"I always have been, ever since the first time I saw you." He sucks on my lower lip, his teeth grazing lightly over it, making me shiver with desire.
I moan softly, melting into his body, wanting to continue what we started, but then I remember.
"Ethan is downstairs," I whisper.
He curses softly, his face more serious now.
"Shit, I'll send him away, I'm fine now, I don't need you to babysit me," he says, moving to get up. But when he tries, he seems dizzy and leans on the headboard to keep from falling.
"Mark..."
"I just got up too fast, I'm fine, sweetheart."
Without hesitation, I link my arm through his, thinking he's going to push me away, but he kisses the top of my head.
"Thank you," he murmurs, rubbing his nose against my hair, inhaling my scent.
I bite back a smile, I still can't believe that all this is happening, that we kissed, that he wants me...
I almost pinch myself, but I hold back, I don't want to wake up from this dream.
Chapter 32
Mark
I close the door after sending Ethan home.
When I turn around, Sandra is standing in the middle of the room, pulling at the hem of her shirt, her bare feet on the carpet. My gaze slides over her small, delicate body, swallowed up by my clothes, and something inside me purrs with satisfaction. But her restless fingers on the hem of her shirt betray her tension.
"Come here," I murmur, offering my hand.
She hesitates for a second before intertwining her fingers with mine. Her skin is warm, soft, and just the touch calms me in a way that nothing else can.
She looks into my eyes with those beautiful eyes of hers, biting the corner of her mouth.
"Are you hungry?" she asks softly. "I know you took a nourishing potion a little while ago, but it doesn't satisfy hunger, it just nourishes... I can make you something to eat..."
I smile lupinely, letting my gaze slide slowly over her body. My eyes stop at the tips of her breasts, hard beneath the fabric of her white shirt.
My mouth fills with water.
"My hunger isn't for food, Kitten. I have much better ideas..."
Her eyes widen and a blush colours her cheeks.
"You look like the big bad wolf about to devour me."
I let out a low laugh and squeeze her hands in mine, pulling her closer to me.
"You have no idea how right you are, my Kitten. And I am a very, very hungry wolf."
I tilt my head and kiss the curve of her neck, running my tongue over the velvety strip of her choker.
She trembles, and I can feel her arousal mingling with mine in the air. I inhale deeply the natural scent she exudes, rubbing my nose against the spot behind her ear before murmuring:
"As much as I want to spread your legs and taste every part of you..." I bite her delicate earlobe and she purrs, pressing her breasts against my body. "I want to show you something first, and we need to talk."
I pull my face away from her neck and she blinks a few times, seeming to come out of a trance.