Page 18 of Ensnared By the Werewolf

Jack’s ears flatten as if in pain, and I cut my gaze away.I need to focus on other things.I need to keep moving.

“Where the fuck is my phone?”Fuck.There’s some sort of paranormal being going into heat and I’m not going to be able to show up with my thighs streaked with the seed of my almost-not-quite ex.“I need to call someone about my date.”

A growl rumbles from the fierce beast in front of me and my anger snaps.

“Oh, fuck you!You don’t even want me.”

“I want you too much, but I can’t—”

My sneer cuts him off.I abandon my search for my phone and march up to him, poking his chest.“You.Don’t.Want.Me.Enough.You won’t listen to me and what I want.You’re cursed.You’re never going to look or be like how you were before, and I am so sorry, but I want to be with you just the way you are—”

“You should find someone better,” he says adamantly.

I hold in my hiss of anger.“You are my mate.My soul mate.I know this.There isn’t anyone I want more.”

“Not even the guy whose pheromones are hanging in the woods?”

“That was—” I blink away the rush of emotion and continue with a whisper.“That was a mistake.”

There is no way to fuck away the ache for this beast.Not even the promise of heat sex with an interestingly shaped cock can remedy the wound of this rejection.I know myself well enough to admit defeat.

Jack stands motionless, his hands twitching as if he wants to grab hold of me.

I shake my head, walking a couple steps away before gazing up to the starry sky as if for guidance.I’m angry and hurt, but it’s all underlined with devastation.

I turn toward a frozen Jack and spread my arms.“What do I have to do to prove that I want you the way you are?”

My voice cracks and that’s what spurs me on, makes me want to lash out.I need Jack.It’s only fair that he should feel the same way about me.

“Is it that you want me to beg?”I ask.“Am I going to need to spread my legs in front of you, show you how wet I am?”

The tension in the air thickens with my words, and Jack’s eyes glint in the moonlight.The look in his eyes makes me want to do wicked things.Mean things.Things that taunt my soul mate into forgetting the weight of his negative self-talk.

I pull the zipper of the dress down and let the garment fall first from my shoulders and then from my hips before stepping out of it.The beast before me freezes.I’m completely bared to him.I’d forgone a bra, and he’d already torn free my panties.I kick my dress flat before lowering myself to it and lying back.

The positioning under the moon makes me look like a sacrifice.

I prop myself up as a thought occurs to me.“Why are you even here, Jack?Did you follow me?”

He shakes his head.“I came here for a run and caught your scent on the wind.I needed to make sure you were safe, but when I saw you—when I scented the male—”

Chance.Fate.

I gaze up at the moon.My wolf requires more convincing that we’re meant to be.I slide my hands up over my breasts, and Jack’s glowing yellow eyes follow the movement.

“Belinda...”Jack trails off.He swallows as I display everything he’s letting go of.

“I want you, Jack.There’s nothing about your form that disgusts me.”

“You can’t want this,” he says.

I hum.“I’m getting pretty annoyed that you don’t believe me.Does the fact that I want you this way disgust you?Is that what the issue is?”

“Of course not!I want to be the best version of myself for you.”

I swallow at that.“And you don’t think I want to be the best version of myself for you?We both have our perceived flaws, but at this moment, I’m telling you that I want you how you are.”

I slide a hand down and spread my legs, placing my feet flat on the ground and bending my knees.I stroke up my folds, and the sound of my wetness has a hungry growl rumbling from Jack.

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