Wolf or Love

Now that their cars were no longer in sight, Gio headed back to the caves. Duda sighed. “I’ve got a feeling that James will want to know everything

that’s going on – he’ll be pissed to hear his niece was attacked.”

“Do you think Mike will be willing to join us for the battle?” Chris asked Gio.

“There’s only one way to find out.” As Gio was making his way to the kitchen, he heard the words ‘hussy’, ‘disrespectful’ and ‘common’ – clearly Lindy was taking a pop at Danica again. Then he heard his mate’s voice.

“No need to take it out on me that you’re so wrinkled you have to screw your hat on.”

And just like that, he was smiling.

“Do you see what I have to put up with? She’s always talking to me like this,” said Lindy, outraged – presumably talking to James, Mike and

Asher.

“You know, I hear that bathing nightly in the blood of virgins is scientifically proven to reduce the effects of old age. Maybe you should try it.”

Entering the kitchen, Gio went straight to where Danica was perched on the counter and insinuated himself between her swinging legs. He took her mouth in a searing kiss that he hoped told her everything he didn’t know how to say. Near her, surrounded by her scent, he could breathe better. It was odd how this tiny little female could anchor him the way she did. She really was the only thing keeping him rational right now and he wondered if she knew it, felt the weight of that responsibility. Maybe she did, and maybe she felt how close he was to the edge, because she gave him what he hadn’t even known he needed until then. She wrapped all her limbs around him and just held him to her. Gio was smiling as he made his way to the kitchen four mornings later. Waking up to the feel of his mate’s plush lips around his cock could do that to a guy. Entering the room, he found a sight that made him halt. Gritting his teeth, he tore his eyes away and glanced at the people around him. Every member of his pack was there, though none of them had acknowledged his entrance. Each were occupied with either eating, staring into their coffee mug, or toying with their cell phone…as if there wasn’t a small pile of gifts

in the center of the table. The pack knew better than to mark his birthday in any way, shape or

form – Gio wasn’t the celebratory type and he didn’t like being fussed over. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand why other people would want to mark their own special occasions, it was just that Gio didn’t like that whole ‘center of attention’ thing. His pack knew that. There was only one member

who would ignore that and force ‘fun’ on him. He zoomed in on his little mate who was sitting on the counter as usual, dipping mini cookies in her coffee. Slowly he approached her, but she didn’t look up until he snatched the mug from her hand.

“Hey!” whined Danica, not even slightly surprised by Gio’s reaction.

“What’s all that about?” He gestured with his thumb at the table behind him.

“What?” she asked innocently. “Oh you mean the gifts.”

“Oh I mean the gifts.”

“Well it’s like this: it’s your birthday, people get gifts on their birthday, and we’re all nice, kind people who wanted to buy you something.”

Gio copied her innocent shrug. “It’s like that, huh?”

“Yes, and you’re very welcome.” If she hadn’t been sure that it would have been taking things too far for Gio, they would all have sang ‘happy

birthday’ as he walked in.

“If people told you that my birthday was today, then they’ll have also told you that I don’t like to celebrate it. So why exactly have you ignored

that?”

“Let me ask you something. If it had been my birthday, would you have ignored it?”

“If you had wanted me to then yes, I would’ve,” he lied.

“I hope you’re not going to make a habit of talking out of your ass because liars go to hell.” Gripping him by the shirt, she pulled him to stand between her legs. “Come on, Gio, it’s only a few gifts and then a fun day out.”

“No.”

She followed after him as he stalked out the room. Once in the tunnel she leapt onto his back. “Can’t you see I took pity on you? There’re no banners or balloons and nobody sang anything.” His response was a Hudson like grunt. “Wouldn’t you like to see what I bought for you? Aren’t you just a

little curious?”

He was, but he couldn’t let her know that. She’d pounce on that weakness and use it against him.

“How about we make a deal,” she proposed as they neared his office which she knew he had every intention of locking himself in.

“No deals, Danica.”

“That’s a shame,” she said as she slid down his back exhaling a heavy sigh. “It means I went to Maleficent Stores for nothing.” She watched in

satisfaction as he stopped still with his hand on the doorknob.

“Maleficent Stores?” he repeated without turning.

“Yeah, but never mind.” She went to return to the kitchen, but then he spoke.

“Out of curiosity…”

She twirled to see that he was still facing the office door. “Well, I bought this kinky little babydoll, all black lace like the one I tried on that time when I was tormenting you.”

He cleared his throat. “Black lace?”

“Yeah.” She took a few steps toward the kitchen, knowing what was coming next.

“What was this deal you had in mind?” he called after her as he finally turned. He was well aware that she had played him, but only an idiot would

miss out on this. She faced him and shrugged. “I was just going to propose that if you try to enjoy yourself and celebrate your birthday with us, then later – for one whole hour – I’ll let you do whatever you want to me. I’ll be kind of like your sex toy.”

His cock jerked and quickly began to harden.

“Anything I want?”

The look in his eyes told her that she was going to regret this, but Danica was determined to make him learn to enjoy himself a little and she wasn’t

above using sexual bribes to do it. “Anything you want.”

He approached her slowly, his eyes narrowed.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You sure you can live up to your half of the bargain, Danica? You can’t make a guy a promise like that and expect him to go easy.”

“You’ve never gone easy.”

“I’m serious, Danica, don’t make this deal unless you can stick to it.”

“I think I can handle whatever you’ve got in mind, Gio.”

“Well we’ll find out soon, won’t we?”

Smiling triumphantly, she took his hand. “Don’t forget you’ve got to live up to your part of the deal first.”

Reluctantly Gio allowed her to lead him back into the kitchen and over to the table. She nodded at the gifts, but he didn’t select one. He felt a contrary mix of stupid for what he was about to do, curious at what the gifts actually were, and horny about the devilish deal he had just made. Rolling her eyes, Danica picked up one of the small gift wrapped boxes and handed it to him. He stared at it for a full minute before making a tear in the wrapping, but then he stopped. Oddly enough, it wasn’t because he still felt dumb, but because the anticipation was getting to him and he worried that he might actually enjoy the next few minutes. Like a big kid. Black lace babydoll, black lace babydoll, he chanted to himself. And then he tore off the wrapping. To his total surprise, he got some weird kind of rush. Before he knew it he’d torn the paper from each and every one – and even felt a tiny bit

disappointed to find that there was no more. He hadn’t even minded opening the cards. It was kind of fun reading all the jokes in them. The gifts were

actually pretty decent – especially the beer. Oh and the sex toys for him to use on Danica were definitely welcome. She hadn’t seemed particularly happy with Ray for buying those.

Gio had been surprised that not only had she bought him a designer shirt a Louis Vuitton and a new cell phone, but she had bought him a voucher for a Ferrari Driving Experience.

“With an experienced instructor you can go on a range of circuits driving a Ferrari at all kinds of ridiculous speeds that will have me panicking

for you,” she explained.

It freaked Gio out that this female knew him better than he knew himself. He wouldn’t have thought that such an experience would have appealed to him, but as he held the voucher in his hands, he felt a buzz of excitement. Leaning down, he nipped her bottom lip. It wasn’t what anyone would call a proper thank you, but her self satisfied smile indicated that she knew he was happy with the gifts.