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Chapter 12
Flora’s P.O.V
“Come over at my place for lunch. Tomorrow @ noon.”
I had received the text as soon as I had returned home last night and I still couldn’t believe my eyes.
I don’t know if it was the surge of jealousy I had felt when I had seen him ogled by hundreds of hungry female eyes or because I could no longer deny the physical attraction between us, but I think I was going to do it.
I was ready to sleep with Clay.
Even thinking about it made my cheeks flare up, but was there really a point in waiting any longer? It felt like I was stringing him along otherwise. Yes, I couldn’t help but think about all the negative things that could come out of this union and yes, I was hella nervous about disappointing everyone, but…Clay wanted me, just as much as I wanted him.
So why not give it a try?
I had been awake since five in the morning and I‘ve had a very restless
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Flora’s P.O.VHoisting my form on top of the kitchen counter, Clay wrapped his fingers around my nape in a possessive hold and crashed his lips to mine.Sensations flooded my bloodstream all at once as I held onto his shoulders for dear life. It was so much more than just a kiss. It was passion leashed by bone-crushing will.Clay was holding himself back, I could feel it. But was I really ready for all of him? As his hands moved down my sides, I felt my entire body quiver with need. It was like heat all over again, but this time, specifically for Clay.His lips moved on top of mine, at first at a slow, lazy pace before both of us got impatient. Clay used his free hand to hold me in place as he wrapped it around my lower back. His lips were soft yet firm, with a hint of the chocolate cake that we’d had for desert.I wonder what it would feel like to lick chocolate off of his lips…“Flora…&rdquo
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Clay’s P.O.VDelicate. That was the only word that I could conjure up as I looked down at Flora on my bed. Her long red hair was sprawled across the cream white sheets like ripples of liquid silk. Her skin looked pale in the moonlight, but as I traced my fingers up her sides, I was struck anew with just how soft her skin was. Had I ever touched a skin quite as soft, as delicate as hers? I couldn’t remember and I realized with a start that I didn’t want to. The moonlight streamed in through the open windows and touched her skin, making it glow. It was like even the moon was her lover tonight.I wanted to laugh at myself. Since when had I been a poet? Never. And yet, as I continued to take my fill of Flora, continued to touch, to taste her delicate skin, I found out that I didn’t mind a little touch of poetry in my life.I traced my lips down the slender column of her neck, taking in the earthiness of her scent. If she was
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Flora’s P.O.VMy body felt sore and yet, I wanted more of it; more of Clay.It was unlike any coupling I’d heard of, nothing like my first time during Heat. What I’d just experienced…sex felt like a very tame word for it.Making love. This is what romantic movies called making love. And I had just experienced it for the first time in my life.I laid panting on the bed, stars still dancing in my vision as the orgasm rocked through my body. Clay’s heavy weight on top of me was a reminder of theClay got off me and got out of bed and instantly I found myself following him with my eyes. From the dark copper tousled strands of his hair, the width of his strong shoulders to the smooth skin of his back and lower, to the-“Don’t.”Startled at the gritted out command, I looked up at his face to find him watching me over his shoulders, his wolf predominant in his e
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Flora’s P.O.VClay had left marks.I turned my back to the mirror, twisting my neck as much as I could so I could see the bruises, but I gave up after some time when my neck began to hurt.They weren’t so much as bruises as love bites and they were all over my body. Light red dots where he had sucked at my skin, making me feel things I had never thought possible. Thankfully, I was a wolf with faster healing than any normal human and if my guess was right, I would be fine and love-bite free by tonight.There were however, a couple bluish bruises on my back in the shape of fingerprints, where he had clutched onto me when we were both in the throes of passion. Those bruises might take a few more hours to disappear. But somehow, I didn’t mind them. These marks were proof that we had been together in a way only lovers could be.Looking at the woman in the mirror, I felt like I couldn’t even recognize mys
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Flora’s P.O.V“How did you get hurt?” I asked as I sat him down on my bed and stepped back to inspect his wound.The cut on his leg was deep and long, starting from right below his knee to halfway down his leg. The blood flow had stopped and the wound appeared to have started healing, which wasn't surprising at all considering the power Clay carried inside him. “You should’ve gone to a healer; I think you might need stitches.” I told him.“I’m the future Alpha, Flora. I don’t need stitches.” Clay said instantly. “I fell off my bike, it was a little accident. All I need is a little help.”I wondered what it cost his pride to admit that he needed help. “And I still think you need to go to Jessica.” I repeated. Why was he here anyways? His leg must be hurting like hell!“What a cruel woman!” Clay shook his head in amusement. “Ca
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Flora’s P.O.VEarly next morning, I got a surprise visit from my brother before I could head off to school.“Hey, do you have a minute?” Riley asked as he knocked on my door, his mop of dirty blonde hair sticking to his forehead as perspiration beaded his forehead. Looks like he had been out on patrol duty.“Riles? Why are you even asking that? Come on in.” I called out as I placed the book I’ve been reading on the nightstand and scooted back against the headboard to make space for him to sit.“How are you doing, chubby?” Riley smiled as he pinched my cheek before taking a seat at the foot of my bed. “Why don’t you come visit me in the pack house with mom and dad?”“Because it’s the pack house!” I told him as I rubbed my cheeks with a frown on my face. When was he going to get rid of his stupid nickname? I did not have chubby cheeks anymore. “
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Flora’s P.O.V“Clay?”I looked around surprised at the empty classroom and then back towards the entrance to find Clay just standing there with his hands tucked into his pockets like he had no care in the world.Seeing him again felt surreal. I knew I would run into him sooner or later and I might as well have to be alone with him, but I hadn’t thought it would be this soon. The impact of him just standing there felt like a punch to the gut. He was just as handsome...just as beautiful. And my whole body ached for him. I wanted nothing more than to run to his embrace and hold him to me forever.And that’s why I had decided to stay away…He wore a teal coloured shirt with black dress pants and a black tie. His hair was combed back with a few stray strands falling onto his forehead. From this far, I couldn’t read his expression; his face was cold, impassive. But when I looked into his e
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