Ryder's office was a mere four rooms from his bedroom which meant I had to take the same walk of shame to apologize that I'd taken back to my own room in tears. Which chapped my ass, but I needed to apologize. My coven's fate was currently in his hands and right now those hands were probably itching to be around my neck. I found the door labeled his office and opened the door.
And my jaw dropped to the floor. Ryder had Claire sitting on his desk as he pounded a massive erection into her. I gasped but I couldn’t look away from it, or what he was doing. I watched his body punishing hers and found myself wanting to take her place, wanting to be the one he fucked. I couldn’t look away from them.
My eyes locked to what they were doing and his sleek masculine body as he fucked another woman. I grew wet with need and my mouth watered for his kiss. I shook my head as if it would wake me up with no success.
She was whimpering and crying out as he drove himself inside of her over, and over again. He wasn’t saying anything, her noise the only sounds inside the room. Those eyes of his glowed molten fire, which told me he was feeding from her as he had hadn't done from me earlier. I bit my lip as heat flooded my core with the need to take her place. I'd left him starving when I’d left him inside his room. I'd seen it in his eyes.
"Either strip or get the fuck out little girl," he growled with his eyes now leveled on me.
I turned and ran as fast as I could away from him.
His wicked laughter taunted me until I rounded a corner and collided with a very solid form. Zahruk's hands steadied me as he searched my horrified expression. "You left him starving little Witch. He's Fae and he left instead of feeding from you."
"I…I…uh."
He smiled coldly. "Do you know how many Fae could have walked away after smelling your need?" At my puzzled expression he continued, "We have to feed, you might not like it, but its life for us. And you smell in need of a good fucking girl, we can all smell it on you. Too bad Ryder isn’t willing to share his new pet. If you were mine I’d share the fuck out of you and enjoy every scream you gave as we took you, filling you up until you could take no more."
I stared briefly before taking a big step back, what the hell did you say to something like that? “I’m not his pet,” I swallowed and continued. "And I know what he is, I'm well aware of that. I only came to tell him I was sorry for accusing him of Fae-fucking me when it was me who had reacted to him."
I watched his blue eyes shine with laughter, but there was more there in their depths. "You have suffered at the hands of the Fae Synthia, we understand that. But we were not there when your parents died. Ryder's a good man, he has thousands who he has to make hard choices for and he's a damn fine man when it comes to making those choices. Most would have become power hungry, but not him. I'd follow him into the depths of hell to guard him. Remember little Witchling, if you push him, we all will push back."
I narrowed my eyes and folded my arms across my chest as I glared at him. "Is that a threat?"
"No, I don’t make idle threats. I make promises that I always keep. He's trying to save an entire species from fading away to the pages of a history book. You? I think you're only interested in one thing—revenge and that always plays out badly for everyone involved."
"I don’t take unnecessary risk with my coven. Ever." I felt the need to make sure he knew it.
His smile was sad as it spread over his full mouth never touching his eyes, "If that were true Synthia McKenna, you wouldn’t be standing here right now. We all make bad choices occasionally."
I blanched at his words and watched as he turned and walked away in the direction where Claire's ecstatic cries were still coming from down the hall. I turned and fled needing to get out of here. Once again I'd been enthralled by Ryder and this time it had been while he fucked someone on his desk! I needed a cold reminder of what I was and why I did what I did. And fast.
I stole keys from the entryway before peeking through the window to outside, I quietly opened the door and snuck out of the house, sneaking through the door and into the garage before pressing the unlock button to see which car beeped. I growled when three made the same annoying loud beep. Stealthily, I slipped into the first one.
I sat in a midnight blue Lamborghini and smiled like a naughty child with her hand in the cookie jar. Oh. Hell. Yes! I hit the button on the keychain to open the garage as I turned it on and pulled out onto the long driveway and winced as I saw the closed gates, but as I approached them slowly they slid open.
I let a slow shaky breath out and passed through waving to the guard like I was supposed to be in Ryder's quarter million dollar car and smiled like an idiot. I didn’t relax until I hit the highway and then I opened the car's engine and allowed it to purr to life.
My mind went back to Ryder inside his office. I'd considered his option…way too much. I'd almost taken the step that would have told him yes. I'd seen his hunger shining in his eyes and I had wanted to fix it. Of course I told myself it had been because I'd been the one to enrage his appetite and leave him hanging.