He pressed closer, and I felt his hands on my thighs before they moved upward to my hips and slipped beneath the shirt. As the fabric inched up my body, he pulled back slightly and commanded, "Lift your arms."
My chest heaved with desperate breaths, and slowly, I raised my arms above my head. Cool air kissed my heated skin as he tugged the shirt off, leaving me naked before him. Instinctively, I tried to cross my arms over my chest, desperate to hide.
Leo caught my wrists firmly, pushing them to my sides. "Don’t hide from me," he commanded, his voice like thunder rolling through the room. He took a step back, his eyes burning over every inch of exposed skin.
I trembled uncontrollably under his scrutiny. When I caught a flash of anger in his gaze, my self-worth plummeted—was he disappointed? Did he find me lacking?
His fingers brushed over the ugly brown bruise on my hip, his voice striking like lightning when he spoke. "I should cripple your brother’s arm and then blind his eyes forever."
My eyes widened in shock. For a brief moment, I wondered what he meant, but then I realized—he wasn’t angry at my appearance. He was furious about the bruises Enzo had left on me.
Only then did his gaze move to my breasts, the anger melting away, replaced by unmistakable desire that burned in his eyes.
His hand brushed up my side, and when his palm covered my breast, I sucked in a quivering breath. Leo’s eyes immediately returned to my face, searching my expression.
"You’re beautiful, Victoria," he said with surprising tenderness. He closed the small distance between us again, his mouth brushing against my earlobe as he whispered, "You’re an exquisite creation of the moon goddess herself."
As if reading my thoughts, his fingers gently traced another bruise near my ribs. "No one will ever mark your skin again," he promised, his gaze locking with mine. "Unless..."
My heart leapt to my throat. "Unless?"
"I leave my mate’s marks on you." The corner of his mouth lifted in a predatory smirk that made my knees weak. "But I swear on my pack, it will be from pleasure, never pain."
Leo’s intensity was all-consuming—the world beyond this bedroom had completely faded from my consciousness. My entire being was focused solely on him, on us, on this moment that would bind us together more completely than any ceremony.
He moved forward until his stomach pressed against my breasts. Standing at eye level with his chest, feeling his skin against mine, created a tightening sensation in my abdomen that radiated outward.
Using his body, he guided me backward until my calves touched the edge of the bed. With a slight nod of his head, he silently commanded me to climb onto the mattress. As I obeyed, my nerves transformed my stomach into a chaotic mess of butterflies.
When I laid my head on one of the pillows, Leo didn’t immediately remove his sweatpants. Instead, he placed one knee on the bed and took hold of my legs, gently pushing them apart.
Intense heat flooded my face and neck as I fought the urge to clamp my thighs shut. Thankfully, his eyes remained fixed on my face rather than lower.
Bracing a hand beside my shoulder, he leaned over me, his much larger frame making me feel impossibly small and protected at once.
He lowered his head and brushed his mouth along the curve of my jaw. "Try to relax, little mate," he murmured against my skin.
Yeah. Not likely to happen.
His lips trailed down the column of my throat, leaving a path of fire wherever they touched. When he reached the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder, he paused, inhaling deeply.
"Your scent drives me wild," he growled, his voice vibrating against my skin.
I gasped when his teeth grazed my pulse point, the sensation shooting straight to my core. "Leo..."
"Say it again," he demanded softly.
My hands tentatively moved to his shoulders, feeling the hard muscle beneath smooth skin. "Leo," I whispered, earning another approving growl.
His mouth continued its journey downward, across my collarbone, until he reached the swell of my breast. He looked up at me, his golden eyes almost glowing in the dim light.His thumb brushing over my nipple, making me arch slightly.
"I’m scared," I admitted, my voice barely more than a whisper. My fingers twisted in the hem of my shirt as I looked anywhere but at him.
"I... I feel like I need a drink," I muttered, the words tumbling out before I could stop them.
"Don’t be," he murmured, replacing his thumb with his mouth. The wet heat of his tongue sent shockwaves through me, drawing forth a sound I’d never made before. "I’ll take care of you."
His hand slid down my stomach, tracing patterns on my skin as it moved lower. When his fingers reached the apex of my thighs, I instinctively tensed.
"Trust me," Leo whispered, his eyes locked with mine. "Let your body feel what it wants to feel."
As his fingers gently explored, discovering places I hardly knew myself, my breathing became erratic. The sensation was overwhelming—foreign yet somehow familiar, as if my body recognized what my mind couldn’t comprehend.
"That’s it," he encouraged when I began to move against his hand. "You’re so responsive, Victoria. So perfect for me."
The praise washed over me like warm honey, making me brave enough to reach for him, my fingers tangling in his hair. When he slipped one finger inside me, I cried out.
"You’re ready for me," he said, his voice strained with restraint. "But I want you desperate first."
Before I could question what he meant, he moved down my body, settling between my thighs. When I realized his intentions, panic flared.
"Wait, you don’t have to—"
"Shh," he soothed, his breath hot against my most intimate place. "This is non-negotiable, little wolf. I want to taste you." Updates are released by NoveI-Fire.ɴet
The first touch of his tongue made me grab fistfuls of the sheets, a strangled sound escaping my throat. Nothing had prepared me for this—the intensity, the vulnerability, the sheer pleasure of it.
"Leo!" I cried out as he continued his relentless attention, bringing me closer to something I couldn’t name but desperately needed.
He hummed against me, the vibration adding another layer to the building pressure. "That’s it, let go for me."
When the sensation crested, it was like being thrown from a cliff—terrifying and exhilarating all at once. I shattered completely, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed through me.
As I struggled to catch my breath, Leo moved up my body, his expression one of primal satisfaction. "You’re even more beautiful when you come undone."
He stood briefly to remove his pants, revealing his arousal. I couldn’t help but stare, another flutter of fear passing through me at his size.