Page 28 of Red and the Alpha
A moan slipped from Kamila. Maxius reached down and hooked her behind her knees, lifting her in the air.
Kamila wrapped her legs around his waist while he marched them toward the house. She ran her hands over his head, the kiss continuing. He jogged up the stairs and went inside.
The closing of the door registered slightly. Kamila tore her mouth from Maxius and stared into his amber eyes.
“Where?” he asked.
Kamila’s heart pounded hard. Did she take the big leap?
Follow fate?
Kamila raised her arm and pointed toward the hall that led to the second floor.
Maxius released a growl and headed in that direction.
Chapter 8
Maxius strode across the bedroom. It was warm and inviting. A lamp resting on her nightstand was on, casting the room in a soft light. Her bed was large with a dark comforter on top of it. The scent of jasmine was strong in the air. Maxius arrived at the bed and gently laid Kamila down on it.
He tried to ignore the tremble in his hands. His wolf paced back and forth, watching.
Settle down, he snapped to his beast.
Never in a million years would he have thought he would have had Kamila in his arms. He had come to the realization that he would never claim his mate.
Now she was here with him.
Crawling onto the bed, he braced himself over her.
“Are you sure, Red?” he asked. If she turned him away right now, he would leave, but it would tear him apart. His wolf would go crazy if they were not allowed to claim their mate and she was close to them.
Needing to take in her beauty, he brushed her dark hair away from her face while waiting on the answer. He needed to see her face as she gave herself to him.
“Goddess above, yes,” Kamila whispered. She parted her legs to allow him to settle in the valley of her thighs.
Maxius swooped down and covered her lips with his. He moved his hand to the ties that kept her robe closed. The scent of her arousal reached him, and he had to push down the beast inside him.
He pulled back and opened the robe. The air was snatched from his lungs at the sight of her naked form. Her full, high breasts were waiting for his lips. Her narrowed waist flared out to her wide hips.
Removing the robe from her was like opening a gift.
Fate had given him the one person who was perfect for him.
Kamila Stone.
And he was going to cherish her forever.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured. He trailed his hands along her chest. Cupping her breasts, he took his time tasting both of them.
Her moans filled the air.
“Maxius,” she whispered. Her hands skimmed his shoulders and down his back.
He growled, teasing her beaded nipple with his tongue. The sweet aroma of her arousal was grower thicker. His animal was captivated by her unique scent.
Maxius took his time licking and memorizing Kamila’s body. Her curves and softness drew him to her.
He wanted more.
