Page 8 of Forbidden Wolf

“Hey.” Levi’s strong hands cupped my face, tilting it up toward him.

“Hey,” I echoed, my hands landing on his waist.

His lips skimmed mine in a barely there kiss that set fire to my senses. We shouldn’t be together but that added to the allure of him. He was the enemy, but the only man who’d ignited any sort of desire in me. If I touched myself at night, his would be the face I would conjure.

“Come on.” He grabbed my hand and tugged me along beside him. “I found that black jaguar you wanted to see.”

“Seriously?” I stopped dead and stared at him. “How?”

He grinned and shrugged one shoulder. “I have animal magnetism.”

He winked and my heart stumbled over a beat.

I trusted him more than I should, and it could end in disaster. If my coven leader Castus found out, he could punish my entire family. Yet I still held Levi’s hand and followed him deeper into the forest, unable to resist the allure that existed between us.

He stopped every so often and pointed out creatures I’d never seen in my travels. His body touched mine every time our path narrowed, until he was driving me insane. My senses were enflamed, and I was conscious of every artery in his body pumping his blood. I’d never bitten anyone in my life except him, but right now I wanted to sink my fangs into his neck and fill my mouth with his essence.

“You okay?” Levi halted, his head tilting to the side.

“Um, yeah.” I glanced away and pretended to study some random tree.

His finger on my chin made me look at him. “Talk to me.”

“I forgot to eat,” I mumbled self-consciously since my fangs were on display.

His thumb traced my bottom lip until he pricked it on my fang. I groaned when a drop of blood smeared on my lips.

“Your bite doesn’t affect me anymore,” he said in nothing more than a whisper.

Everything moved in and out of focus until only he remained.

“All I’ve been able to think about all day is you,” he confessed. “I wanted to feel your lips again, your body under mine, and your fangs deep in my neck.”

My mouth opened and closed until I had to wet my lips with my tongue. His gaze followed every movement. “I can’t explain any of this, but I feel the same.”

“Fuck this,” he hissed. “I’m sick being noble. For once, I’m going to take exactly what I want.”

A shiver of delicious anticipation rippled through me. I felt the same way because I was sick trying to conform in a world that I didn’t fit into. Our coven leaders wanted mindless soldiers, not real vampires. Levi grabbed my hand and led me deep into an area dense with trees. In the centre of it was a clearing with the moon directly overhead.

“You need to decide, Tasha. I crave you with an intensity I’ve never felt before, want you with every single beat of my heart.”

I stepped so close that our bodies pressed together. “I want you, Levi.”

This wasn’t love; it was pure animal attraction that neither of us could deny. Our clothes fell to the forest floor until both of us stood naked under the moon. Levi traced with his finger from my throat to between my breasts to the sensitive skin between my legs.

“You’re exquisite,” he whispered as if what he said was blasphemous. Maybe it was considering we were born to kill each other.

His cock hardened until it pointed directly at me, the end red and angry. Now that I was willing to take this step, it appeared so much bigger than last night. My fingers stroked over it and his teeth bit into his lip, his eyes hooded.

Our coven leader had the right to our virginity if we reached twenty-one and had never had sex. As that day approached, my stomach had churned at the thought of him claiming me.

Levi’s lips devoured mine, his hands tugging me tight against him. I felt the power of his beast under the surface of his skin, pawing to release itself. It called to a beast long asleep inside me. She snarled and tried to reach him, her claws shredding any resistance I had left. This wasn’t like the other kisses we’d shared. There was no gentle coaxing. His hand fisted in my hair as his tongue invaded my mouth as we both fought for dominance.

His hands and mouth on me were hot and needy. The way his canines slightly scraped my lip made me want to bite him and taste his deliciously spicy blood again. My arms wrapped around his neck even as his hands under my ass allowed me to grip him with my legs until our bodies were fully aligned.

He set me on the ground, his hands and lips exploring my body. His teeth closed over my nipple, his tongue flicking it rhythmically until my hips arched up toward him. He moved to the other nipple. I never knew that a connection existed between my nipples and clit. But Levi had found it. His hands joined his mouth until I was writhing from the stimulation of my breasts.

“Please,” I begged, even as he travelled lower.

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