Drawn To You

JASMINE’S POV I feel his hot breath on my neck as he pushes me to the wall trapping me in front of him. I am totally naked before him. It is pitched black and the usual black wisp of smoke emerging from his body surrounds us. All I can see are his blue eyes, all I do is feel. His hands trail down from my neck to my left breast, finding my already erect nipple, he circles it with his fingers and then flicks and tweaks it. I let out a moan as he applies pressure in massaging it. He makes a soft hum of satisfaction as I arch towards him seeking for more silently. He sets my body on fire with his touch and I would be damned if I stop him. I let out a needy sound as his other hand trails down my stomach towards my aching sex. His hand moves so slow that I am about to complain when his other hand leaves my left nipple and immediately caresses my right mound and tweaks the nipple even harder than the first as he sucks on my earlobes, sending high jolts of pleasure down to my already wet pus

JASMINE'S POV We got every necessary document we needed to base in New York without anyone’s knowledge a few weeks from the time we were supposed to leave. We were both eighteen, and I had just turned so recently, so the travel documents and all the others were not much of a problem. Considering that we both had people we were running from, we were determined to make it work. Reina had much more at stake if the plan were to fail as her guardian, MR Lawrence, who was given access to her inheritance did not show an atom of care towards her. Reina's parents believed that he would take great care of their only child since they had known him for so many years and had no other relative, but they were completely wrong as Reina was turned into a slave in her father's house which MR Lawrence and his family had moved into after her parents were buried, she was made to serve him and his family. She had no luxury at her disposal and lived a life of a common maid and was allowed to go to the best

*Flashback to the night of the burial* Noah's POV I don’t like the idea, not one bit. I feel Liam's gaze on me probing me for a response. I turn around and face the witch who brought about the ridiculous idea. “If I were to say yes, what would be the plan?” I ask her with a hard look. “Alpha, I will cast a location spell on her and you will find her and bring her here, she will be trained extensively on how to use her powers and will also be well protected.” The Witch says with a pleading look. I stare at her wordlessly waiting for her to continue as I know there is no way she can carry the spell out because she isn’t at full strength and she has failed several previous attempts which she doesn’t know I knew about. “Please Alpha, I have found a way of locating her, I have saved enough energy up till today just for this purpose, I believe I can pull it off.” She continues, urging me to accept. Knowing the fact that it is impossible for any witch, no matter how strong she is to ca

NOAH POV“Everywhere is drop-dead silent, no moving bodies, everyone stands in a frozen state.I look up and glare at the culprits.“I'm sorry Alpha.” Both the witch and werewolf say while my second in command just smirks. It's obvious that both the witch, Zara, and the werewolf, Druid, were dueling seriously, and the spear was enchanted.Still, with a hard face, I look around to find the entire place in a mess, with weapons scattered around.“Clean this up,” I say, which they hurriedly did, they know well enough that I don't need to give a verbal warning, the look is enough to tell them it shouldn't happen again.I look up the stairs to find Liam still standing with that foolish smirk on his face. It's a wonder I've tolerated his insolence this long.He has been there through every single thing that's why I give him the benefit of doubt and that's why he is my beta, the second in command.“Ectrapian,” I say with a low voice and before he could register that I cast a spell,

Noah’s POVI stare at her as she hurries from her office towards the elevator. She looks as stunning as usual, the way her tight long skirt accentuates her curves and the way the two buttons on her shirt, kept open for comfort, although it looks responsible, still speaks promises of not just full luscious tits but also full succulent breasts.With heavy strides, she makes her way to stand beside me as stiff as a statue. Throughout the elevator ride, she doesn’t say a single word, though she gives not-so-discreet occasional glances minus that, she doesn’t react other than that and this amuses and annoys me at the same time. The fact that once in the presence of other people, she is as bold as a peacock, and when we are alone all she is capable of doing is stealing glances at me, puts my perspective of her in a twist. I walk out of the building with her hurrying to keep up with my long steps.My mind could not keep away provocative images of her, try as I might, right now all I can t