Her pulse fluttered. “Is something wrong?”
“Yes.” His breath ghosted against her lips. Her stomach flipped, and he went on before she could press further. “You’re in my head. Every second of the goddamn day. Your body, your mouth…” His hands lifted, framing her face, thumbs brushing against her cheekbones. “You consume me,” he said, each word low and full of need.
Her breath fanned against his lips. “Then I suggest you act on it.”
A flicker of a smirk touched his mouth. Then he closed the distance and kissed her.
It was fierce and unrelenting, as if he’d held back for too long. And she didn’t pause, not for a second. Pure lust flooded through her as he claimed her mouth. His tongue swept in hungrily, desperate to taste every inch of her. She melted into him, meeting his movements with equal intensity, her fingers digging into his bare chest.
He groaned against her mouth, gripping the back of her head with one hand, his fingers threading through her hair as if anchoring himself to her. His other hand grasped the curve of her backside, pulling her flush against him. She arched into him, the hard lines of his body making hergasp as he walked them backward, shutting the door behind him with a decisive click.
His mouth dragged along her jaw, down her throat, his tongue flicking over the rapid pulse there. “I need more of you,” he rasped against her skin. “But I want to hear you say it. Tell me what you want.”
There was no hesitation. She already knew.
“You,” she breathed. “Only you, Kaldrek. Nothing else could ever compare.”
His lips curved against her throat. “Only me?” he asked, voice dark and edged with desire.
“Yes.”.
“Good,” he growled. “Because no one touches what’s mine. And you, Evelyne… You are mine.”
Then his mouth was on hers again, and with effortless strength, he lifted her, hands firm on her waist. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around him, holding tight as he pressed her back against the wall.
He pulled back just enough to let his mouth glide down the curve of her throat, his tongue tracing fire in its wake before he bit down lightly. She moaned, the slight pressure sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.
A wicked chuckle rumbled in his chest. “I can’t wait to hear the sounds you make for me.”
Yes. Please.The words screamed in her mind, but all she managed was a strangled whimper. She tugged at his hair, pulling his mouth back to hers, desperate to taste him again. This time, he kissed her slower, like he wanted to savor every moment. Like he was mapping her, memorizing her.
She pressed her hips into his, seeking more. He hissed against her lips, his grip tightening. “Not so defiantnow, are we?”
Of course he would tease her at a time like this. But damn it, he was right. There wasn’t a single defiant bone left in her body—she was his. Completely.
He carried her to the bed, his warmth searing through her robe’s thin, damp fabric. But even as her body burned for him, a thought surfaced through the haze.
“What about the shift?”
He laid her down gently, his body settling over hers, and murmured, “They can’t shift without their alpha.” He brushed his lips along her collarbone, his fingers tracing the edge of her robe, teasing. “They can wait.”
A shiver rolled through her as he eased the fabric from her shoulders, his mouth trailing in its wake, pressing kisses against the newly exposed skin. Heat spilled from his breath, his touch awakening every nerve in her body.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he said against her skin.
She exhaled, fingers tangling in his hair. “Don’t stop.”
His gaze snapped to hers. “Do you want me to touch you?”
“Please,” she whispered, desperate now. Every inch of her throbbed with want, her skin feverish beneath his hands.
His fingers drifted lower, finding the laces of her robe. He pulled, untangling them so painfully slowly that she thought she might combust. His palm slid up the center of her stomach, parting the fabric as he went, revealing her inch by inch.
He stilled.
His eyes devoured her, tracing every curve, every shadow and hollow of her body before he exhaled, “Look at you.” He shook his head in awe, his voice hushed with reverence. “So fucking beautiful.”
A soft moan escaped her as he dipped his head, his mouth closing over one breast while his hand cupped the other. The sensation surged through her in a wave of pleasure, heat pooling between her legs as she arched into his touch. He groaned against her skin, teasing her breast before finding her lips again in a kiss steeped in hunger.
