Page 163 of Wolf Awakened


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As I jumped down, he rose up at the last minute and moved so I dropped right onto him.

"Oh fuck! Neo?! Do you want me to kill you?"

"OWOOO!" His howling response was followed with a swift jolt forward that had me falling on my ass right off of him.

"Ugh," I groaned and stared at him as he left my ass behind. "Neo! You left me behind, dammit!"

When he didn't come back, I rolled my eyes and got up. "He did that on purpose," I huffed and rubbed off the dirt and leaves from my legs before I cracked my neck and prepared to run after him.

With a nod to myself, I was running through the forest, starting at a slow movement before I ran faster and faster until everything was blurring together. My instincts kicked in as I caught onto Neo's scent - bits of acrylic paint with a sweet scent of cologne that tickled my senses and actually made me smile because it reminded me of flowers.

Neo's calm personality with that sophisticated beauty reminded me of an orchid flower with drops of blood on its petals that rolled down and created a deadly image of beauty before the chaos.

I wonder if he could draw something like that?

It wasn’t long before I could see Neo in the distance, and I smirked because he didn't slow down a damn bit on my behalf, which made me happy and damn right angry at the same time.

Talk about emotionally complex.

I pushed myself harder than before, the thrill of competition beginning to creep into me and motivate me to defeat him. It felt good to run with him, to be around someone who didn't think of me as a weakling or hindrance.

We were different and yet at this moment, I felt like we were the same. It wasn’t long until we were neck and neck, and the forest was getting thinner, which told me we were almost at our destination.

I pushed a little harder, determined to win against Neo. I was a few inches ahead, but before I made it through the clearing, I was lifted right up by the straps of my sports bra, and I suddenly soared so high and quickly, everything was just a blur of colors until we landed in the middle of a garden.

I was absolutely confused, blinking away the blurry sensation that was plaguing my poor eyes before I lifted my head up to see Neo was literally holding me by my sports bra.

"You know, my breasts didn’t deserve a wedgy, thanks," I commented while I was fighting to catch my breath. I didn’t know where we were, but the garden maze was absolutely beautiful, leaving me curious as I continued to breathe.

Then Neo dropped me.

I cursed and saved myself from a shitty fall, only to realize he didn't drop me; my sports bra had suffered the ultimate consequence of perishing by Neo's sharp teeth. All I could do was frown before I was up, spinning around and putting my hands on my hips as I gave him a sassy 'you did not just destroy my bra' look.

He blinked innocently before he dropped the bra that had suffered and become a casualty.

"Neo," I practically growled, and he lowered onto all fours and began to whimper.

Oh fuck...

"Ugh. Fine! Destroy my bra! But you owe me a new one!" I huffed and walked over to the poor thing that was literally dead. Straps and all.

At least it wasn't my favorite one. You'd think with all the difficulties to get this bloody thing off when drenched, it would withstand a wolf's teeth.

I froze when Neo got up in my space and began licking me from my waist to top, leaving me to stare at him in utter horror.

"Neo Rodriguez!" I snapped, and he panted happily, like he wasn't afraid of my wrath. The sudden sound of bones cracking made me realize he was shifting back, and with a few blinks, there he was -naked and all -while his blindfold was back in place.

Oh, Mother Moon. How did you carve such a divine being?

My pussy thrummed in happiness and I was unable to stop myself from gawking at Neo's hot, chiseled body that was cloaked in sweat. I was pleasantly surprised to find that his top half was chiseled, since it was usually hidden by his black attire that never accented his bicep muscles or the rock-hard six-pack and sexy pecs of his chest muscles.

It was his legs that took my breath away, because they were slathered in tattoos from his hip to his ankles. Some tattoos were magic circles that reminded me of the ones on his eyelids, and others seemed to be tattoos that were there to cover up shit.

Like mine.

His cock grabbed my attention, as if I were mentally saving the best for last, and damn, was he thick, large, and erect. My lingering stare seemed to make it twitch, which had me licking my lips. That seemed preposterous to me because I'd never been turned on by another person's cock, other than Onyx's.

Not like I go cock hunting or anything.

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