Sold to the Wolf Chief for a Debt, but His Wolf Knelt First novel · Chapter 4 of 24

Chapter 4: The Study Desk

Peigi gave me the Chief's tray at midnight and said nothing at all, which told me she had heard every sound from the attic.

The study was at the end of the first-floor passage.

It was a square room with a fire, a leather chair and a desk the size of a door.

He sat behind it with a ledger open and did not look up.

I set the tray down on the blotter.

His hand shot out and closed round my left wrist.

"Mind the cord," Coll said, low. "It's the only thing on you that's mine."

I looked at his hand on the red wool.

His knuckles were white.

"Is it?" I said. "Check again."

I reached behind me with my free hand and turned the key in the lock.

His eyes followed the sound.

"Open that," he said.

"No."

"Ishbel."

It was the first time he had said my name.

It went through me, hot and low, and I made him wait while it did.

"Take your hand off my cord," I said, "and put it on the arms of that chair."

He did not move.

"You've had a day to hate me," I said. "You've had a night to think about my mouth. Put your hands on the chair."

A long moment passed.

Then he let go of my wrist, laid both hands on the leather arms and gripped.

"Good," I said.

I came round the desk and stood between his knees.

I felt the warmth coming off him.

I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him back into the leather.

"You'll not touch me till I say," I told him. "You'll keep your hands where they are, or I'll go."

"You'll not go," Coll said.

"Try me."

He kept his hands on the chair.

I knelt on the rug between his feet.

I was almost shaking, because I had never done this to a man in my life, and I wanted to do it so much.

I undid his belt.

I undid the button and the zip, and I put my hand inside his trousers and closed it round him.

He was thick and hot and already hard, and he let out a long ragged breath through his teeth.

"Look at that," I said. "A man who hates me this much."

"Don't," he said.

"Don't what?"

"Don't talk, or I'll not last."

I smiled up at him.

Then I bent my head and took him in my mouth.

He swore in Gaelic.

I did not know the words, but I knew the tone.

I went down on him slowly, as far as I could, with my hand around the base.

I felt his thighs go hard under my shoulders.

I tasted salt.

I drew back to the head and flicked my tongue across it, and his hips lifted off the leather.

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