Page 97 of Our Deceptive Heat

I close the distance, and suddenly, without me making a conscious decision, our bodies are pressed against one another. I run my hands up her back, tasting the hint of coconut in her scent. She moans in my mouth. I’ve never kissed anyone with the hunger I feel for her. It’s frantic and devouring. Our hands are everywhere, and if we were anywhere else, we’d probably be naked.

It’s the kind of kiss that changes you.

I drag my lips off her and look around. We can’t do this here. We can’t be seen. That thought is clear in my head as I step away, keeping my hand locked around her wrist.

“Follow me.”

She follows me in silence. I don’t think about my pack. I don’t think about the fact we’re drunk. All I think about is how much I need to feel her, how long I’ve waited.

I slow down when we get back into the hotel, nodding at James, who is working the desk tonight.

“Where are we going?” Ryn asks with a giggle.

“The garden.”

It only takes a couple of minutes to get there, but when we enter the outside courtyard, I turn, shut the doors, and lock them, pocketing the key.

She shivers but doesn’t move as I approach her from behind.

“It's really beautiful here.”

“You’re really beautiful,” I say.

She smiles. I don’t have to see it to know it. When Ryn smiles, she lights up the atmosphere with it. You can feel Auryn’s smile because it’s that powerful.

I lift my arms, running my fingertips down her shoulders until I cup her hands. She’s got goosebumps, but I don’t think she’s cold.

“Envy,” she whispers. “What are we doing?”

I spin her around and fuse our mouths together. We’re a bonfire, a desperate explosion of all these pent-up feelings and desires we’ve been avoiding for years. She clings to me, so needy, devouring me as much as I devour her.

My heart hammers in my chest, but my head is reeling. Ryn is in my arms, kissing me.

I haven’t kissed anyone outside of the pack before, but this feels like if I don’t do this again, I will miss it for the rest of my life.

She steps back and pulls her top off with a tiny smile.

We’re surrounded by the most beautiful garden, complete with fairy lights and a water feature, and I can’t take my eyes off this beautiful beta in front of me.

I reach for her, but she sinks down to the grass, staring at me.

I follow her down and kiss her again, sliding my hands over her breasts, exploring her body. She’s so much more than I thought she’d be. I’m lost in the feelings, in the desire. The taste of her sweet skin.

I’m drunk, and so is she, not just on alcohol but lust, too. A voice in the back of my mind is screaming to stop, but I can’t. She’s everything I’ve been dreaming about.

I crawl on top of her and put my weight down, pressing into her. Grinding the ache I have to where I know I can find nirvana. She shifts her hips up, rocking against me.

My cock twitches.

Oh, god. I freeze, myeyes wide as I look down at her.

What am I doing?

I scramble off her and stare in horror. What have I done? I almost ruined everything.

“Envy?”

I shake my head, I can taste bile. My head is spinning wildly. “Get dressed. I’m sorry, shit, I am so sorry. We’re drunk, we probably won’t even remember it.”

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