The Wrong Brother's Temptation novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179

Sienna

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I blinked as I stared back into the golden eyes looking at me with raw hunger.

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This was not just Connor but Fang. I wasn’t sure how I could tell it but it felt like Fang was resurfacing now that Connor was under the influence of meds.

His wolf wanted me, a weak human with no wolf. I thought he would be disgusted to be with someone without a female wolf.

Connor’s eyes flashed golden and I sensed his wolf was the one doing this….but a selfish part of me didn’t want him to stop.

Not when I had seen him bleed to an almost death yesterday.

So I only reached for him but then my hands were thrown up, plastered back on the wall.

Before I could argue his mouth dipped again and switched breasts, giving the other the same ruthless attention. I arched further into him as he continued sucking, biting, licking until both peaks were swollen and shiny and almost too sensitive.

His hand slid lower, over the soft plane of my stomach, fingers finding the already-damp cotton of my panties and pressed firmly against my clit through the fabric.

I moaned, head falling back against the wall.

He rubbed slow, deliberate circles, the friction perfect and not enough all at once. When I tried to rock against his hand he pinned my hip with his free arm, keeping me exactly where he wanted me. Only then did he shove both shorts and panties down my thighs in one impatient motion.

Cool air kissed the wet heat of me a second before his bare fingers did.

Two thick fingers slid through my folds, gathering the slickness there, then pushed inside without warning.

My mouth opened in a silent cry. He curled those fingers immediately, finding the spot that made stars burst behind my eyes, and began a steady, relentless rhythm. The wet sound of him fingering me filled the quiet and clean hospital room was almost filthy and obscene.

His thumb found my clit and circled in counterpoint, pressure perfect, pace merciless.

“Connor, slow down…” I managed in a shaky voice. Some distant, rational part of me still worried about whatever had been wrong with him last night.

“You’ll hurt yourself…”

He growled again, the sound vibrating against my throat as he mouthed his way down the column of my neck. “Say my name…”

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“Co-Connor…”

“Fang!” He corrected me.

“Fang?”

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I didn’t know Fang could speak through Connor like this. But then I didn’t have a wolf so I wasn’t sure how a bond between a human and their wolf worked.

“Be a good girl for me.”

The praise disguised as an order made goosebumps prickle over my skin.

My inner walls clenched hard around his fingers. He added a third, stretching me further, and the burn of it only made the pleasure sharper. I was so wet the sounds were not just beyond filthy now but slick, rhythmic, and accompanying every thrust of his hand. He bit down on the soft spot where my neck met shoulder, not hard enough to mark but hard enough that I arched and whimpered.

“Look at you,” he rasped against my skin, golden eyes locked on mine. “Already dripping for me and letting me do whatever I want the second I woke up. I knew you wanted this.”

I nodded frantically, unable to reply in words. My thighs trembled and the coil in my belly tightened with every curl of his fingers, every rough circle of his thumb.

He kept me right on the edge, slowing whenever I got too close, speeding up again the moment I calmed. The control was absolute.

Connor had always been careful, always checked in, always waited until I was the one begging. But Fang didn’t. ask, he just took what he wanted.

And Goddess help me, I let him.

When he finally pulled his fingers or rather Connor’s fingers free because he hadn’t transformed completely, just the eyes, I made a broken sound of protest. He brought them to his mouth and licked them clean, eyes never leaving mine, then shoved his own hospital pants down just enough to free the hard, heavy length of his cock. The sight of his thick, flushed, and already covered in precum length made my mouth go dry.

“Connor’s been denying this to me…to us for so long, but not anymore”

I blinked in confusion. Connor was denying him? Why? When?

Before I could give it anymore thought, he readjusted the grip of my legs high around his hip, notching himself at my entrance. The blunt head of him pressed against my soaked folds, teasing, and sliding through the wetness without pushing in.

“Please,” I whispered, dignity long gone.

He slammed all the way inside in one long, relentless thrust that stole the air from my lungs.

I cried out, legs tightening around him, nails digging into his shoulders. He didn’t give me time to adjust. He fucked me against the wall like he’d been thinking about it for years

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