Book 1 - Page 10 (2/2)

“Get off me,” she growled, although she wanted to encourage his actions.

“I gave you ample opportunity to move and you wouldn’t listen.” His voice sounded drenched with l.u.s.t.

His mouth caressed the line of her jaw, making her skin tingle in heady expectation. “When you’re in a pack, there are rules.”

Unable to control her body’s reaction, her heated core ached for him to follow through. “Yes, and one of them is not to seduce the pack leader’s intended b.i.t.c.h,” she said, meaning to sound irritated and put him off, but her voice seemed s.e.xually frustrated instead.

Devlyn cast her an evil smile. “I’m not seducing you. You’re still suffering from the effects of hypothermia. I’m merely providing necessary medical attention.”

Again she tried to squirm free, to show him he couldn’t control her, but every wiggle only made her more aware of how ready his body was to take hers. She swore she heard him m.u.f.fle a groan.

“Yeah, right, Devlyn. Volan would really believe that line as much as I do.”

He ran his fingers through her hair and touched his lips to hers, softly this time.

She couldn’t help but respond, desperately needy for a mate’s touch... Devlyn’s touch. The doubts she had about Volan, Devlyn, or wanting a human male all faded from her thoughts in an instant. She licked his lips and then nipped the lower one.

He issued a deep-throated growl.

She paused. What the h.e.l.l was she doing? He said he could control himself, but not the way he touched her. His erection throbbed against her waist as the sweet ache between her legs intensified. She didn’t want him to stop. What was wrong with her? She couldn’t encourage him. Volan would kill him for certain.

When she stilled beneath him, Devlyn took a long, ragged breath and then rolled off her. “Get some sleep, Bella. We’ll have several long days ahead of us.”

She turned away from him, hurt, confused, angry. She wanted him to be her mate forever and didn’t want to wait for that day.

Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her against his arousal, her backside bared to him, and she wanted him to take her like a wolf would in the wild.

“To ensure you don’t get any ideas of slipping away in the night,” he said, his face nuzzling her hair.

She attempted to jerk away from him.

He tightened his iron hold on her. “It’s hard enough for me to... well, just lie still, Bella.”

But she couldn’t sleep, let alone think; the ache between her legs begged for satisfaction. She rubbed her bottom against him, offering herself to him, and he growled in response, the kind of growl that meant he was losing control.

Chapter Four

Bella stroked her bottom against Devlyn’s raging arousal, triggering an undeniable l.u.s.t for the woman he’d coveted endlessly.

“d.a.m.n it, Bella, stop it.” To still her actions, he tightened his hold on her waist, the insatiable urge to take her filling him with feral aggression.

“I can’t help it. Your scent and your touch are driving me nuts,” she growled.

“You only say that because you want me to let you go, but I don’t trust you.”

Ignoring him, she pressed herself hard against him, challenging him to mate.

No human or lupus garou b.i.t.c.h boasted the same alluring scent as Bella. Taking a deep breath, he drank in her wild fragrance, a heady aphrodisiac compelling him to mate with her against all common sense. He nuzzled his face in her silky red hair, making the attraction stronger, not controlling his behavior as he should.

Devlyn ran his hand over Bella’s side, down the gentle curve of her hip, to her inner thigh. She parted her legs for him, and he groaned with insatiable l.u.s.t. Sliding his hand up her belly, he reached her breast and squeezed the full soft mound.

She moaned and pressed against his heavy loins again.

“Be still,” he whispered into her hair.

“You don’t want me to be still,” she growled. “Not if you’re going to keep touching me.”

Hungering to mate with her, he lifted her leg over his. She stiffened her back.

“Nothing that will get us into too much trouble, Bella. Just going to relieve some of your tension.”

As soon as he slipped his fingers between her legs, into the hot, wet, swollen folds, she trembled. Stroking her, he whispered next to her ear, “How does that feel?”

“Harder, faster,” she managed to get out.

The thrill of having her tight against his body, naked as he had imagined for so many years, filled him with primal need. “Breathe, Bella. I don’t want you pa.s.sing out.”

Squirming against him, she prodded him to quit talking and do more.

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