8
Forge
Iwatch Maya’s sweet, sleeping presence through the darkness. I hardly dare to breathe, in case I disturb her. In case it turns out this is all a dream and I could destroy it with one wrong move.
I’ve barely known her for a day, but she’s turned my life upside down. I feel like I’ve been in a very deep sleep, and she’s just woken me up. Before Maya was a never-ending night, and now the sun is burning over the horizon.
I just want all this crap with Demetrius and my pack to disappear into a fucking black hole, so I can claim my sweet virgin and we can start our lives together.
I am worried about Demetrius. I’d bet my bottom dollar that he’s gone off to one of the packs that are hostile toward ours, and he’s trying to get them onside. Probably start an all-out war. That’s what I’d do if I was a young hothead, bent on avenging my father’s death.
And all my instincts tell me to roar off on my bike looking for him. But no way am I going to do that now I’ve got Maya with me. It would be as irresponsible as hell to bring her with me. And I can’t leave her here by herself. God knows this poor girl has been abandoned enough in her life. Besides, my wolf would never allow it. My protective urges have gone into overdrive, and even being apart from her for a few minutes is unbearable.
She gives a sweet sigh and turns over on her side so she’s facing me.
My breath catches in my throat. She’s so goddamn beautiful. And sweet and innocent. Too perfect for a brutal, scarred man like me. Yet she seems to be into me. That moment in the shower—when her small, soft hand encircled my cock—bursts into my mind again, and for the hundredth time, my cock hardens.
I’ll have to stay awake all night to make sure my wolf doesn’t get out of control. But it’s a sacrifice worth making for her, so she can sleep without fear.
And it’s only until I’ve claimed her.
Once I’ve made her mine, I’ll sleep with her in my arms every single night.
I just need to be patient.
Need to get her to relinquish the vow her mom forced on her.
A fresh burn of fury rips through me. Maya’s mom had no right to do what she did. Just because she’d screwed up with an asshole of a mate, didn’t mean she had to revile all werewolves.
I’m not worried. It’s just Maya and me, and this little cabin is our whole world. No one can get to us here. I’ve got plenty of time to work on her.
I’ll overcome her objections. Show her that her mom is wrong. That werewolves are more protective and loyal than any goddamn human male. And when she’s mine, I’ll make sure she’s the happiest woman who ever lived.
I’m a patient wolf, when I need to be. But I sure hope this all happens soon. Because the sight of her walking around all night in my T-shirt and nothing else was driving me crazy. That sweet, virginal body so close, so ripe for mating. The way she kept flashing her tiny pink pussy without realizing it. The sweet scent of her arousal filling my nostrils.
Tonight is going to be torture.
I don’t expectto sleep a wink, but at some point, my eyelids get heavy and I drift off, clinging to the edge of the bed, vowing to keep my hands to myself.
When I next awake, it’s still pitch dark outside and… I stop breathing, because a soft, silky female body is pressed up against me, glossy hair tickling my nostrils. Maya’s right leg is slung over mine, her T-shirt is all rucked up to her waist, and her little damp pussy is pressing against my thigh.
Jesus H Christ.
And then a small hand slides across my hip, searchingly.
Immediately, my cock surges. Guess it was already erect in my sleep—not surprising, judging by the filthy dreams I’ve been having—and now it turns rock-hard.
“Maya,” I mutter. “Let go of me.”
She ignores me, fingertips encircling the base of my throbbing shaft.
“Maya—”
I listen hard. Her breathing is slow and even, and I can just make out her closed eyelids, eyelashes splayed on her cheeks. She’s still asleep. Holy hell. This little angel is groping me in her dreams. I can’t keep the smile from my face, and I find myself grinning into the darkness.
Five seconds.
For five blissful seconds, I let this happen, let myself luxuriate in the unearthly sensation of her hand small, soft curled around my dick. I imagine her snuggling closer, putting her soft, sweet mouth on me. Parting her lips and taking me in—