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Chapter Six

You were never a solid form, just wisps of shadows and teasing sensations—flashes of parts that flickered too quickly for me to latch on to. But your eyes, those penetrating, electric eyes, drilled me to the core. Sliver, amber, incandescently blue, it didn’t matter which mood you were in, I needed you now. And like a thought turned real, you were here, wrapping yourself around my fear, coating me in fur and heat, your wolf knowing just what I craved—love, protection. Your presence, right now, while my body shuddered through excruciating pain, was a comfort. I knew I was safe, even if I was floating in darkness, diving away from the things that hurt, slipping deeper into unconsciousness. You coaxed me into the shadows where the hurts couldn’t find me, the promise of safety inherent in the nudge of your muzzle. Your wolf was the big bad that others feared. To me, your wolf was security. I could rest, sleep, heal.

Memories of reoccurring dreams flashed past me, and I latched on to one. The first one that came three years ago when you wrapped me up in strong, invisible limbs, when you whispered desire in my ear and confessed that you’d been searching for me for your whole life. I felt the truth in your whispers and knew that somehow, I’d called you to me.

Somehow, we were meant to be, if only in my dreams.

The fantasy always felt so real, and I never wanted to leave. From the first time we met, I’d wished that what happened in my dreams would carry over to real life. It never had, and I knew never would, but for three years I’ve had you at my side, even if you are only in the shadows of my mind.

I remember how your ghostly touch awakened desire I didn’t know I had—wanted, needed. You trailed fire over every hill and valley of my skin that burned away any doubt or hesitation from my body three years ago. The first time I felt your lips press against mine—so firm, so demanding—I kissed you back, letting inhibitions disappear into the swirl of sensuality that cascaded along every nerve and synapse. Your tongue, entangled with mine, was a possessive urgency I’d never known before. It made me gasp and moan and clench tighter to your shadowy presence.

The rasp of your stubbled chin both tickled and scraped along my jaw, delicious torture down my throat as you continued your hungry kisses over my body, hunting for your prize.

You circled my nipples with your mouth, licks and flicks, sucking so hard I arched into you, begging for moremoremore.

I slipped my fingers to my clit, matching your tormenting strokes against my sensitive nipples until I was writhing, groaning and riding the wave of a climax that shuddered through me hard enough to wrench me from dreamland, my fingers still in my panties, reality so stark in contrast all around me. And you, just a wisp of shadow fading back into my unconscious mind.

This was my favorite memory of you. This was the dream I called back to me when you’d disappear for long stretches of time. I’ve never asked questions. I’ve never wondered where you go.

Until now.

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