A werewolf’s emotions are strong, and it’s even more intense for a she-wolf. Her hurt was too intense, causing her to act on impulse and run away. She had her reasons for keeping the secret from me even now.
Perhaps it’s her rising heat that beckons to my inner wolf and calms me enough to see things more clearly. Or, I’m being fooled by her heat, enticed by her seduction, and becoming aroused so that none of the technicalities matter.
How can it matter when I have her pinned against the back wall of the pack den, her eyes so intense and rousing my inner wolf? My mouth waters as I remember what she tastes like, and soon I’m losing my mind to the thought of tasting her again.
My mind empties itself, clearing a path for the thoughts of her body to fill it. I can feel my inner wolf taking over with a primal need to ease her discomfort, to quench the thirst of her heat and fulfill her in the way only I can.
There’s something so liberating in the notion that I’m the only male who can satisfy her, and as my chest swells, so does my cock. Her heat permeates off her and envelops me inthe mists of the things she desires the most. Acting purely on instincts that are heightened because of my inner wolf, I press my body into her and relish the way she moans softly when she feels my hot erection on her pelvis.
“You’re gonna have to be quiet if you don’t want us to be found…” I warn as I slowly gyrate my hips in circles.
Yvonne whimpers and nods as her brows furrow with the strain of having to purse her lips. When she concedes, I dip my head and crush her lips with mine, feeling her melting once again for me.
For me.
That’s all that matters right now. She’s the only omega who melts like this under my touch, turning pliable so I can manhandle her and feel like I’m on top of the world. A self-satisfied chuckle escapes my moist lips when I break the kiss, and I smirk as I release Yvonne’s hands and watch them fall to the sides, limp as she waits for me to do what I do best.
Satisfy her.
I bite my bottom lip as I grab the back of her neck, drawing her in for a feverish kiss while my free hand works to hitch the skirt of her dress higher. With the fabric in a bundle in one fist, I tuck it beneath her bra and tend to moving the crotch of her panties to one side.
Breaking the kiss, I suck in a breath through my teeth when I feel how wet she is with one stroke over her folds. She mewls and moans from the slight touch, and I press a finger to her lips, reminding her to keep quiet before I hastily unclasp my belt and pull down my pants just enough to expose my burning, throbbing erection.
Yvonne lifts one leg and hitches her thigh on my hip as I grab my cock and stroke her dripping folds, gathering her slick as lubrication before nudging her entrance with the bulbous tip. She bucks her hips forward impatiently, and I smirk as I enter her.
The moan that escapes her when I push my cock between her walls with one firm thrust is music to my ears, but we won’t get far and she won’t be sated if we’re caught. Grabbing her neck, I capture her lips again, hungrily devouring her moans and drinking the essence of her mouth as I purposefully thrust deep inside her.
Only the lewd sounds of our desperate, hungry kisses can be heard against the drum beats on the opposite side of the den, and I grab both her thighs to lift her, slamming deeper into her until I feel her walls contracting and milking my cock. Fucking her to extraordinary heights, I’m a beast with only one mission: to make her come for me. With her arms tightening around my neck, I feel how close she is when her moans escalate into screams against my lips.
“I’m gonna come…” she whimpers when I break the kiss to give her some air, and I nod shortly as my thrusts become shallower to allow her to let go.
“Me too,” I whisper against the shell of her ear as I take to delivering open-mouthed kisses on her neck, her pheromones so rich and enticing that it distends my canines in my mouth.
My inner wolf suddenly has the urge to mark her the way I would to claim her as my mate for life. The incessant need is so strong, but I fight the urge with every ounce of self-restraint and control I can muster, respecting that this isn’t the time to mark her.
I might be possessive over the omega, but it’s not a good time when we have so much to speak about. My primal need is strong, but it isn’t enough to break the walls she’d built to protect herself from getting hurt.
It’s going to take more than just mating to get her to open up. But for now, I have to take care of her wolf’s heat and capture her lips when the nails biting into my neck signal that she’s coming.
Her body shudders and shakes as she releases, turning soft in my arms just as I come and spurt hot ropes of cum deep inside her. My body isn’t mine for a hot second as I ride the waves of orgasm, releasing her thighs and letting her stand on her feet as I wrap my arms around her.
It takes a moment for both of us to come down, out of breath as we cling to each other as if our lives depend on it. But the second I catch my breath and lift my head from her shoulder, Yvonne pulls herself away, bashfully lowering her gaze.
“Er—we should—” she stammers nervously as she points to the side of the pack den.
When I remove myself from between her legs and take a step back, she quickly pulls her dress down and straightens herself up. I’m pulling my pants up and doing the buckle of my belt, about to whisper her name, wanting to ask her if we could speak now, when she scurries away and disappears around the corner without a second glance.
Sighing my frustration, I wait it out behind the pack den to calm down a little and reiterate to myself what I’ve figured out tonight.
It’s high time I accepted that there’s no easy way around this. We’re both to blame for our mistakes, and I can’t hold a grudge against her for not coming clean about Gio.
She was hurt, and rightfully so. I was the one who rejected her in the past, and the only way she’ll understand that I had no intention of breaking her heart is if I prove myself to her.
That’s exactly what I plan to do going forward. If there’s one thing I realized tonight, it’s that Yvonne is special to me, apart from just being the omega she-wolf whom my inner wolf is drawn to.
Her heart is special, and she’s the she-wolf I want to be with, the she-wolf who I want to claim as my mate for the rest of our lives.
I want Yvonne Lang in every way possible, and I’ll just have to prove myself to her if I’m ever going to get her to bring down her walls and let me in.
