Dangerous Hearts: Rock Star Romance, 1 (Lyric & Wolf) (21 page)

It’s silent at first
.
Wolf
is
still
riled up from his encounter with Tony, but I’m more concerned about Wolf and
what might be going through his head. I’ve never seen him like that before. So
. . . alpha.
 
 
 

My face falls when I see the cut on his
knuckles. “Baby, I’m so sorry.”

Wolf looks at me incredulously. “What?
Why are you sorry?”

Tears start to fall and there’s a buildup
of pressure in the back of my throat. “He’s an asshole. He was an ass when we
dated
,
but I didn’t see it.”

“You loved that prick?” Wolf’s eyes
narrow.

I shake my head without hesitation. “No.
I mean, I thought I loved him. We were together for two years.” Wolf’s
expression dims
,
and I crawl into his lap,
straddl
e
him
,
and forc
e
him to look at me. “I never loved
him. It’s
impossible .
 . .”

Fuck.
Should I even say it?

“How is it impossible?” he
asks
, emotion building in his voice.

One
deep breath later, I respond
,
“I didn’t know a thing about love until I met you.
You probably don’t want to hear me say this, but I don’t
fucking
care. I love you, Wolf.”

Instantly, h
is mouth is on mine, his arms encasing me
tighter, as I fight
back
the sobs. “Wolf?” I
ask, desperate to know if he loves me
,
too.

“Not until we’re in our room,” he
whispers
in between kisses. “When I say it back, I
want to be inside you.”

Wolf
makes good on all of his promises today. First, he sinks into me, bare for the
first time, thanks to my newly acquired birth control, and then he tells me he
loves me.

His left hand is cupping my head, while
his other hand presses against the back of my thigh. The crook of my leg rests
on top of his shoulder as his girth sinks deeper into me.

The moment he’s seated, we’re both moaning
at the pleasure of our naked flesh together. I can feel the throb of his shaft
nestled safely in its cocoon.

He lets out a sigh and then stares deeply
into my eyes. “I love you, Lyric Cassidy. So fucking much it makes my heart
hurt and my head spin, but if this ache in my chest comes from loving you, then
I’ll take it.”

His words and the fullness of him inside
me makes my entire body tingle with sensitivity. He has no idea what his words
just did to me.

“I want you to be mine,” he pleads. Then
he leans in and kisses my ear before dragging his nose down the side of my neck
and speaking softly. “Tell me you’re mine, Lyric.”

“I’m yours,” I promise. “I’ve been yours
since the day we met.”

He groans and makes me come while I tell
him I’m his—over and over. And then he’s fucking me, crazy-hard, just like he
promised.

His movements are slow at first, but the
strength each thrust and pull carries is enough to make my head spin and my
heart race and my toes curl. I’m taking all of him. Feeling his naked flesh
plunge and slide against mine, and it’s the most incredible feeling in the
world.

Wolf is mine.

I am his.

His eyes hold mine, only removing them to
bury his nose in my neck and groan at the greatness of it all.

Somehow he manages to go deeper and I let
out a surprised pant to let him know he’s there. Right fucking there. The swirl
of his hips causes my head to fall back on the comforter. I’m delirious as I
feel the start of the burn, but he pays me no mercy. As if recognizing I’m
about to let go, he pulls out, flips me onto my chest and lifts my hips. My
pussy is aches for its release.
I was so
close.

Wolf doesn’t waste a second before
entering me again and quickening his movements. I lift up onto my elbows and
turn to watch him. The look of concentration on his face is incredibly sexy.
His eyes are turned down, watching his monster-sized shaft glide in and out as
he slams into me. His eyes narrow. I know Wolf well enough by now to know he’s
trying like hell to hold back from his orgasm. Meanwhile, I’m about to spiral
out of control.

Like him, I hold on for as long as
possible, enjoying this too much. His face. His strength. And then it looks
like he’s losing. His face falters slightly, revealing a slacked jaw, and his
eyes begin to flutter. I moan as the sensations brighten within me.

“Wolf,” I warn.

His eyes shoot to mine, like a rabid dog
in the wild, finding his long awaited prey. Seeing me on the edge gives him a
boost of energy. His face lights up. He leans over my back, sliding one hand
around me until it’s on my clit, the other finds my breast and kneads it.

“Come, baby. All over my cock. You can do
it.”

“
Fuuuuck
,” I
tremble at his words. At his magical hands, and magical dick. The fire shoots
from my core to every end of my body.

“That’s right, baby,” he coos in my ear
then nips at my shoulder. “You ready for me?”

I nod aggressively, still riding out my
release.

He maneuvers me so that I’m facing him again
without ever pulling out. Then he leans forward, taking my mouth in his.

On his last thrust before he empties his
everything into me, he looks me in the eyes. “I fucking love you, Lyric
Cassidy.”

My hand goes to his heart, wanting to feel
every beat as his warm fluid fills me.

“I love you too, Wolf.”

