Page 4 of Wolf Roulette

Such a hold out. “Agreed.”

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

I strained upward as he bore down.

Our lips touched.

His weight drove us both to the ground. I moaned into his hot mouth at the soft feel of his full bottom lip.

Firm.

Confident.

Oh my god!

We rolled without breaking apart, and I straddled his lap, clutching his face to mine. Our tongues didn’t dance—they moved with a starved hunger that we could never fill.

Air wasn’t necessary.

Not when I could feelthis. His groan vibrated through me.

I needed more.

So much more.

We disconnected for a sliver of a second.

White-hot fire slammed into my chest, catapulting me back.Ouch.That shit hadn’t happened since the touch meet. I choked as wave after wave of scalding heat slammed into me.

Red blanketed my thoughts.

No.

We didn’t want this.

Body shaking, I assumed the crouched position and raised my arms in the Cleopatra-like position. Sascha’s furious snarls rocketed across the space.

Our eyes met.

“Doore koh e baka,” I hissed.

Like a bucket of water poured over my head, the heat broke. I toppled forward onto my hands and knees.Shit.

Panting hard, I touched my lips.That was… incredible.

Sascha walked to me and ran a hand down my back, taking care to brush over my ticklish spot.

I sat back on my haunches.

His eyes were as rounded as mine.

“That was far better than any dream,” he breathed. “I’ve found a new obsession.”

So had I.

I rested a hand against his jaw and leaned in.

We sighed as our lips touched.

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