(SHILOH)
The minute her hands touched my chest, I saw the flash of heat in her eyes. The warmth penetrated the fabric of my shirt, and her mouth opened just a little.
That was all I needed. Capturing her lips in mine, I kissed her urgently as I backed her into the rock. Just before her head hit the stone, I cradled her head, and it was my knuckles that smacked against the rough surface. I didn't care.
My tongue swept in, taking what was mine, and as soon as I tasted the sweetness of her mouth again, my fury grew. How could she be so fucking delicate? So goddamn innocent?
How could I crave her this much knowing what she was?
Growling, I tore my mouth away and stared down at her. Wet, large, and hesitant eyes stared up at , and I was lost in her. "Turn around," I ordered. "I want you pressed up against ."
Quietly, she obeyed. As soon as my fingers moved down her soft belly, she shivered and squird against . I could sll her arousal, and my own body tightened in kind.
Mine.
She was mine, and fuck, I wanted her.
"Spread your legs, Mira. Let see just how hot you are for ."
With a small moan, she widened her legs. "I hate you," she whispered, her body belying her words. All she had to do was say no. Push away. Instead, she was squirming against and panting like a dog in heat.
And she couldn't even imagine the kinds of things I could do to her body. The way I could make her quiver with pleasure. Beg for more. Cry out for rcy.
"The feeling is mutual. I hate that I think of you every day, my little honeyed wolf. Feel that wretched and traitorous bond tying us together. Think about that sassy little mouth wrapped around my cock while I slip my tongue between your thighs and make you co while you choke on ."
"God," she gasped.
"I haven't been with anyone else. Every ti I even think about it, all I see is you, over , under , however the fuck you want . Once. Just once, I need to know how it feels before I can finally be free of you."
I sank my fingers in her warmth, and she arched into . Sliding my other hand up, I grabbed her throat and anchored her to . "I've fucked myself raw thinking of how you taste, and now I'm going to find out."
Holding her to , I brought my fingers up to my lips, I licked the tips and grunted. "Oh, yeah. I'm going to enjoy getting my tongue inside you."
"Please. More," she hissed.
"You think you get to tell what to do?" I pald her pussy and stroked her with the palm of my hand. "Not tonight."
Maybe not ever. Would there be anything other than tonight?
I tightened my hold on her throat and strumd my fingers over her clit. I sure as hell hoped there were no other wolves in the area because her moans of pleasure were echoing off the cave walls, and I was having a damn hard ti keeping my power withheld.
I wanted to unleash it. To let it wrap around her so she knew she was safe here with .
"Co, Mira. Let it go. Just for tonight. Just for right now." I added a second finger, careful to only move in a way that made her moan. She was so damn tight, and then I smoothed my thumb over her clit.
Once. Twice.
Her voice caught, and she tried to pull away, but I could feel the climax rushing through her body. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to feel the way her body shuddered against .
When it was over, I realized how desperately I wanted to hold her for just a little longer.
To murmur that I was hers as much as she was mine, and she could turn around and do whatever the hell she wanted with . To sink my cock in her until there was no end and no beginning. Just us, fucking like the animals that we were.
Instead, I saw her on her knees, staring up at , admitting that she'd helped her father.
What had her father done to turn her into that? Was she even the sa woman?
"You can let go of my throat now," she said quietly, seemingly knowing that the spell had sohow broken. I was still rock hard, but I wasn't about to do anything about it.
What the fuck had I been thinking?
Quickly, I released her. "I shouldn't have been so rough. You can tell to stop," I said gruffly. She didn't say anything or turn around, so I stepped away. "I'll lay out our clothes to dry. You don't need to be naked all night. I think I'm better. I just...I may need to hold you tonight while you sleep."
"It's not the sa." "What's not the sa?"
Sighing, she bent down to pick up Finn's discarded clothes. "What you just did and what others did. They'd use , not often. Just when their boredom had stretched too long, my father did want to stay a virgin. I think he wanted to auction off."
I growled, and she snapped her head up. "Sorry, what I'm trying to say is that what you did and what they did are not the sa. It feels different. Not abusive. You don't have to feel guilty about it, and you don't have to worry. I know it's just instinct. It doesn't an anything."
"You're still a virgin?"
"Don't start thinking I'm pure and innocent. I'm not. I just haven't had anything fuck outside of my dreams."
I slept in fits, one ear open for trouble and one arm wrapped around Mira. She slept fitfully as well, waking up, pulling away, and then coming back. We didn't speak about what happened again.
Our clothes were dry by the next morning, although they slt like the river. It was still better than having her sll like Finn.
"I'm not familiar with this area, but I should still be able to spot any spell traps. You just have to follow closely and listen to ," she said sharply as we stepped out of the cave.
She was feeling vulnerable about what happened yesterday. She wasn't the only one.
Rubbing my chest, I just nodded. "Finn said we're probably only a day or so away from the witch den."
"Lead the way," I said with a mocking bow.
With a roll of her eyes, she looked left and right. Finn had said to follow the caves north until we could find the narrow path to climb over them. From there, we'd be able to see the fortress.
We made it ten minutes before she stopped short and held out her hand. "Don't move."
Her voice held just a thrill of excitent, and I followed her gaze. It only took a second for to see sothing shiny. "It's just the sun reflecting off so tal."
"Oh, no. It is not. What are the chances that you want to see what the piece of tal is?"
Pretty damn good, but I didn't want to admit that. "What do you see?" "Silver. Shimry silver, like glitter," she whispered. "It's beautiful." "And deadly?"
"Maybe. Hold on."
Once again, I stepped to the side for just a mont to see what she did. I was still having a hard ti believing that she could just see it differently, see the way that it worked. She was holding sothing back from .
"Tell what you're doing."
"Careful." She glanced over her shoulder. "Your power is slipping again, alpha."
"Why do you insist on keeping it a secret?"
"Maybe because it's so rare that I have sothing to myself. Would you quit moving? This thing is bigger than you think."
"If you don't explain what you're doing, how am I going to get back safely?"
"Unless you're planning on hurting the witches, they'll guide you safely... Shiloh, fuck! I said stop!"
At the sound of her panicked voice, I stopped, but it was too late. My body seized as sothing invisible grasped it. It tightened, like chains around , pulled to the ground, and began dragging into the bush.
"Shit." Eyes wide, she pulled her hands back and stared. "Stop fighting it. You'll make it worse. Try to relax."
Easier said than done. The pain was so intense, I could barely breathe. My wolf roared to the surface, and when I tried to shift, sothing tightened around my thigh until it cut into my skin and blood started to run own my leg.
"Breathe," she whispered as she grabbed my hand. "Let your wolf go. It just wants to fight. Seek sothing soft. Sothing comforting. And breathe."
I didn't even have to give my wolf an order. It heard Mira and obeyed, imdiately curling up inside and vibrating. The panic eased, just a little, and I tried to breathe.
The pain lessened.
"The trap wants you to fight. It likes the challenge. Go to a happy place."
Focusing on her, I watched as she pulled her hand away and stood. Looked behind her shoulder and back at .
Fuck. There was absolutely nothing I could do. She could walk away right now, and I'd be stuck in this trap until the vultures swooped down to gnaw at my insides.
She was going to leave .
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