Page 19 of Shifting Fate
“Feel good?”
“Yesss,” I exhaled, thrusting my hips against him. The rough fabric of his jeans rubbed deliciously against the thin material of my shorts. My cock sprang to life. “Kiss me.”
He tugged on my tail again, making me gasp. “Who’s in charge, here?”
“Oh, yeah baby. Get all bossy.”
He circled me, predatory, before plastering himself to my back. I could feel the bulge in his pants when I ground against him. His hands fell to my hips once more, while my fingers grasped at his hair.
We danced together like that, our bodies flush and moving to the beat. He kissed and nibbled on my neck, making me squirm back against him. With each move, the thick plug-base of my tail rubbed against my prostate. He knew it, too, and he was determined to torture me with it.
And then suddenly, he froze.
Panting softly, I glanced in the direction he was staring, his eyes fixed on someone in the dark.
No. Not someone.
Arias.
I growled, gritting my teeth together. What was he doing here? Last I checked, he wasn’t the least bit interested, so why the hell was he glaring at Colby like he wanted to skin him and wear him like a fur coat? Colby’s grip on me tightened, a low growl rumbling in his throat. A warning.
I nudged him, frustrated. “Fuck him. He can go suck a dick, for all I care.”
Arias stalked towards us, his lips curled back away from his teeth, which were too sharp to be human. My pulse jumped. He wasn’t seriously going to pick a fight with Colby, was he? Here? Why?
I grabbed Colby’s arm and tried to pull him away, but he held fast. Damn it! Time to take matters into my own hands.
Puffing out my chest, I growled at Arias. “Leave us alone. Who even invited you, anyway?” I snapped, but the cold expression on the Omnus’s face didn’t change. His pale blue eyes were frosted over, drilling holes into Colby. What the hell was going on? This wasn’t the Arias I knew. “Arias—”
Colby buckled over with a hiss, fisting his hands on either side of his head. His face contorted in pain before he stumbled away from us as if he’d just been shoved back into the crowd. I’d seen this before, when Arias had invaded Sawyer’s mind without his permission. I spun on him, fury rising.
“What the—”
“Mine,” he snarled, and before I could fight back, he had me pinned to his chest. His lips crushed down on mine, one of his hands fisting in my hair. Dominating me. My claws came out and I opened my mouth to scream at him, only to be assaulted by the most intoxicating thing I’d ever tasted.
Holy batshit, batman.
As his tongue glided against mine, his flavor seared into my tastebuds. I gasped, torn somewhere between biting him and kissing him. Something inside of me clicked and all of a sudden, I could smell him. I couldsmellhim! I sucked in a sharp breath. Heat bled through my veins.
Mate!my wolf shrilled.
Reality slammed back into me, hard. I shoved at his chest with a snarl. When he didn’t budge, I smacked him. “What the fuck? What are you doing? What happened to, ‘It’s not you, it’s me’? What the… I don’t even know what is happening right now!”
I turned around, but Colby was nowhere to be seen. Anger bubbled up anew. I spun on Arias. He stared at me with lust-darkened eyes, and the heady musk of his arousal filled my lungs. This time, I saw it coming.
He crashed into me, pressing me up against the wall. Growling, I snared his hair in my fingers, yanking his head down. Our lips collided. He kissed me fiercer than I’d ever been kissed in my entire life, and good god in fucking heaven…
I moaned into his mouth and clung to him, my wolf whimpering for his mate. He wasn’t close enough. I needed him closer. I wanted to crawl inside Arias’s body like a second skin. I panted against his lips as his kisses turned wilder, his fangs scoring my skin. I was helpless to fight it.
My head dizzy with need, I rutted myself against him. Arias growled. I growled right back. I gripped his shoulders, then climbed his body like Mt. Everest, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist. He rocked into me, shoving me flush against the wall and I dropped my head back on a needy groan.
This was why I couldn’t stop thinking about the bastard. He was my mate. I had a mate.
He grunted and slung one arm around me, and then we were moving. I wrapped my limbs around him tightly as he clambered up the steps and into the nearest bedroom. I drew his face back to mine, kissing him over and over. He licked into my mouth, then kicked the door shut behind us.
“Fuuuck.” I was on fire, burning hotter than normal. He molested me and I surrendered to the bliss, needing more. Needinghim.His big hands groped my ass, spreading my cheeks and making my muscles clench around the plug. He tugged on my tail and I whimpered. “Please!”
My feet no sooner found the floor when he pounced. I caught myself on the wall, my fingers splayed, as he yanked my shorts down. He gripped the base of my tail and slowly moved it in circles, and my toes curled. Pleasure rippled through me.
