Page 54 of Venom Island
Mate,my inner animal seems to pant.Ideal mate.
Francesca says something, her feminine voice an unwelcome interruption that causes me to growl.
I swear she laughs again.
But Enrique doesn’t even acknowledge her. His gaze is solely focused on me. I preen, pleased with his attention, and make my way through the small opening in the wall in an attempt to reach him.
He growls as I succeed, his hands instantly finding my hips as he yanks me up into his body. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Caja,” he tells me. “And so fucking mine.”
My body tingles in response to his vocal claim. But I need more. So. Much. More.
“You can’t knot her here,” that female says, making me want to claw her eyes out. She has no part of this discussion. No part of thisanything.This ismyAlpha, not hers, and I proceed to demonstrate that by sinking my teeth into his neck.
I only belatedly realize he’s covered in blood.
Hisblood.
Because his throat…
Oh, Gods.I recall watching that wolf attack him earlier. I couldn’t see much through the small hole, but Enrique’s essence is all over his neck and shirt.
Tears well in my eyes.
He was hurt.
And now Ibithim.
What is wrong with me?I wonder, shuddering against him. “I… I…” A pang shoots through my lower body before I can form the apology I meant to voice. Instead, a moan escapes me, one Enrique silences with his mouth on mine.
He’s kissing me, I marvel.Oh, moons, he’skissingme.
And for the first time in what feels like a lifetime, I can breathe.
I wrap my arms around his neck and cling to him as he explores my mouth with his tongue.
He’s growling. Purring.Vibrating.
All Alpha male.
All mine.
His strong arms band around me, holding me to him as those vibrations tremble through both of us.
But it’s his mouth that truly captivates me. His tongue. His lips. Histeeth. He’s kissing me to my very soul.
Gods, I’ve never experienced anything like this. Never even knew it was something I wanted.
I’ve seen Alphas kiss Omegas before, but never like this. Enrique is tender. Giving.Sensual.
The Alphas of my pasttook. This Alphagives.
Those other Omegas always looked lifeless when my Alpha kissed them, like they were dolls, not wolves.
But this Alpha—Enrique—makes me feel alive. Animalistic.Feral.
I want more.
I wanthim.
