Page 26 of Craved By a Wolf

The sound of running water grew louder and he scented the burn ahead of him, the small river in full flow as the recent rainfall ran off the peat into it. When he reached it, he leaped clear across it, landing on the other side and not missing a step.

His sharp eyes locked on to a small house ahead of him, nestled in the shadow of the tallest munro and standing alone among the heather. White-painted stone. Mossy slate roof.

He was drawn to it as the light changed in the valley, the air charging with magic.

Aware of what he would find inside.

A delicate blue-haired lass stepped out of the door, her face turned towards the sunset, and his heart thumped harder at the sight of her. Her corseted short black dress was a stark contrast to the white wall as she stopped near the door, hugging curves that inflamed him and had him running harder to reach her.

Aching for her.

She serenely turned and looked down at him as he approached, heading up the slight incline to her.

Didn’t say a word as he shifted and rose naked before her.

Her green eyes beckoned him, filled with sparks of fire, bewitching him.

Kin seized her on a growl, pinned her to the doorframe, and claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss. He groaned as she yielded to him, her soft lips opening and her tongue coming to brush his, to tease him with the taste of her.

Turning the kiss against him.

She claimed him with it instead as she wrapped her arms around his neck, as she pushed delicate fingers through his dark hair and clutched him to her. She moaned as their mouths clashed, as the ferocity of the kiss shook him to his core, her desperation flooding him to fill him with a single need.

He needed to please his mate.

To satisfy her.

Kin grabbed her backside and lifted her, and she didn’t stop him as he wedged himself between her slender thighs. She kissed him deeper, urging him on with little moans that made him mindless with a need for her. Savage.

One hand slipped from his shoulder, trailing fire over his biceps as he held her aloft. She pushed him closer to the edge, raking blunt nails over his flesh as she shifted her hand between them. Her fingers skimmed over his stomach, heading downwards, cranking his temperature up until he was burning.

His cock kicked as she neared it, hungry for her touch, but she denied him, brushed her fingers upwards instead and curled her hand around his nape. He shivered as she stroked it, teasing it with her nails, maddening him and pushing him to the point of no return.

He needed her.

He needed his fated one.

He pulled back and stared at her, lost in her enchanting eyes, in her kiss-swollen lips and the hunger that blazed inside her.

A hunger he could satisfy for her.

Her hands dropped to her hips and she pulled her skirts up, tugging them from between them, and he groaned as he realised something.

She wore no panties.

Her soft heat met his hard shaft and he couldn’t stop himself from rubbing against her, gliding up and down and covering himself in her moisture. The scent of her filled his lungs, had control slipping as he drowned in it and visions of the things he wanted to do to her. He groaned as she rocked her hips forwards, pressing her heat against him, pushing him right to the edge.

On a low growl, he gripped his cock and breached her.

She wrapped her legs around him and eagerly sank onto him, taking him into her, stealing his breath as her tight heat encased him, scalding him.

“Hella,” he moaned, unable to hold it back as she tugged him to her and rotated her hips.

“Kin,” she murmured, desperation lacing her bewitching voice that he felt as a command in his soul.

In his heart.

He dropped his head and seized her lips at the same time as he dug his hands into her bottom. He kissed her deeply, not holding anything back, letting her see how mad she made him, how crazed he was for her, as he pinned her to the doorframe and plunged into her. Each press and withdraw was as frantic as his kiss, had his heart thundering as pressure built inside him. She tightened her legs around his waist and moaned as she rode him, her thrusts taking him back into her the second he withdrew, forcing him to take her harder.

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