AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Seff?”
He opened the door, stepped inside, and closed it quietly behind him. He gripped his shirt and denim jacket in his hand. His bare feet poked out beneath his jeans. A light dusting of snow coated his broad shoulders and still-damp, shaggy hair. When his brown eyes locked on mine, I felt warm from the inside out. His muscular chest rose and fell in deep, ragged breaths as though he’d run the mountain before coming back. My breath caught as a smile spread across his lips, wild, feral, all teeth and long, sharp fangs.
Oh, gods, I want to feel those teeth and fangs all over my body.
He seemed to shudder all over. “Des...” He lifted his chin as an almost pained look crossed his face.
A wave of emotions flooded my senses. Too many. Too much. I couldn’t sort through them fast enough.
“Seff...” I held up a hand as if my hand alone could slow the flow of all Seff shared with me. “What...what happened?”
He growled and licked his lips. “We got word. They scented the rogues in Colorado.”
I closed my eyes and sucked in a breath. Heat flashed through my entire body as my heart pounded wildly. My skin prickled, and my canines descended in anticipation. The wolf inside me danced in wild circles, making my insides tremble.
Hunt them down. Show no mercy. Kill on sight.
But...first...
Opening my eyes, I locked my gaze on mysakana. Every word I spoke came out on a low guttural growl. “When do we leave?”
“Soon. Your dad is settin’ up a flight out of Red Lodge to Colorado Springs.”
Excitement pounded through Seff’s veins. That same excitement rushed through me—tightening my throat, slamming in my chest, creating a steady throbbing rhythm between my legs. I tugged the towel from around my body and let it fall away.
“Do we have time?”
Seff’s excitement shifted as his gaze moved from my face to my mating mark, then over my breasts and down my torso. His nostrils flared on an inhale. He tossed his jacket and shirt to the futon.
“You betcha.”
He turned away to flip the lock on the door. One hand worked at the buttons of his jeans, revealing a trail of soft hair running from his navel to the thick patch of dark curls peeking out from beneath the V of fabric. A bulge formed off to the side, stretching his jeans tight across his hips. He crossed the room on silent feet, wrapped an arm around me, and walked me backward into my bedroom.
“Des—”
I silenced him with a kiss to his frosty lips, then found his tongue, warm and wet, and sucked on it with slow, hungry, insistent tugs. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled my warm body against his cold chest. He felt so good. He smelled of forest, snow, and earth. He smelled like home. And the taste of him was like nothing I’d ever tasted before. It hadn’t been more than an hour ago that we’d made love, but I was starved for him.
He swallowed the little hum I let out and returned a low growl.
I slipped my hands between us into his jeans and shoved them down his long legs. He stepped out of them as they puddled on the floor. His lips never left mine as I touched him all over, tracing every muscle line on his back. Compared to the rest of his exposed skin, his erection was a hot steel rod pressing hard into my belly. The scent his body gave off was intoxicating.
He lifted me to the edge of the bed, and gripping my thighs, spread them apart, wide, exposing my sex to his gaze.
His lips parted as he took in the sight of me. “So perfect.”
He reached out and gently traced my sex with his fingertip. I trembled as desire swept through me all over again.
“I’ve been dyin’ to look at you...touch you, like this.” He stroked lightly, teasing me.
“Seff...” I bunched the comforter up in my fists and held on as the intense pleasure of his touch rushed through my body.
“I know, darlin’.”
His fingers slipped inside me as his thumb rubbed little circles, and before I could catch my breath, another orgasm built rapidly and swept through me, leaving my skin tingly and sensitive. He continued to stroke me through the last trembling ripples of my climax before his hard length slid inside in a long, slow, deep stroke.
I gasped as he let out another low groan. His hands gripped my hips and held me still.
“Oh...holy fuck...”
