Atlas’ POVHoly fuck, this woman. She was doing things to me, and I didn’t know how much more will power I was able to muster to hold back from doing what I really wanted to her. The little thing she did with my drink, that fucking turned me on, not that it took much when it came to her. I watched in awe as she put herself between me and Sno possessively after Sno had grabbed on me. I already knew Onyx didn’t like when she touched me like that, so it was hard not to smirk. But when I realized how fucking close, she was to me, I couldn’t keep my hands to myself. Her ass was basically on my lap begging to be grabbed. What did she expect? I think she knew exactly what she was doing.For a second, when she turned around, I thought she might slap me, but honestly, it would have been worth it. Instead, she looked at me with a fiery lust in her eyes that contradicted her words. She told me I couldn’t touch her, but it was almost like she was daring me to do just that. Yeah, she fucking wanted
I stared at the ceiling of a room that was not mine, lying in a bed that did not belong to me inside a house full of wolves, those who I once considered my enemy. The space was dark, but my sight was not affected. At some point someone had made adjustments to my room to prevent any light from the sun entering, a thoughtful gesture from those who were meant to dislike me.What was I doing here? There were still two nights left based on the agreement I made with the wolf, but the agreement was not binding. It was verbal. I could leave at any time, and yet I found myself getting comfortable and unwilling to do that.My thoughts were all over the place. I felt guilt thinking about what happened before I arrived. I left Elijah, my betrothed, in the midst of an intimate moment to be with someone else. Something had started to develop between me and Elijah, but now he rarely crossed my mind and I don’t think of him that way. Now, another was occupying that space.Originally the reason
The conversation ended with her being more excited than ever, to my dismay. Sometimes her overly joyous demeanor was a bit much. It seemed she truly loved the fact I was with this wolf, and I could not be more annoyed. She continued to push me to my limits, and oh how I wished I had any alternative other than her. But I did not, and her assistance was necessary to save the alpha’s life. I would take one for the team, as they say.I stared at the reflection in the mirror. Even though tonight was supposedly meant to be casual, I found myself being more aware of my appearance with the intentions on looking presentable, more so than usual.As usual, I sensed the wolf before he came to my door. I forced myself into composure completely ignoring the fact of what I had just done after my conversation with Alpha Ezekiel. I believe I was experiencing some type of high before the crash, because tonight, I would enjoy this bonfire with him, and tomorrow it was very probable all hell would break l
“There she is, Mommy!”My head whipped to the side at the familiar tiny voice, except this time instead of pleas of sorrow and anguish, her tone was sweet, filled with excitement and happiness. I looked down to meet the eyes of the little girl I had seen on the battlefield along with the woman that was her mother, the woman I saved with my blood.I frowned slightly peering down upon the girl’s small angelic face, but when she smiled widely revealing a missing bottom front tooth, it was hard not to match that smile. I felt eyes on us once again with obvious curiosity, but I ignored them. I was glad to see them both in better spirits.“Hello, little one.”“Hi! I wanted you to meet my mommy for real this time!”Atlas had now come to my side standing closely, protectively, and I felt the presence of the other three not far behind, but I was not surprised. Where one was the rest seemed to be close by. I would have to come up with a name for their little man group. The woman looked
Atlas’ POVOnce again, a simple gesture had me perving for her. All the alcohol I’d had in the past couple of hours hadn’t helped either, but her sitting so close to me was a problem… a problem I fucking wanted.I couldn’t remember the last time I drank so much, because usually I’d just end up passing out. But tonight, we just kept going and going. A group of us decided to play some drinking games, something that Onyx apparently had never done before, so I was more than eager to introduce another new thing into her life. I knew she was experiencing a whole new world with me. I felt like Aladdin or some shit, and I guess she was my Princess Jasmine. I was being lame again, but fuck it. My eyes were glued to her as she made her way around the bonfire trying to sneak more s’mores like I didn’t know what she was doing. It felt pretty damn good that she liked something I made for her so much. I could only hope that I was making a big enough of an impression on her to where maybe sh
Atlas’ POV“Atlas…”I wasn’t sure if her words were a warning or an encouragement, either way, the way my name rolled off her tongue did things to me.“You know I love the way you say my name. You’re only tempting me more.” I pulled her closer, grinding her ass against me.“Back away. I need to go to the restroom.” She jumped up suddenly severing the connection. Fuck. I almost had her. Maybe trying to seduce her in front of a crowd wasn’t the best idea, but I didn’t know how many chances I’d get, and it was fucking tempting being so close to her. Her scent invaded all my senses and made it hard to even think straight. I sat there for a few minutes until I realized I didn’t think she was coming back. What the fuck? Had I pissed her off that bad? I guess I shouldn’t have been grinding my dick against her like some horny teenager. Ah, shit. What was I thinking?I got up walking around following her scent back to the pack house. It didn’t take me long to figure out she’d gone back to her
Atlas’ POVNot wanting to smell like burnt wood and liquor, I changed clothes and brushed my teeth remembering her saying something about dog breath before. I smirked thinking about how my twisted dark angel came up with this test to torture me, but little did she know I would always prevail. That pep talk sounded good, but it was fucking hard when I had the newly created image of her naked backside burned into my skull. I think she did that shit on purpose. Did she want me to fail the test making it easier on her to fuck me over again? I think I was starting to get how her mind worked, but I wouldn’t make it so easy for her. I knew in the past I couldn’t keep my hands off of her, but that’s because I knew she secretly liked it. If it was a test she wanted, I would show her just how strong I was, then after she was in complete shock, she’d give herself to me.Yeah, I might be fucking delusional, but the thought made me feel better. I entered her room and closed the door behind me,
The comforting warmth of his body against mine lulled me to sleep so quickly, much sooner than I had anticipated. The mere fact I was comfortable enough to sleep so easily was a bit unsettling. This was not my home, and yet at times I felt more relaxed than when I was at the compound. His body tensed against mine while he caressed me softly and lovingly, taking great care to heed my warning about sensual touches. A smile pulled at the corner of my lips knowing he was so on edge about the situation. He held me close to him even though he put a pillow in between us, no doubt to be a backup in the event he was unable to control his urges. No, I did not truly believe he only pursued me for physical reasons. I knew the feelings he held for me. Perhaps this test was just an excuse to keep him close. Even though I gave him a bit of ease, I was not ready to open up completely. Still, with him, I felt safe and protected and cared for, all feelings that had been so foreign to me, things I never