His Trouble Maker

Chapter 132

Jessica

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“What? You want five pups?” | laugh, trying to push Grayson because he’s breathing on my damn neck. Ugh.

When is he going to be satisfied with me? Well, | hope not because the man has skills.

| heard him chuckle beside me, makingfrown. Sometimes, | think he’s, you know...stupid or crazy because |

always caught him laughing at nothing!

Trolled my eyes, but my heart skipped a beat. Damn him. “You're laughing at me? Again? You know, one day I'm

gonna figure out what's going on in that messed-up head of yours.”

“Good luck with that,” he shot back, leaning on the headboard and shutting his eyes.

My alpha-tired after two rounds. The thought madebite back a laugh.

Slowly, | crawled on top of him, my knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his hips. His eyes snapped

open instantly, dark and blazing, like a wolf catching scent of prey. His growl was low, guttural, and it made my

stomach flip.

“What do you think you're doing?” he rumbled, his voice rough.

| tilted my head, feigning innocence. “Just checking if you're really as spent as you're acting.”

His hands shot up, gripping my hips like he was afraid I'd slip away. “You're playing with fire, little wolf.”

“Really?” | gasped, grinding against his thighs. | don’t know why but having sex with Grayson is literally a dream

ctrue. Shit. My legs were trembling, my fingers digging into his shoulders like I might fall if | let go.

Grayson'’s lips curled into a smirk. “You're shaking,” he growled, his voice low. “You like it that much?”

I didn’t answer. | couldn't. My throat was dry, my heart hammering so loud | was sure he could hear it. His fingers

trailed up on my arms before it circles around my neck. | bit my lip, holding back the moan threatening to

escape. His grip tightened just a fraction, and | swear | saw a flicker of satisfaction in his gaze.

“Tell me,” he demanded, his voice rough, almost feral.

| shook my head, a tiny defiance that only made him more into this.

“So stubborn,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “My stubborn whore.”

The words sent a shiver down my spine, and | couldnt hold back anymore. A whimper escaped my lips, and he

smirked, clearly pleased with himself.

“So stubborn,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “My stubborn whore.”

The words sent a shiver down my spine, and | couldnt hold back anymore. A whimper escaped my lips, and he

smirked, clearly pleased with himself.

“That's it,” he said, chokingmore, “Grind that greedy pussy in my thigh.”

| hesitated for a second, but his free hand slapped my ass hard, makingyelp. “Do it.”

“No.”

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“What?”

| stop, breathing heavily just to piss him off. “I said no.”

His eyes darkened and as if he’s reading my mind, he ask me, “What gare you playing at, baby?”

I licked my lips, my heart pounding in my chest. “I want to tie you up.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. | want you tied up. Helpless.”

His smirk faded, replaced by something sharper. ” Jessica. This is not funny, baby. Fuck.”

“Please?”

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Grayson is watchingas | stand on the side of the bed, waiting for his answer. It’s stupid but | really want to

do it. Imagine the all mighty alpha Grayson tied up and helpless in my bed? I'll literally die out of happiness.

“Fine, he growled, finally. “But don’t makeregret this.”

“Oh, I won't,” | said, grinning like an idiot as | grabbed the rope from the drawer. His eyes tracked every move |

made, intense and unblinking. I tied his wrists to the bedposts, making sure the knots were tight.

“Happy now?” he asked, voice rough.

“Almost,” | said, climbing over him.

His breath hitched as I straddled him, hands roaming. ” Don’t do anything stupid.”

| smirked, running my hands down his chest. “Who, me?”

He let out a low growl, and | couldn’t help but laugh. “Relax, alpha. I'll be gentle.”

“Like hell you will,” he muttered, but | could see the flicker in his eyes, the one that toldhe was just as into

this as | was.

leaned down, my lips brushing his ear. “Don’t fight it.”

His breath hitched, and | could feel him struggling against the ropes, testing them. But they held firm.

“Good boy,” | whispered, biting down on his earlobe.

He let out a sharp breath, his hips bucking up against me. “Damn it!”

“Fuck you,” he snapped, but his voice was strained, like he was barely holding it together.

| slapped his chest, the sound sharp in the quiet room. “Watch your mouth, alpha.”

His eyes darkened, and | could feet him struggling against the ropes again. “You're pushing it.”

“Am 17” | said, moving my hand tower, my fingers brushing against him. He cursed under his breath, his body

trembling

“Damn it,” he muttered, his voice breaking.

| laughed, leaning down to kiss him. “Relax, Grayson. Always remember | love you

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| love you.

I'm in love with you.

| will always love you.

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My eyes snapped open, and | growled, feeling the stinging sensation in my side. Felt like someone had taken a

bite out of me. | rolled onto my back, my breath ragged, and winced as my fingers brushed against the raw

wound. Blood.

Riot.

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I don’t know why I quickly search for him. My head throbbed, and my body felt weak, like I'd been dragged

through hell and back. | tried to sit up, but my muscles screamed in protest.

“Damn it,” | muttered under my breath. My voice sounded rough, shaky.

Footsteps. Soft, but there. | froze, my ears straining. Someone was nearby. My heart started pounding, loud

enough to drown out

the silence.

“You're awake.”

The voice was familiar. | turned my head, and there he was. Theo. Shit.

“Where's Riot?”

I glared at him, forcing myself to sit up, even though it felt like my body was tearing itself apart. “What did you

do to him, Theo?”

It's as if | triggered something inside him that he quickly crouches down and gripped my jaw. Theo crouched

down, his hand gripping my jaw. His eyes were dark, almost wild. “Why are you looking for him, Jessica?”

1 glared, nails digging into my palms. “If you touched him-"

He laughed, cuttingoff. “Relax. He's alive. For now.”

My stomach dropped. “Theo, | swear-"

“You're in no position to make threats,” he said, stepping closer. His breath was hot, too close. “Worry about

yourself.”

I didn’t back down. “Where is he?”

Theo tilted his head, studyinglike | was skind of puzzle. He looked... off. Like something inside him had

cracked.

“You're bleeding,” he said, his voice low.

“No kidding.” | shot back, my words biting.

He smirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “You always fight me. Why?”

I didn’t answer. My eyes darted around the room, looking for an out, a weapon, anything.

“Always the hard way,” he said, shaking his head.

“Yeah, well, that’s me,” | muttered, my voice tight.

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He moved, suddenly, grabbing my wrist. His grip was rough, almost painful. ” Did you enjoy my bite?”

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| froze. My skin screamed where he held me. The memory of his teeth sinking in flashed-sharp, brutal. | could

still feel the ache in my side, raw and throbbing. Weak.

“Let go,” | said, low, dangerous.

He didn’t. Instead, he leaned in, his free hand brushing the wound on my side. “Hurts, doesn't it?”

“What do you want, Theo?”

His eyes darkened, something animalistic flickering in them. “You.”

My chest tightened. | yanked my arm, but he held firm.

“Always trying to run,” he said, pullingcloser. His voice was a growl now, low and harsh. “But you're not

going anywhere.”

My body reacts before my brain does-muscles coiling, weight shifting, ready to break his knee if | get one inch of

space. But he reads it. His other hand catches my hip, pins it. Fuck.

| keep my jaw locked. My heart's stuttering, not from fear—rage.

“You think you've got sfucking claim on me?” | snap, twisting again.

“You burned it into me,” he says, pushingback against the wall, slow and brutal, like he’s trying to remind