Chapter 20
EMMA
Because of the life I’ve lived until now; I didn’t dare to dream. A fantasy like how my first kiss would feel like wasn’t something I’d imagine, but not even in the wildest ones of those dreams–if it happened–could I have presumed this is what my first kis would feel like.
Never could I have thought the first lips I’d feel against mine would belong to my stepbrother–one whom I can’t help but want. One for whom my desires grow stronger even as I try to convince myself it’s wrong.
This is heaven. This is my moment of pure ecstasy and not even all the rare goodness I’ve experienced throughout my years compare to this moment right here.
Will is holding my face with both hands, and his lips are moving against mine. His lips–soft and firm and dominating. He tastes like paradise on earth, he tastes like everything I shouldn’t have and maybe it’s because it’s so forbidden that sparks of tingles flood my body, my heart racing in my chest as his palm presses to my cheek.
I push up my body higher, wanting more. Craving more. Desperately pleading for more.
And he gives it to me, each time his lips caress mine, my body arching closer to his.
moan against his mouth as he slips his tongue into my mouth, tangling against mine in a battle I quickly lose as I let him lead the kiss.
Goddess, he kisses so hard. So hard and so good. So delicious that he undoes me with each stroke and lick.
His right hand leaves my face and falls down my body. I gasp when he wraps the hand around my waist, tugging me closer till my chest brushes against his.
I
Not knowing what to do with my hands, I lift them to his arms and buzzes of electric shocks spark at the tip of my fingers when they graze his bare arms. I lock my hands around his biceps, loving the feel of his skin beneath my touch, and I can’t think of anything else other than this right here–the sound of our lips as he kisses me raw, his mouth devouring mine. The sound of my heartbeats as my chest presses to his. The feel of his hands on me, both the one around my waist and the thumb gently brushing my cheek. The way it feels touching him; hands wrapping around his muscles and holding on for dear life, trying not to drown in the high that’s his mouth.
doesn’t feel real. He has consumed my senses–his taste, scent, and the feel of his skin–and everything else existing vanishes.
I don’t want this moment here to end, and my heart skips several beats again when Will s tightening around my waist.
starts t
to lift m
me off the bed, his hold
Another moan leaves my throat as I squeeze his biceps, an unfamiliar burning ache settling in my core. All too quick for ine, Will starts to pull away and I can’t help the whine that leaves my mouth. He pushes his head back just a bit, and I’m panting as I stare into his eyes. They’re dark and the sound of his uneven breathing matches mine for a second before he comes down again, taking my mouth a second time.
He finally brings me out of the bed and I stand on my tiptoes, my feet lifting off the ground to greedily take each taste of heaven he gives me. I yelp when Will moves me and my back is to the wall faster than I can blink. His mouth leaves mine to go down my neck and I throw my head back, giving him room as his lips brush against the flesh of my neck–each press sending that burning ache through my core.
I move my hands to his back and cling onto the fabric of his shirt as Will’s thumb grazes my chin before he tips it, his mouth latching to my throat.
“Will” His name falls from my mouth in an uncontrollable loud moan and heat spreads through my entire body–every part of me responding to his kisses.
His mouth is moving further down, nearing my collar bone when the sound of a roar echoes in the room and he’s pulling away fast.
“No,” I whisper as he takes his kisses and touches with him. He turns away, facing the window for a few seconds before he looks. bark at me and the sight of him with swollen red lips makes my core throb hard.
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I know mine is the same, but it isn’t enough. I want more. I need him back. His mouth and his…..
“I have to go.” He says, interrupting my immoral thoughts, and my lips parts. I want to tell him not to. I want to tell him to kiss me again, but I don’t. Instead, I nod and watch as he leaves my room before my head falls back against the wall.
1 lift my hand to feel my lips, and a smile covers my face.
He kissed me. And I kissed him back. His mouth was on my neck, and his hand was on my waist. I felt the heat of his body as he crowded me to the wall and 1–my brows furrow when I rub my thighs together and feel an irritated wetness between
them.
I freeze for a few seconds before I move my hand beneath my skirt and my eyes pop when I feel a wetness in my panties as my fingers rub along the outside of the fabric.
