Chapter 14 - Reeyan
She tastes like desperation and freedom all at once.
The moment her lips touch mine, something inside me shatters to bits. All the restraint I’ve been maintaining since I first caught her scent on that desert road evaporates. I bring my hands up to frame her face, angling her head so I can taste all of her, and she makes a small sound in the back of her throat that goes straight to my cock.
Something wild and demanding takes over that makes my wolf rush forward with a single imperative:Claim. Now.
I back her against the kitchen counter, pressing my body flush against hers so she can feel exactly what she does to me. She gasps into my mouth, and I swallow the sound, sliding my tongue against hers as I taste her for the first time.
She fists her hands in my shirt, pulling me closer even though there’s no space left between us. I kiss along her jaw, down her throat, feeling her pulse jump beneath my lips. She tilts her head to give me better access, and the submission in that simple gesture makes me groan against her skin.
My name tumbles from her mouth, breathless and wanting, followed by, “Please.”
“Please, what?” I bite down gently on the spot where her neck meets her shoulder, and she shudders. “Tell me what you want, little wolf.”
She digs her nails into my shoulders through the fabric of my shirt. “You. I want you. I want to feel something real for once in my cursed life.”
I pull back just enough to look at her face. Her pupils are wide, her lips are already swollen from my kisses, and she heaveswith rapid breaths that make her breasts press against me with each inhale.
“Have you ever…” I start, then realize I’m not sure how to ask this question without sounding like an asshole.
“Been with someone? Yes. Once. It was…” she trails off, struggling to find words. “Muted. Like trying to feel pleasure through layers of thick cloth. The curse dampened everything until I could barely tell what was supposed to be enjoyable about it.”
The admission makes something protective and possessive flare in my chest. “And now? With the curse weakening?”
“Now everything is too much and not enough all at once.” She pulls me back down for another kiss, this one more demanding. “Now I want things I was never supposed to want. Feel things I was never supposed to feel. And I’m done pretending I don’t.”
I slide my hands down her sides, over her hips, gripping hard enough to leave marks. “If we do this, there’s no taking it back. The mate bond will be complete. You’ll be mine in every way that matters.”
She rolls her hips against mine, and I see stars.
That’s all the permission I need.
I hoist her up onto the counter, stepping between her thighs and claiming her mouth again. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me against her core, and even through layers of clothing, I can feel how wet she is. How ready.
But I tell myself to slow down. I make myself remember that she’s never experienced this without the curse’ssuppression. That overwhelming her with sensation could trigger panic instead of pleasure.
“We’re doing this the right way.” I kiss down her throat again, taking my time. “In a bed. Where I can spread you out and take my time showing you what you’ve been missing.”
“That’s too far.” She tries to pull me back when I step away, but I catch her hands.
“My bedroom is twenty feet down the hall. You can wait that long.”
“I really can’t.”
I laugh and scoop her up, carrying her out of the kitchen with her legs still wrapped around my waist. She buries her face in my neck and does something with her teeth that makes my knees nearly buckle.
“You’re not making this easier.”
“I’m not trying to make it easier.” She bites down harder, and I have to stop in the hallway and brace us both against the wall while I get myself under control.
We barely make it to my bedroom. I kick the door closed behind us and deposit her on the bed, following her down and caging her body with mine. She arches up against me, seeking friction, and I pin her hips to the mattress.
“Patience.”
“I’ve been patient my whole life. I’m done being patient.”
“Let me do this right.” I kiss her again, slower this time, savoring the taste. “Let me show you what it’s supposed to feel like.”
