J.D. wasn’t even grudging in his admiration. “Dude, you are freaking strong. Holy shit, man, that was fantastic.” He pumped his fists like he’d just watched his favorite boxer win a match he’d bet his life savings on.“This is bullshit,” Nathaniel groaned as he finally sat up. “That wasn’t a fair fight.”“What part wasn’t fair?” Mika asked in disgust.Nathaniel slowly got to his feet and gestured toward me. “He…well, he…” He shook his head, and his face went red. “You wouldn’t understand unless you were fighting him, but he fucking cheated.”Von raised his eyebrows, and I could tell he was doing an epic job of keeping himself from rolling his eyes. “Yes, anyway, it’s time for Wyatt and Kira to get ready for their romantic evening.” He looked from me to Kira and smiled gleefully. “And hopefully, we’ll get lucky and see some more pining looks. It looks like Kira enjoys a man who can take what he wants, hmmm?”Kira, face flushed, glanced away from me. So, Von had noticed the way she’d lo
All I could do was sit there for a few minutes and think about what Zoe had just revealed. Ryan had a mate back home? He’d been so charming and flirty with me the night before. I felt dirty and nauseated just thinking about it. I still didn’t think he deserved whatever fate had taken him out in the woods, but he most certainly didn’t deserve any more of my sadness and pity.Zoe was right—I needed to worry about my own survival. I wasn’t here to get a mate, either. Did that make me as bad as Ryan and the others? I supposed it did.“What other rumors or drama have you heard? Spill it, sister.”Zoe quickly looked away. “Uh…oh jeez. Let me get your next outfit first, then I’ll get into it.”She grabbed the clothes I’d be wearing. Once she started working, juicy tidbits of info started tumbling out.“So, neither Mika nor Leif wants to be here. Their packs forced them to come as some kind of severe punishment.”“Punishments for what?” I asked, gaping at her. What could be that bad?Zoe shru
I was appalled that she recalled so much of that might. She’d barely been able to stand when I found her out on the street, talking to Wyatt.“Also, you still haven’t given me the good dirt about Wyatt,” Zoe said.“What dirt?”Zoe held her palms so they were roughly six inches apart. “Bigger?”“Huh?”She moved her hands another three inches apart. “Bigger than this?” she asked with a gasp.“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Zoe. Stop it.”She pouted and lowered her hands. “It’s important information.”“That night was a spur-of-the-moment thing. I was coming here to maybe die, and I needed some stress release. That’s all that was. A night of…” I paused and gave a defeated shrug. “Good sex, I’ll admit. I was desperate to get my mind off everything for a while, and Wyatt happened to be there. Nothing more. I let myself forget what a bossy, domineering asshole he was for one hour. I put all that out of my mind, used his body to get what I wanted, and then we were done. I’ve already forgotten how it fe
Vin clasped his hands together and leaned down close to Wyatt. The hovering camera followed him and got a close-up view of the two men.“Wyatt, I think this would be the perfect time for you to ask Kira about her rejection story.”A cold hand clenched around my stomach. The last thing I wanted was to talk about that. Not with Wyatt, and not with hundreds of millions of people watching. I’d known that I would eventually have to talk about it. The show was called The Reject Project for a reason. But I never thought it would happen at the end of the first day or with this man—the person who’d been there to see the embarrassment, shock, and shame on my face. It would almost be like telling the story while looking into a mirror.Smiling thinly, Wyatt nodded to Von. “Great idea,” he said, but I could pick up the annoyance in his tone.Von, ever oblivious, grinned and took a step back. “Enjoy your dinner. The chefs of The Reject Mansion have a glorious seven-course meal planned for you.” He
Wyatt swallowed and waved his hand at me to stop. “Don’t do that. Don’t talk negatively about yourself. If I had to guess? This rejection sounds like normal pack politics. His shitheel of a father probably found him a better match in a higher-ranking pack, and then they cut you loose. You deserved better. Did you ever get the chance to confront this so-called mate about this rejection?”I cleared my throat. Things were getting real. It didn’t feel like we were on a show. Wyatt sounded sincere. Did he actually believe these things? Ever since Jayson rejected me, all I’d experienced was shame. Shame, anger, and self-loathing. Nothing I said to myself ever got those emotions out of my head. A small part of me continued to believe that I was at fault, that I’d somehow ruined the mate pairing. Hearing Wyatt sticking up for me and trashing Jayson and his family should have been petty and childish, but it lifted my spirits and made me feel less broken.“I never really had the chance,” I said
Kira snorted a laugh, and I snapped my gaze back to her. She grinned at me. “It’s when fans of a show want two characters or contestants to get together. Come on, Wyatt, get with the times.”Her gentle prodding should have irritated me, but I enjoyed the way she’d said it, and the grin on her face when she spoke.“Correct,” Von said as he rolled his eyes. “They even gave you a cute little ship name. Kwyatt. Pronounced quiet, you get it?”I really didn’t, but he seemed so pleased with himself that I let it go.“Can we get back to dinner?” Kira asked.Her tone was nonchalant, but I could hear the undertone of annoyance at Von’s constant interrupting. If the host noticed, he either ignored it or didn’t care.Von clasped his hands behind his back and leaned forward as though to whisper a secret to us. “Kira, we may have to get you cue cards. I hate to say it, but you aren’t very good at this. You haven’t asked Wyatt about his rejection story. We need to have a two-way conversation to give
Von stepped over and ran a finger down my lapel. “Hopefully, Mister Rivers here can sleep after that sexy kiss you two shared. Looks like sparks are indeed flying at the Reject Mansion.” He smiled at the camera once more. “Until tomorrow, friends. And remember, everyone loves an underdog.”Von waved a hand, cutting the recording. He spared us a glance as he walked out. “Lots to do before tomorrow. I’ll be up helping the team edit footage for hours. Ugh, such is life. You two should head off to bed. Great job. See you tomorrow,” he called over his shoulder as he strode off into the depths of the mansion.I was watching Von and all the cameras round the corner when a hard yank on my hand had me stumbling backward.“What are you doing?” I asked Kira as she dragged me along with her.“Shut up,” Kira grunted.“Well, damn. All right, then.”Kira pulled me down a hall I’d never seen. She tried two different doors until she found one that was unlocked. The room wasn’t decorated like the rest
I lowered my head to her breast, sucking her nipple and kissing her skin while grinding my cock deep into her. She draped her arms around my neck as I fucked her. She was soft, wet, and warm. It was like I was in a dream. Everything was hazy and surreal. I didn’t want it to end.Pulling out of her, I flipped Kira over on her belly and entered her from behind. My chest pressed into her back as I kissed her jaw, our breath and sweat mingling as I moved inside her.“Wyatt, I’m getting close. I’m gonna come.” The words left Kira in panting bursts.I increased my speed, the muscles in my legs and ass bunching as I fucked her deeper and harder. I didn’t even care about my orgasm—I just wanted to give her everything I could. I wanted her to scream and moan, to call out my name.Kira buried her face into the couch and let her cries of pleasure leak out in gasps and groans. I heard her catch her breath, then scream. She convulsed beneath me as an earth-shaking orgasm enveloped her.“Wyatt…Wyat