Goddess, is this–is this what happens when you’re turned on? Did I get so excited about one kiss that I got wet!
I remove my hand from my panties and bring my finger back to my mouth, one that still feels hot and tastes of him.
With a soft sigh, I fall back into my bed with my racing heart not calming and I know I’ll never forget this.
No. No, actually. There’s no pretending I don’t want him after this. He has taken my first kiss and with it, he’s opened waves of intractable fascinations.
They’re wrong, but there’s no stopping them. Not after this–not after I finally know how my stepbrother’s lips feel against
mine.
THE NEXT MORNING+
For the first time in the past few days, I didn’t dream. No, I did. But it isn’t the one where I wake up drenched in cold. with zero idea what happened and feeling like something was plunged through my chest,
sweats,
My dream was about last about. I dreamt of him and his kisses. Of him and his touches. I dreamt of him back in my bed, pulling me into his embrace and giving me a taste of heaven all over again.
I have a smile on my breathing
face I can’t wipe o
off Fas I
stare at the white ceiling of my room, my hands on my stomach to calm my
I didn’t see Will again after the roar that made him leave, but I know I’d see him today and I’m so looking forward to it. I can barely contain my excitement as I finally get out of bed. I walk to my mirror and I’ve never been met with such a happy reflection of myself.
I’m grinning so widely that my mouth is almost tearing and the big smile makes my face glow. My hair is a mess on my head. from the number of times I’ve run my hands through it each time I can’t contain my blushing and my mouth…my lips still burn, a reminder that what happened wasn’t a dream or an imagination.
After spending minutes longer than I usually do standing in front of my mirror, I walk into my bathroom to get ready for the morning’s training
I finish washing and put on my training fit before turning to walk out of my room. I stop halfway to the door and stroll back to the mirror. I fix my hair once again, tucking strands behind my ears, and after being satisfied with what stares back at me, I finally make my way out of the room.
My heart won’t stop it
stop jumping in my chest with each step I take that brings me closer to the training grounds and the wind blows my hair in my face as I step out of the pack house.
I push my hair out of my face and glance across the fields. My heart sinks when I don’t catch sight of him, but the smile on my face remains as my gaze rests on Elijah and Bianca. They wave for me to come over and I quicken my steps as I saunter into the training grounds.
“Hi
“Hey, you. How are you feeling? Better?” Elijah questions, his eyes narrowing at me and before I can answer, Bianca says, “Do you even have to ask that? You can’t tell with the way her face is radiant, and she’s beaming so hard? Hey baby, did something happen!”
“What?”
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“You’re smiling.” Blanca chuckles and I shrug, “I always smile.”
“Yeah, but not this hard.”
“I don’t know. I guess I’m just in a good mood.” I say, unable to keep the smile off my face despite my friend’s scrutinizing
gaze.
“Alpha!” A guy a bit away from us speaks out and everyone rises from their benches, all heads turned in a direction.
My heart staggers before I turn and my throat dries when I see him walking into the training grounds with his Beta behind
him
Goddess, he looks so good in his simple fit of a tight white t–shirt and black slacks.
To think a man who looks this beautiful actually kissed me last night makes my stomach turn and I feel my cheeks redden as he enters the field.
“Good morning”
“Good morning, Alpha!” Everyone bellows.
“There was an attack near our east border yesterday, so Beta Ryan won’t be overseeing the training today. I need five warriors to come with us while warrior Rio shall stay behind and supervise the training.” His voice sounds even deeper today and I can’t stop staring at his mouth as he speaks.
“Yes, Alpha!” we say in unison and I wait as silence descends in the air. While the rest starts to move, I don’t. My eyes
s remain. on him and I wait for the head to turn
One. Two. Three. Four. Five….
My breathing stutters for a second when he turns, and our eyes n meet. My lips curl into a smile. “Good- moving when his eyes turn cold and he looks away before I can even finish. my words.
“Let’s go!” The five warriors he requested stand before him and I watch in confusion as he moves away, stepping out of the fields without another glance my way.
My mouth stops
