Chapter 5

ARIANA

I froze, my eyes widened, and my breath hitched as his lips connected with mine. I didn’t pull away; I didn’t fret. I felt fucking good.

Heat pumped through my veins as he pressed closer. My wolf purred while I slowly traced my fingers up his abs until my hand fisted his shirt. His other hand gripped my hair as I groaned; my lips fell open, giving him the chance to slip his tongue in and—fuck!

My chest heaved; he feasted on me while I could only clutch him for support. His teeth grazed my lower lip and I let out a low hiss. With that, he stopped and drifted away, the spell which seems to hold him broke. I stood there, my legs wobbling, my body shaking in desire as he shifted away.

“Shit,” he cussed inwardly while I just stared. My mind crashed, and just when he was about to pull away, my hand instinctively shot out. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him close, slamming into his rock-hard yet comfortable torso. My lips reconnected with his.

This was madness, but I had never felt more alive. In his arms, I felt…

Our lips sealed. My body pressed against his while I nibbled his lips. Mischief glinted in his eyes as he pulled me even closer. His hand dug into my hair and pulled me back, trailing his lips down my chin then to my neck, tracing the contours of my neckline. He crawled back to my lips while I accepted his. His other hand palmed my ass while I moaned shamelessly.

This felt so right—so fucking right.

He captured my lips in a fierce kiss while I returned it. Our lips sealed, our tongues buried in each other's mouths, teasing and tasting eachother.

“Fuck, you are so sweet, little mate.” My cheeks heated up at his thirsty growl. He tugged my lower lip, nibbling it while I arched closer, desperate for friction—to bind with him until the world won’t know where I started and where he ended. His tongue swayed over my lips then down my neck like he was tasting me, and from his howl, he was enjoying it.

He gave my ass a light squeeze while I arched, my thong soaked wet and begging for his attention

“You like this, mate?” His hoarse voice bit out while I shuddered in lust. “Answer me.” He spanked my ass as I held back my tears. “You like being kissed like this? Being devoured by your owner? By me?” Another spank. “Being held and savored.” His hand snaked around my neck. “Tell me, did my little brother also hold you like this?” Jealousy dripped from his words and tugged at my heart. It felt good hearing someone like him was jealous because I was with another.

He tightened his grip. “Fucking answer me, mate.” He tipped his head to my neck, kissing it gently while I cried out.

He felt so good, like the fucking piece I had been missing.

“I… I… didn’t.”

“Did he touch your soft ass?” He rubbed his palm over it before giving it a light spank.

“Oh God! No…”

His fangs trailed up my neck like he was ready to mark me, to claim me as his.

“Did he make you feel like this, huh? Breathless, brought to your knees, sweating and reeking of arousal. God!” He groaned. “You are so fucking wet—I can smell it—wet for me. Begging for my cock.” I shrieked. “Begging for me to open those soft legs and stick my dick into your hole.” He captured my mouth while I gripped his neck, kissing him back like a starved dog. “You want it, right? Say it.”

“I…”

“Say it, my little mate.”

“Make me,” I spoke. I was baiting him; it was the only way he would stop his game and actually back up his words with deeds. He paused and stared down at me, lust swirling in his eyes. His gaze sent a fresh wave of desire through my skin.

A beat passed, then another. After five agonizing seconds, we broke. He leaned in and so did I, his hands tugging at my gown while I unbuttoned his shirt. His movements were fast, filled with a desire that was ready to explode at any moment. My dress dropped off my body, revealing the pink bra and thong I wore. His gaze dropped to my thong, observing how soaked it was.

My cheeks flushed.

“Get on the bed, mate.”

“I…”

“Now.” He growled, and like an obedient puppy, I did. My wolf snarled happily, begging him to claim us.

This wasn't what I expected. It was meant to be a simple visit and—

My thoughts flew to hell when he discarded his clothes, leaving only his boxers. The dim fluorescent light shimmered, illuminating his features. V-line, strong and tight abs; I trailed my gaze down the lines of his abs until they disappeared beneath his boxers.

The bed dipped at his weight. He hovered over me, his lips placing light pecks on my skin. His gaze settled on the bra I wore, his fingers meddling with the lace before he tugged it loose, sending it flying across the room.

Before I could grasp what happened, his cold tongue licked my rock-hard nipple.

“Oh fuck!” The words slipped out of my lips. He leaned in, giving it a hard suck while I fisted the sheets. My back arched as I moaned. His other hand played with my other breast. “Please… please…”

“Shh, I am not done with my lunch.” His voice dropped an octave—hoarse, rough, and so manly it was almost criminal to exist. He released it and shifted to the next. “So perfect.” He placed a kiss on it. “So round…” Another kiss. “So mine.”

“Y… yes.” Sweat prickled down my body. I was high; the world had shrunk down to us—no family, no Loen, no worries—just the two of us in each other's arms.

A high-pitched scream tore from my throat when his tongue slipped in between my legs.

“I… no…”

He pinned my legs apart and went deeper. “You are being a bad, disobedient mate,” he said, still in between them. I arched back and he pulled me closer, forcing my legs wide open while he feasted on me, licking and tugging at my bud until all I could do was scream his name.

“Fuck, I… Levi!”

“Yes, mate. Moan my name! Fuck! You taste better than I had imagined.”

My heart fluttered.

He inserted his finger, then another. My fingers dug into his arms, my body arching as I moved against his face, greedy for more friction, for more of him on me.

“Fuck, Levi! Please!”

“Please what?”

“I…”

His teeth grazed my clit.

“Please… I… you… you feel so good.”

He withdrew his finger and slammed it back with jarring force. I held his arms, pushing my hips against his face, and he muffled out in agreement.

I continued riding against his face, tears streaming down while I kept moaning for more.

I… I was so close.

“Give it to me.” And that was it. I came with force; hot liquid shot out of my legs and poured onto his face.

I fell back to the bed, gasping for air while he stared at me, his tongue swaying over his lips, licking every drop of me.

Heat stained my cheeks.

While I tried to recover from my cloud nine, he disappeared into the bathroom, returning with a cloth.

He cleaned me up while I lay there like a baby.

Soon he was done. He joined me, laying beside me, his arm propped up supporting his head as he just stared.

He didn’t touch me or say another word; he just stared, yet the intensity of his gaze was enough to send heat through my skin.

“I… I… why are you staring?” I stuttered out and sat up. My gaze dropped down and just then it hit me: I was completely naked.

Mindlessly, I wrapped my hands around my breasts like he wasn’t feasting on them earlier.

“I… I… came…” I mumbled, trying to distract his attention from my body. “I came to talk about…”

“Talk?” His eyebrow winged up and mischief glinted in his eyes. “If this is how you talk, then I would love to talk to you all day.”