Page 101 of Four Masked Wolves


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“Tell me,” she pushed. “Why wouldn’t I? I fucking love you all.”

“Because, sometimes, I feel like I don’t belong,” I finally admitted. “Sometimes, I … I … feel like you want to be with the other guys more than me. I don’t fucking know why. I’ve just always felt that way, even four years ago.”

Sina took an unsteady breath. “Darius … did I do something to make you feel that way?”

“No,” I said, dragging my hand over my hair. As the word came out of my mouth, I found myself thinking about how stupid I sounded. Sina had done absolutely nothing wrong, and here I was, making her feel like I was blaming her. “You didn’t do anything.”

When Sina took a step closer to me, I crossed my arms to close myself off. Like the other guys, I didn’t like being vulnerable. Being vulnerable meant getting hurt. It had happened four years ago, and I’d tried to turn cold after that.

But I couldn’t.

Sina had always held a certain place in my heart, no matter if I didn’t feel like I fit in or not. She wrapped her arms around my body and pulled me closer to her, resting her head on my tight chest and closing her eyes.

“I’m sorry you felt like that,” she whispered. “But please don’t leave me ever again. After Gaian marked me, I wanted you to mark me too. I wanted to feel your canines inside me,youinside me again. But you … you were gone. You left me empty.”

“You want me to mark you?” I whispered.

She glanced up at me, hesitation in her gaze. “Not if you don’t want to.”

I cupped her face and glanced down at the left side of her neck, which only had one mark so far. The space above the crook of her neck was free of a mark and waiting for me, calling to me, beckoning me to mark her already.

Swallowing hard, I trailed my callous fingers along her bare throat. “Sina …”

My wolf—who I had suppressed all last night and this morning—quickly awoke inside me. My canines lengthened inside my mouth, but the worries were still running through my head, telling me that I didn’t belong, that I wasn’t good enough for her.

“You don’t have to,” Sina said, brushing her fingers over my facial hair. Tears trembled in her eyes. “I just don’t want you to feel left out because you’re not left out to me. If I didn’t want you, I wouldn’t have toldyouabout my father before all the others. I wouldn’t look forward to eating those waffles with you every morning. I wouldn’t have craved them for the past four years. It was hell without you, and I—”

Before I could stop myself, I dipped my head and kissed her on the mouth. She sucked in a sharp, tense breath, then relaxed in my hold and kissed me back. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me down to her.

We kissed until she needed to breathe and pulled away slightly. I moved my lips down her chin, then down her throat, toward the bare part of her throat. My lengthened canines grazed over her soft spot, brushing against Thayer’s mark for a moment, then against skin.

“Darius,” she whispered, curling her fingers against my chest. “Darius, you don’t have to. If you want to wait, we can wait. I don’t want to—”

“Tell me you want it, Sina. Tell me you want me.”

“I don’t just want you, Darius,” she breathed, tilting her head to the side to give me better access. “Gods, I need you. Give me your mark. Give me all of you.”

I sank my teeth into her throat until my gums reached her flesh. I gripped on to her tighter, pleasure shooting through my entire body. She squirmed in my hold and moaned loudly, her body trembling with pleasure too.

“Darius!” she cried, breathing hitched. “Fuck, I love you so much.”

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What had startedas an innocent touch turned into something much deeper.

Darius pulled his canines out of my neck and drew his tongue over the wound to seal it closed. I tugged him closer, needing every part of my body to touch him, aching for him—for them all—to be inside me.

“Breed,” I whispered. “Please, breed me.”

Before I could stop myself, I jumped onto him and wrapped my legs around his waist. When he grabbed my ass with his strong arms to hold me up, I ground my pussy against his jeans, desperate for it.

“Please,” I pleaded. “Please, I need it. I need it so badly.”

I didn’t know what had come over me, but I couldn’t stop it. Nor did I want to stop it.

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