Shuffling back against him, she laid her head back on his chest…listening to the rain beating against the floor and her heart beating against its cage. No, it wasn’t just hers, she could hear his too, pumping out of control, pumping fast and unsteadily. He hugged her tighter. “I want to kiss you so
“I’m not okay…” She raised her head to look at him; giving up, giving in. “Take care of me.” Her breathless words surprised him, the desperation in them was the same desperation he felt; a need that only involved her. Her scent was mesmerizing; like a hypnotic spell, it compelled him; drowning him
He reached for the waistband of her drawers. “I never planned to take it this far, but holding back is much harder than I thought. Food is what should be served on a table, but why is that you look more perfect laying there? Why is that I want to f*cking taste you?” Delilah’s eyes widened at his wo
“Can you do that for me, Delilah?” At the sound of his voice and the words he’d said, more slick pooled down her walls, soaking his fingers, dripping down them. “Hmm…?” He rammed them deeper, and the sudden motion had her crying out words that were incoherent. “Talk to me…I don’t understand.” Whe
Jake opened the front door, leading the way inside. He couldn’t tell how he felt, but his heart hadn’t calmed down yet, and the butterflies flying around in his stomach were still there. It seemed not everything had gone completely wrong because what just happened was definitely right…it felt right
She closed the door and approached him. “I’ll sit on the floor, the angle will be better.” Before she could sit, he grabbed a cushion from the bed and handed it to her. “Here…take this.” She took it, dropping it to the floor and then sitting down on it. Jake stretched across to the side of the bed
Jake woke up somewhere he least expected himself to be; on the floor in Delilah’s room, hanging tight onto her. He remembered he’d been here last night, but he couldn’t tell exactly when he fell asleep and how Delilah ended up in his arms. She was fast asleep; facing him, and he couldn’t help but n
“Yeah…” She cracked an egg, pouring its contents into the bowl. “Pass me the mixer.” Jake opened the drawers beneath the counter one by one until he found it, passing it to her. She gave it a rinse under the pipe before starting to mix what she had in the bowl. Jake continued to stare at her, not
Jeo walked back to the shabby cabins where his men were. He was angry…at her and at himself. He regretted coming here now more than ever. It was all for nothing. She carried too much vengeance, the hate she had for him could never amount to love.A tired sigh left his lips as he shoved one of the ca
“You know, I was happy about coming here…I thought I could probably make something work, but with how much you seem to hate me for crimes I didn’t commit, nothing will ever work out between us. And I’ll just f*cking accept it.” River shifted her gaze away from him as he left, making sure to aggres
When the door creaked open, and he saw her leaning against the desk in the center of the room…that was when he breathed out…almost gasping at her beauty. She was wearing a bodysuit, one that covered but also showcased all of her. It was etched to her body, showcasing its every curve and the curves
Jeo came to a sudden stop in the woods he’d intruded. He could smell stale blood…stale werewolf blood. He could also smell the venomoons that resided behind the invisible lines that marked their borders. He couldn’t see it, but somehow, he could tell exactly where their lands started, and he didn’
Before Quinn could respond, Jeo quickly stood to his feet, holding a hand up. “I’ll do it…! I’ll do it…” His impatient yell and then whispered words gained him everybody’s attention, their eyes swung his way, all summing him up as though he’d gone mad. “Did you really just volunteer? Do you want
She took a seat in the last empty chair around the table without Zayd even having to tell her to. “I thought this alliance was about unity and peace, but there is no peace or unity when my people have to be on constant lookout for your next strike. We’ve withstood enough of this, if another mutt wal
Two weeks after the meet and greet, an official meeting was called and surprisingly, Jeo was to attend. He wasn’t exactly sure why Zayd wanted him to be present, he’d never been a part of something like this before…considering the size and the rank of his pack… He was sure this had something to do
And then she trudged through the door. Her words hurt, but Jeo followed her anyway, stopping when they made it to a door opposite to the one they just walked through. She sighed, turning to face him with eyes nonchalant and fierce; kind of like Quinn’s. “May I ask why you’re following me?” Jeo cl
She didn’t look at him for long, but he could see the recognition in those mesmerizing eyes. She knew who he was…and yet she…she ignored him? Why? And this aura she possessed…what was it? She wasn’t a werewolf…but her presence was strong. If she was the River Adams Zayd spoke of, then what exactly