Chapter 16 - Malachi

         I couldn’t stop it, as soon as Harlow said the name of another male, a growl emerged from my throat. I cut it short, I would need to get a hold of this jealousy thing. She knew Joe from her job. It was innocent. But I still didn’t like it, my wolf, Jax, didn’t like it either.

         “What was that?” Harlow raised an eyebrow at me.

         I let out a breath. “Sorry, this whole mate thing is new for me.”

         “It’s new for you?” She laughed. “It’s new for me.”

         “I’ll do my best to rein in my jealousy.”

         Harlow smirked.

         “What?”

         “It’s just that I have never had a guy jealous over me before. It’s weird.”

         “I can be more jealous. The whole possessive thing, like you can’t talk to other guys. If you’d like?” I gave her a wicked grin.

         “No, that’s okay. I’m dealing with this much already; I don’t need more.” She fought a smile, but then her face became serious. “I’m serious, though, I would like to take over the torture and punishment portion.”

         “And what happens if it gets too much for you?”

         She rolled her eyes at me. “It won’t.”

         “But if it does?”

         “I’ll talk to you about it. But there isn’t a fear of the job getting too much. There’s no worries there. Look at what I do. And it will help you.”

         I closed the space between us and took her mouth with mine. She gasped out in surprise, but quickly recovered and kissed me back. Just being in her presence made me feel better, but she was going above that. She was taking something and making it her burden.

My Beta and Delta always offered to help, but I couldn’t do that to them. Before I knew what Joe did, I didn’t want to give him something that would push him into the dark again. And Alec, he was a fighter, but this was something even I couldn’t ask him to do. But Harlow was all too willing to take this on.

         She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I drew my kisses down her jaw and to her neck. I breathed her in deeply. The smell of vanilla and lemons filled my nostrils. A shiver went down her spine. I gripped her ass, and she jumped up, wrapping her legs around my waist and hooking her ankles.

         I pushed her against the glass of the cell, rubbing my body against hers. I wanted to feel every inch of her against me. I ran my tongue along her neck, crossing over the place that I would mark her one day. Not now, I told myself. Commanded myself. I wanted to bite her and let everyone know she was mine. The wolf part of me egged me on, pushing me to mark her, but I knew if I did that, it would break whatever connection we were already starting to form.

         Harlow moaned and I sucked at her neck and took my kisses down her collar bone. Her shirt was getting in the way. “When I’m around, don’t wear clothes.” I ground out, frustrated at the barrier between her body and mine.

         She released her hands and pulled the shirt over her head as I held her in place. She grasped my shoulders as I worked even lower, sliding her up so her breasts were easy to access. I took her nipple between my teeth, and she hissed out. I could see she liked a little pain with her pleasure. I was more than happy to oblige. I sucked hard on her nipple, then lightly twisting it in between my teeth and flicking the tip with my tongue.

         “Oh god.” She leaned her head back, hitting it against the glass cell behind her, making her laugh.

         I moved my attention to the neglected nipple, mimicking the same action as I did on the right. Harlow moaned at my actions. I grew harder. I wanted to be inside of her, feel each and every release that she was going to have. I didn’t want to waste them. I pulled away from her nipple and looked into her dazed eyes. “If you don’t take your panties off, I’ll rip them apart.”

         “I don’t care,” she said in a low voice. “Just fuck me.”

         With one hand supporting her ass, the other hooked around the waist and I pulled. The sound of tearing cloth filled the room. I tossed the remains to the side. With my now free hand, I undid my pants and let my dick spring free. I slowly lowered Harlow against it. Not entering her. I wanted to rub against her. “You’re so wet,” I growled.

         “Mmmhmm.” She said with her eyes closed, enjoying each and every rub my dick made against her folds.

         I leaned back slightly and as she dropped down my body, my dick entered her. She gasped. Every noise that came out of her made me want to fuck her even more so she would make more of those noises. Eventually, I wanted her to scream my name. Soon, my name would be the only one she would scream for the rest of our lives.

         I pumped into her hard, with each thrust pushing her hard against the glass. She had no where to go, she got the full force of me and my dick. She took every inch, gasping the entire time.

         I could feel her about to come, the walls of her pressing against my dick. I was following close behind, almost ready to fill her. The hands she had on my shoulders started to claw at my skin, and I could feel the welts starting to rise as she dug into me. That’s what pushed me over, and she came with a scream. I continued to pump into her until I was empty.

         I leaned my head against her shoulder, smelling her. She still smelled of vanilla and lemon, but now mixed with sex. I kissed her neck, and she shivered. I gently kissed her mouth before I slowly lifted her off of my dick and let her stand on the floor.

         She let out a laugh.

         I looked at her, waiting for her to explain as I pulled up my pants and fastened them.

         “I do have to say, that’s the first time I’ve had sex in an armory.” She laughed again.

         I smiled at her. This woman was mine. She stood before me naked, her scars were whiter against her already white flesh. They mostly marked her torso, some across her arms and legs. Most would feel awkward, but she just stood there, not trying to cover herself up. I walked over to where she threw her shirt and tossed it at her.

         “Hey!” She threw it on and then looked at the remains of her sweatpants. “You need to stop shredding my clothes. I only packed so much.”

         “You said you didn’t care.” I leaned over and gave her a peck on the lips.

         “Heat of the moment…I wasn’t thinking.”

         “That’s okay, you can just be naked twenty-four seven and I wouldn’t mind.” I walked over to her and lifted her in my arms.

         “You wouldn’t mind, would you? How about when I’m torturing those dick heads? Should I be naked then?”

         She was playing with me, I knew it, but a growl formed at the back of my throat. I leaned over and nipped her neck lightly.

         “Hey!” I could smell her getting aroused again.

         “Serves you right for teasing me like that.” I started to walk out of the armory. “Where to next?”

         We continued the tour; the rest of the house was like any other typical house. The only real difference was the ridiculous amount of upgrades this house had. From what Harlow said, her boss was obsessed with upgrades, he liked the best of things. And that is why he only hired the best. She even said she had an upgrade from the other members.

         “What do you mean you have an upgrade?”