Page 21 of Forbidden Mischief

ASHER

When we pull up to the house, I throw the car in park and shove open my door.

“Asher.” Zayne’s voice sounds from behind me. I pull at my shirt, yanking it over my head. “What are you doing?”

I spin around to face him, eyes wild, showing him just how feral I’m feeling right now.

There’s too much pent up energy running through me. I haven’t shifted or gone for a run in a week.

My skin still aches where he marked me, branded me with his magic. I’ve been hard ever since, his possessiveness over me pushing me to the edge.

“I’m going for a run,” I tell him as I make quick work of my jeans, shoving them down my legs, taking my boxers with them, leaving me fully naked in front of my mate.

I watch as his pupils dilate, the thick smell of his arousal making my cock twitch. He licks his lips before slowly dragging his eyes up my body. He’s eye fucking me and I love it.

His eyes finally meet mine. “You're just leaving me? I thought…” he trails off, looking toward the house.

My lips twitch with a smirk. “Thought we could come home where I could fuck you? Shove my fat knot deep inside that tight little hole of yours as you come undone for your mate like a good boy?” My voice is thick with need, wanting to do exactly that to him.

His eyes snap up to mine. “Jesus, Asher.” He blows out a shaky breath, running a hand through his brown locks. “The way you speak sometimes.”

“You fucking love it.” My chuckle is deep and husky. “Your cock is a dead giveaway.”

His eyes drop to his erection pressing against his jeans and I love the blush that creeps onto his cheeks.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Zayne. I love that you're a needy little slut for me.” I wrap my hand around my cock, growling as I slowly jerk myself off.

I can hear a small whimper slipping free as he bites his lip, watching me touch myself. I love that he doesn’t correct me.

Cocking my head to the side, I look him up and down.

“What?” he asks, voice shaking.

“How drunk are you?”

His brows furrow. “I’m fine. Why?”

“Think you can run?”

“Why?” he asks slowly.

I grin. “Because I feel like hunting tonight.” I lick my lips.

“A little game of cat and mouse. Or, wolf and warlock, in our case. And you wanna know what I’m gonna do with you when I catch you?

” I ask, taking a step forward, pre-cum dripping from the tip of my cock and over my hand. I need him so damn bad.

“I know how much my mate likes to be chased. Only this time, when I catch you, I don’t plan on letting you go.”

“What are you going to do with me?” he asks in a whisper.

“Claim you,” I growl and then my body is contorting, my bones breaking, body shifting into one of fur.

My paws hit the ground and I toss my head back, letting out a long howl before lowering my head to look at Zayne.

His eyes are wide and he’s stumbling back. Run, Little Warlock , I push into his head. He sucks in a breath at hearing me again—still not used to my voice in his mind—before turning around and running toward the tree line.

A low growl rumbles in my chest as I pace back and forth, giving him a bit of a head start.

When I can’t wait any longer, I let out another howl before I’m taking off in the direction he went.

His scent is thick in the air, his arousal making it very easy to track him.

As I run through the dark forest, I let my nose lead the way. It doesn't take long before I find him.

He’s running, his breathing heavy and labored. He’s fast for only being on two legs and I grin inside my mind when I see the little cheat is using magic to give him a boost, his hands glowing green, my ears picking up a low murmured chant.

It doesn’t matter, unless he uses his magic to distract me by slowing me down, I’m still faster than him.

Not wanting this to be over so soon, I keep back, letting him take the lead.

He looks over his shoulder, spotting me, and curses. But I smell the spike of his arousal in the air.

He’s loving this, getting turned on by the primal need I have inside me to chase my mate then pin him down and fuck him until he remembers who fucking owns him.

We dodge trees and jump over fallen logs, long off the beaten trail. These are parts of the forest I’ve never been to, making it even more exciting.

Zayne lets out a grunt, and I watch him as he tumbles to the ground. A spike of pain hits me, and I know it’s the brand he gave me. It’s as if I can feel his pain.

Skidding to a stop next to him, I breathe heavily, my muzzle open, eyes blazing as I stare down at him.

He’s laying on the ground, his chest heaving as he stares up at me.

The way he’s looking at me with pure want, his cock pressed against his jeans and his scent so damn strong it’s nearly choking me, I know he’s okay. Better than okay.

My mate is a needy little whore for me.

I’d be a bad mate if I left him wanting, wouldn’t I?

“Asher,” he whimpers, my name filled with pure want, and I’m done for.

Shifting back into my human form, I’m on him in the next second, pinning him to the ground with my body.

Lips crashing into his, I devour his lips like he’s the fucking air I need to breathe as my hands frantically work to free him from his pants.

Finding myself impatient, I let my claws grow just enough for me to be able to cut the fabric, keeping me from my mate's sinfully sexy body.

“Asher,” he gasps, but I shut him up with a kiss. He moans into my mouth as I get him naked.