Wolf

I once was a man who feared repeat sexual
encounters. And then Lyric Cassidy walked into my life. Now I’m a man all too
willing to open an on-demand orgasm factory for Lyric. Like my music, she’s
become my craving. My obsession. I can’t get enough. So when that douchebag,
Tony, showed up at the club and put his unwelcome paws on her, I had to stake
my claim. Lyric is mine and I want to be hers. There’s simply no one else that
can satisfy my needs because she created them, and there’s nothing I want more
than to protect her from anymore heartbreak. She deserves the world, and I want
to give it to her.

Last night in the car, I was fuming. Not
just because I all but punched a hole through Tony’s face, but because Lyric
was once wrapped up in a relationship with him. What the fuck was she thinking?
He’s a no-good punk
.
T
o
be honest, for a second I wondered if she fell for me for the same reasons. Bad
boy rocker with an ugly ego. I’m all those things
,
too, but after just one taste of Lyric, I couldn’t imagine fucking her over.
Ever.

And then she told me she loved me. I
could hear the words on her breath before she spoke them, and I probed her,
wanting to hear her say it. I’ve never wanted to hear those words from a woman
before. But the moment I thought the words might slip from Lyric’s lips, there
was nothing I wanted more.

This morning, I’m drinking her in. The
sunlight
from the window
shines
on her
where she
lies
wrapped in
the
sheet
s
, looking like an angel. My angel. She stirs
slightly, but I know that stir. She’s waking but too comfortable to open her
eyes.

I’m about to crawl under the covers to
give her something pleasant to lift the morning fog when
someone
pound
s
on
the door.

Bang
!
Bang
!
Bang
!

What the fuck? I’m about to rip someone’s
head off. It doesn’t stop
,
and
I hear
a muffled voice on the other side. “God
dammit, open the damn door.”

The unsolicited disturbance is Crawley. I
grab
my shorts and
try
not to
trip
putting them on as I shuffle
to
the door. I look back at Lyric
,
who seems to
be getting more uncomfortable by the second. S
he
rolls over
and
pulls
a pillow over her
head
. I yank the door open, but only a few inches.

“What the hell do you want? Lyric’s still
sleeping.”

Crawley’s face says it all. He’s pissed
,
and it only takes me two seconds to guess why. He
shoves
his phone in my face
,
and
Tony’s bloodied face stares back at me. I look away. “We have a
problem on our hands, Wolf. Your girlfriend over there is causing more trouble
than she’s worth. She’s going to cost you this tour if you’re not careful.”

Ignoring the phone,
I
step in the hallway. I narrow my eyes
and get right into
Crawley’s face. He shares my
height and my size, so he doesn’t back down, but he needs to remember who tells
who
m
what to do around here. “Watch your
mouth, Crawley. I have no problem tossing your ass if you keep up this shit.
Lyric isn’t causing problems. You, on the other hand—”

Crawley shakes his head, cutting me off.
His face turn
s
beet red. “You’re not listening
to me. I care about your career, Wolf, because it’s my career
,
too. And right now, you’ve got your dick in la
-
la land. You need to eject yourself, no pun
intended, from whatever this is before it blows up in your face.” He shoves his
phone at me again,
showing
me there’s more
than the one photo. “We’ve got a PR nightmare on our hands. Get dressed and
let’s go deal with this shit. Leave your girlfriend here.”

The picture that lights up on Crawley’s
phone now is a classic photo of my Hulk face just as my fist landed on Tony’s
cheek. It’s a badass picture. You can even see the trail of spit
as it
leave
s
Tony’s
mouth. Crawley slides his finger across the screen so I can see the next photo.
One by one,
the
pictures tell
a
story of how I fucked up Tony over a girl. The
articles are worse. Somehow overnight, in my effort to protect Lyric from her
asshole ex-boyfriend, I became a madman who tried to steal Tony’s girlfriend
and then beat him to a bloody pump.
Tony’s
girlfriend
.

“These stories are shit. None of this is
true. Tony was hurting Lyric. You should have seen the way he grabbed her,
Crawley. I did
n't do
any
thing
wrong.”

Crawley yank
s
his phone back and shove
s
it in his back
pocket. “Look, I don’t care if you revealed yourself as Batman and saved the
fucking planet last night. We’ve got to get on the phone with PR and get us a
story quick. And the tour company wants to speak
with
Lyric.”

Anger radiates
from
me as I stare back at Crawley. “Why?”

“She’s off the tour. We can’t afford to
have her mess this up for us.”

I glare at him. “She’s not leaving. Your
ass is going home before she does. I mean it. You’ve been with us for as long
as we’ve been around, but I don’t
fucking
care what
anyone says. This is my tour
,
and she’s
staying.”

“They’ll fire her if she stays. It’s not
my call. The articles aren’t just about you, Wolf. They’re about her
,
too.”

“I don’t give a fuck about the articles,”
I scream. “None of
it’s
true. You can’t just fire
someone because of the tabloids and paparazzi. This is my tour. When the fuck
did you
start
thinking you could trump my
decisions?”

