as I

of me, I physically swallowed. He was big, very big. I ran my hand along

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

I touched him again, I felt him pulsate

this.” His hoarse voice sounded in

wild, glazed with desire, yet they looked like he was having

said softly. And I meant

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

a choked groan. I looked up and found his face strained, his lips parted, his eyes wild and

closed 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 mouth until I could take no more. He yanked on my hair again and tried to

surprise, he let out a low groan and began to 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 to hold him fast, reveling in his pain, feeding off his