Breaking the kiss, we suck in air and I’m flipping him over on his stomach. He grunts as I grip his hips and yank his ass into the air.

He wanted me unhinged, to not hold back when it comes to my need for him.

“Be a good little slut for me, and lay there while I fuck this tight perfect ass,” I growl, my cock leaking pre-cum as I stare down at his needy puckered hole.

“Please,” he pants out breathlessly. “Fuck me, Asher. I need you.”

Leaning down, I swipe my tongue over the tight ring of muscle, loving the way he moans for me like a bitch in heat. I do it again, this time slipping my tongue inside.

“Oh fuck,” he whimpers and I grin before I eat him like my favorite meal. He whimpers, whines and begs me as I turn him into a shaking mess.

Once I’m no longer able to hold back, I get to my knees and place the tip of my cock to his entrance. “Scream for me, mate,” I snarl, pressing forward. “Scream for me while I split you in fucking two.”

“God, yes,” he cries out as I shove forward some more. “More, Asher. Don't hold back. Fuck me, make it hurt.”

Gripping his cheeks, I snarl. I’d never hurt my mate on purpose, but right now, with him desperate for it? Who am I to deny him when he asks me like a good little cock slut.

Slamming the rest of the way forward, I growl deep in my chest.

A haze starts to cloud my mind and I can feel my primal instincts taking over.

“I’m going to fuck this ass,” I groan, pulling back before thrusting forward again.

“I’m going to fill this needy little hole until it’s leaking with my cum.

Gonna stuff you full and remind you who you fucking belong to. ”

“Yes. Yes, do it!” he screams as I pound into him.

My nails dig into his perfect creamy skin, the only sounds around us are his cries, my growls and our flesh slapping together.

“So fucking tight,” I pant. “Mine. This is my fucking ass.”

“Yours,” he sobs out. “Only yours.”

“My perfect mate. Fuck, I’m so lucky to have you.”

He claws at the ground, his body writhing under me as he pants heavily, his face pressed against the dirt.

I take my mate like it’s my last day on earth. “Pure fucking heaven. I want to live inside you, Zayne.” My eyes close as I focus on the ecstasy that’s coursing through me.

I can feel his magic in my veins, lighting me up inside. I feel high, he’s fucking intoxicating.

“More,” he whimpers. “I need… I need… Fuck,” he sobs.

“You need to cum don’t you, baby?” I lean over him, placing my hand on the ground next to his head and using the other one to reach under him, wrapping around his thick leaking cock.

The sound he makes as I pump his shaft has me nearly coming undone.

Not yet, I’m not done with him. I’ll never be satiated.

As I pound into him, I work him over. “Such a good boy,” I praise him, kissing his spine just below the back of his head. “Taking my cock so fucking good. Listen to you, so damn needy. Can’t get enough, can you?”

“No,” he whines. “Never.”

“Good,” I growl, then before I know what I'm even doing, I sink my teeth into his shoulder. He cries out as I let out a savage growl. My cock pulses inside him violently, emptying myself deep inside his ass as his cock jerks in my hold, spraying the forest floor with his cum. I’m almost jealous, I wish it was down my fucking throat.

“Fuck. Fuck. fuck,” he chants out. “I–I think I’m gonna pass out.”

Letting my teeth retract, I lick the fresh mate mark.

“Don’t do that.” I press a kiss to the spot, grinning with pride.

Zayne groans beneath me as my knot swells, locking us together.

I lean forward, breath ragged, pressing a kiss to each of his shoulders as he trembles beneath me.

“So fucking pretty,” I murmur. We're stuck like this for now, our bodies still connected, so I shift carefully and pull him back against my chest. He cuddles into me with a soft hum, and I wrap my arms around him, holding him close until the tie eases.

I love this, laying here with him in my arms, the feeling of his warm body against mine. Being with him is a happiness I can’t describe. Like I’d die without him. I’ll burn the world down for him. And if he leaves me, I know in my soul I’ll follow after him.

“You bit me…again,” he murmurs, kissing me on the peck.

I grin, kissing the top of his head as my hand rubs up and down his arm. “I did.”

“Why?”

“Because you're mine,” I murmur. “And my wolf wanted to make sure you and the world knew that too.”

“I know I’m yours. And you're mine.”

“I am.” A warm fuzzy feeling swirls around inside me. We lay there for a moment, just basking in the afterglow. “Go on a date with me?”

“What?” Zayne tilts his head back to look up at me.

A nervous feeling takes over, but I push forward. “A date. I want to take you out, show you off. Have fun.” I shrug.

His lips kick up into a grin that has my stomach dipping. “Okay,” he agrees. “I’d love that. Any ideas?”

“Ah, no, not really. I kind of just came up with the idea on the spot.”

He chuckles, snuggling back into me. “It doesn’t matter. As long as I’m with you, that's good enough.”

And just like that, I’m falling in love with my stepbrother. My mate . And it fucking thrills me.