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 hedoesown 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.
Heiscontrolling 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 controlthat, 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.
“I’m sorry.” I sigh, shaking my head. “I’m not sure I can do this.”
Even if I want to, even if my whole body burns with need, I’m not sure.
CHAPTERTWENTY
Ramsey
I smirk, shaking my head as my eyes consume her breasts and the flushed color of her cheeks. She’s all hot and sweaty, and her scent fills the air, tinged with her want, her body screaming out for it.
“I couldn’t scent you properly before,” I snarl, letting a piece of the wolf into my voice, shuddering above the rainfall. “But ever since you...you fixed me, Ruby because that’s what you did.”
She makes the sweetest moaning noise, nodding as she bites her lip. She couldn’t look more fuckable if she tried. But only for me.
No other man gets to see her like this.
“You can scent me better now?” she whispers.
I nod, moving closer. “I can smell how badly your body needs this. You want to get pregnant. You want my babies.”
“Only yours,” she whispers.
I growl as lust burns through me. “Say that again.”