Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
“Are you doing it now?”
I nod, focusing, feeling the strangest quivers in my body. I remember how difficult it was to learn this, the minute control over one’s scent. My head clouds and I take a stumbling step, but I catch myself, then focus harder.
Bolstered by the change-joy, I let it fly on the wind.
“There’s no way he missed that,” I say, turning back to her.
“That looked like it hurt.”
I shrug. “Pain isn’t the same to a wolf. We learn to handle it.”
“Where are we going?” she asks.
“I think it might rain. But I can smell metal, hay, and manure. Maybe it’s a farm.”
She moves over to me, biting her lip, partly looking like she’s going to melt with nerves but also with a flair of excitement in her. It shivers around her.
It’s so much easier, sweeter, to be able to read my woman’s scent. To feel how deeply she wants this, even if it’s hidden beneath her nerves.
“You want to go to a barn or something?” She lets out an intoxicating flutter of laughter. “Is that what you’re saying?”
I smirk and reach over, slipping my hand around her hip and down to her ass. She moans when I pull her up against me, my naked hard cock pushing against her belly, through her clothes, as though my seed knows exactly where it belongs.
“We ran longer than you think, at least three miles. The barn is maybe a quarter-mile away. Well, if there is a barn. Maybe it’s just a tractor piled on top of a bunch of hay bales.”
She laughs gorgeously, squeezing onto my arms, staring up with her bright eyes, reflecting my red ones.
“I guess we should find out, huh?”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Ruby
“What do you think?” Ramsey says, leading me by the hand to the corner of the barn.
He’s still naked since we haven’t come across any clothes. His body heaves with muscles, each one hard, bulging. His neck and shoulders are thick. A light layer of silver hair dots his chest, just enough to hint at the wolf beneath.
Looking down, I swallow at the size of him.
He’s huge, hard again, like every time he looks at me or touches me. I try to imagine it, the hugeness slipping inside of me.
My body aches for him, yearning for his hardness. But my mind tells me something terrible might happen.
That’s over. I won’t be a prisoner to those horrible lessons.
I can feel his lust burning up from inside him like it does with me. It’s like our bodies are talking to each other.
“Will you hear anyone coming in the rain, though?” I ask.
“No, but I’ll hear if they open the door. We don’t have to do this, Ruby.”
I move toward him, my hands instinctively going to his face. I cradle it in my hands, staring into his eyes, the flickering there.
My body blazes with the desire to melt into this man, to start the future we both want.
The future we both need.
“I want you,” I whisper, leaning up and kissing him.
He makes that savage growling noise as he kisses me back, his hands sliding down to my hips, squeezing on like he owns me because he does own me.
“I need you,” he growls between the kisses. “So bad it hurts.”
He’s bundled some blankets on the floor in a small closed-off area. It’s like a bedroom of sorts.
My body tingles when I think about doing it, about breaking every taboo that was drilled into my mind.
My sex pulses when I remember how it felt before, his hand rubbing me, and that was over my freaking pants.
“I need you,” I whimper, turning back to him.
He snarls and kisses me again. His eyes are all shimmering red, barely containing his wolfish energy.
But no.
He is controlling it. He’s all Ramsey, letting his passion show.
I close my eyes and sink against him, giving myself up to pleasure as the rain hammers above. I try not to think about what we’re doing, or the cult, or any of it.
But then his hand strays to my pants, tickling at my belly, near the button. He’s going to reach down there and touch me, his bare hand against my naked pussy, feel the wetness, and then slip that heaving cock inside of me.
I’m panting, annoyed at myself. This is what I want.
“Wait.”
I push away from him and walk past him to the opposite corner of the barn. I’m not sure where I’m going.
It’s like there’s all this energy inside of me, trying to get out. For a second, I wonder if this is what Ramsey feels like before the change. Only ten times, a hundred times more.
If he can control that, why the heck can’t I control this?
“It’s okay, Ruby,” he says, looking over at me.
His body is outlined in the soft light, each muscle well-defined and solid. My body responds, my core screaming out to take him, to be with him. He’s going to protect me always. He said he wants the same.