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“Okay,dad,” she says, rolling her eyes as she marches past me.
Gripping her elbow, I pull her to a stop. “I’ve had enough of your sass, Princess.” I tug her closer and hold her chin in my other hand, forcing her look me in the eyes. Love a little too much the flicker of fear I find in them. “You keep it up and I’ll play the part. Turn you over my knee and make you wish you’d been a good girl and gone straight to bed.”
She still eyes me with that hard stare, wanting to come back at me, but not having the guts to test my limits.
“There’s my good girl,” I say, absentmindedly letting my thumb graze her bottom lip. So supple. My canines ache to sink into it. My tongue craves to lick the wound as her mouth parts, following my touch as I finally take my hand from her sweet face.
Do it, my wolf says.Bite her. Claim her. She’s ours.
While scolding my wolf, reminding him Dimitri will kill us if we claim his daughter, I lead Alice by the elbow to her room and grit out a, “Goodnight, princess,” through my teeth before going to my own room to punish myself for almost throwing away all the good her father’s done for me.
Chapter four
Alice
Imust have passedout after Kane threw me in my room, because I don’t realize I’m shivering until an intense heat seeps into my skin. It’s not just a physical warmth. There’s something deeper. A dark, earthy scent reaches my lungs and soothes my soul. The restlessness I’ve been feeling for the last week or more leaves me completely. I want to soak up every degree, enjoy the warmth and comfort in the freezing space. That is, until my eyes flutter open and I discover where the warmth comes from—whose body is wrapped around me. All at once, the hazy events of the night flood through my brain, now aching as it’s freed from its drunken state.
“What the fuck?” I bark at Kane as I push against him, trying to get free.
But as soon as he lets me go, I ache to have his arms around me again. Comforted by his overwhelmingly masculine scent. Let him keep me warm in the cold as fuck cabin.
Ignoring the inexplicable pull to wrap myself around him and bury my face in his neck, his chest… His lap… I turn and storm toward the hallway and my bedroom beyond.
“Fine,” Kane croons. “You wanna freeze to death, alone in your room? You’re eighteen. You can do whatever you want,” he says, mocking the comment I made in the car on the way here.
Balling my fists so hard my nails might actually draw blood from my palms, I bite my tongue and curl up under the one measly blanket on my bed.
This might be stupid but it’s true, Icando whatever I want. And I don’t want to be cuddled up withhim.
My body instantly betrays my mind, wanting the warm, hard press of Kane’s body against mine.
No.
Not just wanting it…
Needing it.
This doesn’t make any sense. I hate Kane. I have ever since he abandoned me. He was the only person who made me feel safe and special—loved—after my mom died. My dad was great before, but after, he shut down. Kane was all I had and he left me.
So, why the fuck is my body screaming at me to go to him? Why is my pussy slick and aching? Why does my mind calm, thinking about his big body pressing my back into the floor next to the fire as he sinks his cock deep inside of me?
I shiver, but it’s not just the cold that gets to me now. My body wants something it most certainly shouldn’t, but I’m finding extremely difficult to deny. I regret how hard I fought to get away from him. Tempted to listen to my body’s pleading.
The more I fight the urge to go back out there, the more restless I get. My legs shake and my fingers tap nervously on the mattress as the cold sinks further into my bones, wracking my body from head to toe.
Fuck it. Maybe I could fight this if I wasn’t risking freezing to death, but I need him. For his warmth.
“Just his warmth,” I say out loud, in a desperate attempt to convince myself it’s true when I know it’s not. This inexplicable tension has been building between us all night and as pissed off as I still am at him, I don’t want to fight it anymore. I just need to be close to him. To ease the tension a bit so I can get some sleep.
On my tip toes, I ease out of my room and down the hallway. I don’t know what to say when I get out there. I really don’t like the idea of having to admit I made a mistake. But it turns out I don’t have to say a word as I stand on the threshold between the hallway and living area. Kane knows I’m there. Acknowledges me by simply lifting the blanket, inviting me to crawl under it with him. An invitation I don’t hesitate to accept.
“We’re just sleeping,” I say as he wraps his arms around me, giving me back all the heat I’d lost when I left. “Nothing else.”
“What else would we do?” he asks, smoothing my hair back with his big hand to bring my icy cheek to his bare chest. “What exactly’s going on in that naughty little head of yours, Princess?”
“Nothing. I’m just making sure there’s nothing going on in yours.”
“Oh, princess. There’s always something going on in my naughty little head.”
