Claimed by My Ex Chapter 91 You want to please me

Chapter 91: Chapter 91 You want to please

Ethan’s POV:

When I saw Damien there, my grip on Victoria’s wrist tightened instinctively. Leon, my wolf, snarled inside , hackles raised at the sight of my half-brother.

"I won’t let go. What are you going to do about it?" I challenged, pulling Victoria closer to my chest. "Victoria is my girlfriend. I never agreed to our breakup!"

My wolf paced angrily within , frustrated that Victoria’s scent had changed sohow. She used to sll like sweet vanilla and spring rain, but now that delicious oga scent was muted, different. It bothered Leon imnsely.

I’d endured Damien’s interference countless tis before. Victoria had rejected

directly, repeatedly, but I refused to accept it. Public humiliation ant nothing to

– I’d always return for what was mine. What Leon claid was ours.

Without warning, Damien’s foot connected with my chest, sending

stumbling backward. The force of an Alpha behind that kick made my ribs crack audibly. He smoothly pulled Victoria against him, his arm wrapping possessively around her waist.

"Does it look like she gives a fuck about you?" Damien drawled, his voice dangerously calm. "Still causing trouble even in Africa? Perhaps I need to send you sowhere even more remote, sowhere you’ll never return from."

I froze, the implications hitting

like ice water. "What do you an? You engineered my Africa assignnt?"

Damien didn’t bother denying it. "Manipulating you is child’s play, little brother. Stay there like a good boy. Co on, let’s eat," he said to Victoria, not sparing

another glance.

As they walked away, Grace trailing behind them, I lunged forward. "Victoria! VICTORIA!"

A server blocked my path, informing

I couldn’t enter without a reservation. The last table had been taken during my confrontation. My fists clenched as Leon howled in frustration within , urging

to shift, to chase, to claim what we believed was ours.

Mona placed her hand on my arm, her touch calculated. "Mr. Sterling, don’t be upset. Once you secure Miss Lancaster and form an alliance with Lancaster Enterprises, your father will finally recognize your worth. You’ll be the rightful heir to Northstream Pack. With a pack that size, you could have any woman you want."

Her words penetrated my anger. Leon’s growls subsided slightly as we considered this strategy.

"Besides," Mona continued, her voice dropping to a whisper, "if she can have multiple n, why can’t you have multiple won? She takes advantage of your devotion, tramples your feelings. If she saw you with other won, knew you weren’t desperate for her alone... she might regret her decision and co begging for your attention."

My eyes narrowed as I considered her words. Yes... perhaps I’d been too obvious in my pursuit. Five years together—our bond couldn’t be severed so easily. This had to be Victoria’s revenge, her twisted ga to punish .

Mona’s hand slid up my arm, her touch deliberate. "And rember, Mr. Sterling, you still have . When everyone else stands against you, I’ll always be by your side."

A wave of gratitude washed over . "Mona, when I take over Northstream Pack, you’ll be my chief secretary."

Sothing flashed in her eyes—ambition, perhaps. But I didn’t care. My rage needed an outlet, and Mona was offering herself willingly.

"Take

back to the hotel," I growled, my voice dropping an octave as Leon’s influence strengthened.

In the car, I couldn’t contain my fury any longer. The humiliation burned through

like wildfire. Victoria rejecting . Damien interfering. Being thrown out of the restaurant like common trash.

"He thinks he can control everything," I snarled, slamming my fist against the leather seat. "He’s always been jealous of . Always trying to take what’s mine."

Mona placed her hand on my thigh, her fingers inching higher. "Let

help you forget them all," she whispered.

Before the car even reached the hotel, Mona was straddling my lap, her skirt hitched up around her waist. I gripped her ass hard enough to bruise, my claws partially extending in my anger.

"You want to please ?" I growled, ripping her blouse open. Buttons scattered across the car floor. "Then take everything I give you."

"Yes, Alpha," she moaned, using a title I hadn’t earned yet but craved desperately.

I yanked her underwear aside, not bothering to remove it completely. My zipper ca down, and I positioned her above . Leon was close to the surface now, demanding, aggressive.

"Fuck yourself on ," I commanded, my voice rough with animal need. "Show

how loyal you really are."

She sank down, taking

completely in one swift movent. I hissed at the tight heat enveloping . Mona threw her head back, exposing her throat in submission—a gesture that appealed to my wolf’s dominant nature.

"That’s it," I growled, gripping her hips hard enough that my fingertips left red marks on her pale skin. "Ride

like you an it."

She bounced frantically on my cock, her breasts swaying before . I leaned forward, biting her nipple through the lace of her bra, hard enough to make her cry out. The pain made her inner walls clench around , drawing a guttural moan from my chest.

"You’re mine to use," I growled against her skin, moving from her breast to her neck. My teeth grazed the delicate skin there, threatening to mark her though I had no intention of following through. "Say it!"

"I’m yours!" she gasped, her pace becoming erratic. "Use

however you want!"

I flipped our positions, slamming her against the seat with enough force to make the car rock. The privacy partition was up, but the driver would know exactly what was happening in the back.

I pounded into her rcilessly, each thrust punishing, as if I could sohow reach Victoria through this act. My hand found Mona’s throat, squeezing just enough to restrict her breathing without cutting it off completely.

"Is this what you wanted?" I snarled, watching her eyes roll back as her pussy tightened around my cock. "To be fucked like an animal by soone who sees you as nothing but a warm hole?"

"Yes!" she scread, her nails raking down my back hard enough to draw blood even through my shirt. "Harder! Mark !"

I increased my pace, the car windows fogging with our exertion. Sweat dripped from my brow onto her flushed chest. I was close, the tension building at the base of my spine.

Mona ca with a shriek, her body convulsing beneath . I followed monts later, burying myself deep inside her as I unleashed with a roar that was more wolf than man.

As I collapsed against her, panting, Leon retreated, temporarily sated but still unsatisfied. Victoria remained in our thoughts—the true object of our desire.