Crawley taps his finger on my chest
,
and I’m seconds away from latching on and breaking
it. Who the hell does he think he is? “You pay me to make these decisions. You
may have
forg
otten
that, but I’m doing what you hired me to do. I have a stake in all of this
,
too, and you better believe I’ll watch out for
what’s mine. You wanted me to protect the girl’s secret? Those lyrics may be
legally yours now
,
but that doesn’t mean we
can’t leak who signed
them
over to us. That
small detail was left out of the contract,
and
Lyric obviously has something to hide. Unless you both want that secret
exposed, I suggest you start following my lead.”

I ball my fists at my sides. Fucking
prick. “Are you blackmailing me, Crawley?”

“No
.
”
H
e shakes his head and laughs. “But I am
blackmailing your girlfriend. You won’t need to do a thing.”

With that, Crawley turns to walk away.
Rage fills my chest. “Don’t think I won’t have your ass tossed for this, dick
head.” I don’t care who the fuck hears me.

Crawley turns to face me, but he keeps
walking. “I think you’re smarter than that. Four years gives me a lot of shit
to unleash if you decide to do anything stupid.” I’m racking my brain for
anything he could possibly have on me. I’m coming up empty, but I’m not in the
right state of mind to be making these decisions. All I see is red.

“Say good
-
bye
to your lady friend,” Crawley calls, a mega-watt smile on his face. “She goes
home today
.
A
nd
you should probably start checking your messages. You have a long day ahead of
you.” He disappears in
to
the next elevator.

I’m trying to control my breathing when
the door to the room opens and Lyric’s sleepy head pops out followed by the
rest of her body. Her hair is
messy,
and she’s
wearing a white tank top and shorts. Her nipples are a
t
full attention, but for the first time since
meeting
her, I don’t want to rip off her clothes and make her moan. I want to hold her
as tight as I can until I figure out how I’m going to make this right.

“Babe
?
”
she asks. The worry in her expression kills me.

I step toward her and nudge her into the
room before closing the door and locking it behind us. I lean against it and
squeeze my eyes shut, trying to calm down before I open my mouth.
H
er arms snake around my waist
,
and
she
nuzzle
s
my chest. I’m sugar in her hot glass of water
—
I totally dissolve into her the moment we touch.
But even though she’s right fucking here, I feel as if she’s slipping from me.
It was only a matter of time.

“Wolf, you’re scaring me.”

I
grip her face
with my palms and
look into her eyes. “I fucking love you, Lyric
.
Y
ou know that
,
right?”

She nods without a sliver of hesitation
,
and my heart wants to explode. “I love you
,
too. What’s going on? Is it because of Tony?”

“Have you checked your phone?”

She shakes her head as much as my hold
will allow. I’m not ready to let her go. “No, why?”

“That was Crawley. He says we’re in a
deep pile of shit. Both of us. There are pictures all over the internet and
articles spreading lies, because of Tony. And your company wants you off the
tour.”

Her eyes widen and then narrow. “No.”

At first I think she’s saying
n
o
,
she’s not
leaving the tour
,
and hope balloons in my
chest, but then she pulls away and practically runs to her phone, and I’m
deflated. As she scans her messages, I decide to do the same. There are
literally thousands of missed calls, emails, and social media notifications.
All in the span of less than twelve hours. I’m overwhelmed
,
and I haven’t even opened a single one.

“Oh my God,” Lyric breathes.

I go to her because I’m honestly more
concerned for her fate than mine. “What?”

She’s staring open
-
mouthed at a message as she continues to read. “They’re sending
Doug to take over the tour, and they’re sending me a car. Fuck. Wolf, how the
hell did this happen?”

“We didn’t do anything wrong. There is
absolutely nothing in our contracts that state anything about a relationship,
not that it should fucking matter
,
anyway.
This is my tour. My life
. A
nd if I want to
fuck my road manager
,
I will.” I’m so pissed,
and
I know the words I’m spewing aren’t kind. I’m
not even sure if I
've
finish
ed
a solid thought before I’m rambling off another.
“It’s Crawley. All fucking Crawley. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was the one
who
took the pictures and leaked them.”

Lyric looks at me
,
and her eyes
are full
of doubt and wishful
thinking. “No. I know he’s a prick
,
but why
would he want to hurt us like that? He’s ecstatic about the songs.”

With a
sigh
, I
bow my head. “That’s the other thing. Crawley says if you don’t leave, he’ll
make sure everyone knows the songs are yours.”

Lyric’s eyes go wide
,
and she jumps up in a panic. “He can’t do that! I
signed those songs over to you. You, Crawley, and the lawyers are the only ones
who know.”

“He pointed out that there was no agreement
to keep your involvement with the songs a secret. But that’s the only hold he
has on us, babe. Who cares if people know you wrote them? You still signed them
over. It’s not like you’ll be flooded with fame and fortune because of it.”

Her expression falls
, and for a moment she looks
like she might cry
,
but then she immediately hardens and turns to me.
“It’s completely out of the question. No one can know about the lyrics, Wolf.
That was the deal when this all started.”