Arianna
“I need you, Nate. I need all of you,” she says. I look at him as his blue eyes darken. I feel his wolf trying to break through. But his silence confuses me. Does he not want me?
“Arianna,” He whispers and strokes my cheek.
“You don’t want me?” I say sadly.
“Oh, honey, I want you,” he says. “But is now a good time?”
“Never mind,” I say, pulling away from him. He tightens his hold on me.
“Ari, sweetheart,” he says. “Don’t misunderstand me. I don’t want you to regret this.”
“I won’t,” I say. “I want you to take me.”
He stares at me for what feels like forever, and then, without warning, he flips us so he is on top. He presses his lips on mine. The passion between us heats up as I feel him against my legs, already getting hard.
I bite my lip, and he chuckles.
“Are you scare
