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The last time I felt the urge to fight was watching her in the ring for the first time weeks ago. The intensity of the crowd, the sizzling dominance she portrayed even when injured was intoxicating. And fuck, joining her in the shower and laying my lips upon hers still swirled through my mind.
Shit. I need to stop thinking.
“Did I wake you?” she asked and began closing the distance between us. She didn’t hesitate to hug me, and any nerves I carried in the heat of the moment faded in an instant.
Meeting her twinkling gaze, I watched her smile in delight.
“I’m sweaty. My bad.”
So fucking cute…
She really thought I gave a hoot about her sweat?
“Why are you so perfect?” I quietly asked which surprised her.
“Perfect? You sure about that?” she reasoned with a brow raise. “Last time I checked, my body was a chaotic mess of blemishes and bruises, and let’s not jump into the mental and emotional departments cause they’re just a mess.”
I needed to kiss her. So I did.
Her mouth was hot and bloody addicting, and I didn’t hold back in delivering a dominating kiss that would prevent her from controlling this passionate connection. She didn’t get how much I hated when she brought herself down like that.
No one in their right mind would be able to deal with the bullshit she’d been through long before she awakened her wolf, and now with her getting everything her many rivals sought for, why wouldn’t they be doing every dirty trick to bring her down?
It needs to stop.
Why the fuck were we in her life? We should be making everything easier. Not harder.
I knew all of us were struggling with adapting to the changes and workload, but it felt like such a weak excuse compared to what Willow was dealing with. Finding out her whole life she’d been purposely outcasted, abused, and potentially medically manipulated was a hard pill to swallow -let alone accept so she could seek to change everything in her life.
She was a fucking warrior, and I wanted to remind her of that -starting with my lips.
“You have to stop with that negative talk, Rebel Flower,” I growled against her lips and purposely pulled her against me. She could feel my hardness, and from the lustful look in her eye, she knew where this would go if we didn’t tame our pulsing desires. “Do I need to remind you how fucking beautiful, strong, and multi-talented you are?”
“Maybe,” she admitted with a slight smirk. “I miss you.”
That made me far too happy to hear as I leaned in to kiss her once more. “Didn’t we go running all day yesterday?”
“Yes,” she muttered and lightly kissed me. “Not enough.”
“We never get enough when it comes to you,” I confessed and claimed her lips.
Funny how we stood in the middle of the ring, her body in such sexy lingerie while I was just in my boxers. I wanted to fuck her so bad, and then again, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to take this to the next level.
If I got too addicted, there was no way I could keep my distance from her, and that would make things harder for everyone. I was sure Onyx was struggling with not being so clingy with Willow, and the others were trying to make it so Willow wasn’t overwhelmed with trying to satisfy each of us, but hell.
I want her so fucking bad.
"What are you thinking about?” she quietly asked and leaned back to peer into my eyes. “Your eyes are doing that fire glowing thing.”
Fuck.
I guessed I never really dived into what I truly was with her. It wasn’t like I didn’t trust her, because I knew my life and secrets would be safe with her just like the others in the pack, but I hadn’t been prepared for her acceptance.
In my life, that was one of the hardest things to grasp: being accepted in society, in my community, in the world of fighting, and even in the realms of the shifter world.
When you were an endangered species, you began to go from a sacred being to an anomaly. Stupid, yet a reality of our sick world which always left me thinking that no one would accept me for what I was.
Thus, keeping it a secret was the logical thing to do.
