You Are Mine (The Lycans 2)

Would he always be like this? Was his wolf too far gone to ever let his human side take control again?

The very thought was so primal, and it turned me on like nothing I could have ever imagined before.

I flattened my palm over his heart and felt it beating steadily beneath my hand, and the way he growled when I curled my nails against his flesh had a fresh gush of wetness spilling from me.

I felt the vibrations of that sound that left him spear through my palms and travel up my forearms. My nipples pebbled further, and all I wanted to do was get lost with this male in the middle of the woods with nothing and no one stopping us.

I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing. I never once imagined I could feel this kind of intense pleasure simply from touching another soul. But then again, Luca wasn’t just anyone. This was my male. My mate.

I opened my eyes and saw him lean in close, so close that his lips were a hairsbreadth away from mine, so close that a slip of paper would be the only thing separating us.

“If my little mate is hungry, then by all means, take from me.” His eyes were glowing so fiercely that they illuminated the space around us, this light that made everything seem more fantastical, more make-believe.

I was falling into this weird in-between, feeling like things were real but then again weren’t. It felt almost dreamlike, as if a piece of myself was being morphed and shifted into somebody and something else.

Sheltered, coddled Ainslee would’ve never risen up on her toes.

But I did.

Protected, babied Ainslee would’ve never slid her hands up Luca’s chest to grip onto his shoulders, pulling him in closer.

But I was.

Yet whoever this woman was right now who gave me the strength to do these things, I didn’t want her to go. She gave me the power I didn’t know I had all along.

And when I swiped my tongue along Luca’s bottom lip, felt his body tense under my hold, heard his deep exhale of pleasure, I tasted his coppery yet sweet essence as it coated my tongue. And in the face of his flavor, any kind of weakness I’d ever felt in my life vanished.

It was as if a match had been struck inside me, this light I’d never known was there, burning so brightly it was blinding.

I moaned as I licked his bottom lip again and again, his blood the most intoxicating flavor I’d ever tasted. His hands on my waist were fierce, a little painful, and I had a feeling he wasn’t aware of how strong he was. Or maybe I was just that fragile, my mate this Herculean creature.

And then I found myself slipping my tongue between his lips, touching his, and gasping at how powerful that one sensation was.

I knew he wanted to kiss me back. I practically felt it humming through him. But he broke away, to my disappointment, taking a step back, his shoulders rising and falling rapidly as he breathed, as he was clearly grappling with his self-control.

He had his head downcast, but his eyes were locked on me, those glowing orbs that I knew I’d forever see in my dreams.

Neither one of us spoke. What was there to say? There was this electricity that was moving between us, a living entity that was pulling my need and his and mixing them together to create this black hole.

And I didn’t care what happened next. All I wanted was to feel more of him. To smell more of him. To take more of him into my body.

And that’s exactly what I did as I stepped closer to him, rose back on my toes, slipped my hand behind his neck, and pulled him down so I could kiss him once more.

13

Caelan

“Ye’re gonna piss her off even more. Leave her be,” Lennox said, but all I did was keep walking away and lift my hand to give him the bird.

“Classy,” he muttered.

I didn’t bother looking over my shoulder at him and Tavish as they headed down the opposite way toward their rooms.

“She was upset. I want tae check on her.”

I heard Lennox grumble about how I was overbearing. But they were ones to fucking talk, seeing as they were just as protective of Ainslee as I was.

When I stopped in front of her bedroom door, I had a little bit of doubt that maybe I was smothering her, and maybe they were right and I was too overbearing. But I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep if I didn’t make sure she was okay.

I knew this was hard on her. How couldn’t it be? I tried to put myself in her shoes, picturing myself being kept from my mate. But it was different for females of the Otherworld, hell, even human males.