Page 48 of Redeemed Wolf

When I tried to kiss him harder, he softened. So I gripped his short hair and tugged his head back, exposing his neck and the bite mark I’d left on him. I bent down and licked the flat of my tongue across it. The possessive growl that came out of me wasnowhere near human. But that was exactly right, wasn’t it? I wasn’t fully human either, and I wasn’t the only one who wanted Silas.

I could feel the beast inside me beckoning, urging me to give in to my base instincts, the drive to claim, to mate. To fuck. It was a kind of relief to tumble down into the dark, to act first and worry about consequences later. There was no grief about my fake father here, no doubt about who I was and who I would become. There was only me, Silas… and our wolves.

Shoving Silas hard, he fell back on the bed, his eyes blazing green. “You in the mood to play, little wolf?” he asked with a teasing lilt.

“Only if you’re willing to play by my rules.” I climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips. “Are you?”

His grin turned lupine, and I swore his teeth were longer, sharper than they’d been only moments ago. “Always.”

I descended on him again, kissing him hard, my tongue plunging through his mouth and scraping along his canines. I bit down on his lip hard enough to taste blood, and he hissed but didn’t pull away. Silas’s fingers dug into the tender flesh of my ass, inching toward my entrance but never close enough.

I pulled back, snapping my teeth at him. “I want more,” I snarled. “I want you to fuck me hard, fill me, knot me, and when I’m screaming your name, I want you to bite me. I want to feel youeverywhere.”

When he didn’t answer me with more than a smirk, I ground down on him, our erections separated by the towel. I could feel the dampness of his precum, and I hated that it was being wasted. Shuffling back off the bed, I ripped the towel off and swallowed him whole. He moaned loudly, his eyes fluttering closed, fingers lacing into my hair as though holding on for dear life. I swallowed once then hollowed my cheeks on the way backup, indulging in a brief taste of him, bitter and salty and sweet all in one, before I crawled back up.

Silas looked dazed as he blinked his eyes back open. I got up close and put my lips next to his ear. “Did you hear what I said?”

“Oh, I heard you alright. I just thought I would give you a second or two to see if you’d change your mind. But your time just ran out.” He slapped my ass cheek once then sat up fast, hoisting me up with him. Silas made tossing me around look easy as he flipped me over onto my stomach and stretched out on top of me, his weight pressing me down into the mattress.

He grabbed both arms and pinned them over my head in one hand. “Is this what you wanted?” he asked with a gravelly voice, wedging a knee between my legs to lever them wide apart.

“Yes,” I hissed over my shoulder at him.

He didn’t stretch me, didn’t ease me into it, just positioned himself at my entrance, coating the crown in slick before sheathing himself straight in. I cried out at the sudden intrusion, welcoming the sharp sting. It took all my loose wild thoughts and fraying emotions and wrapped them in tight, centering me in this moment.

We lay there like that for a moment, until our breathing calmed, our hearts beating in time.

“Do you know what I love about you?” he purred in my ear, gifting me with a slow roll of his hips.

I could barely think straight at the sensation of him moving inside me, the heat and friction licking at my core. “W-What?” I stuttered.

“I love that you are this immovable force, so strong and resilient. That even when you were lost, everything that makes you who you are remained. No matter how hard he tried to erase you, to mold you into his image, here you are, stronger than ever.” Another roll of his hips to punctuate his words. “You aregood, kind, and so good at loving me even when you weren’t properly taught how. You are awolf.”

Tears pricked at my eyes, even as the pleasure I felt crested, the two contrasting emotions threatening to tear me in two. How was it possible for him to know me so well when I was just getting to know the real me myself?

Silas’s arms tightened around me, making me feel safer than I ever had. “I wish I could see you right now,” I half laughed into the mattress.

And just like that, Silas pulled himself out, and before I could whine about the loss of him, he’d flipped me over and slid back in. We both groaned at the sensation, and the look of pure bliss on his face augmented my pleasure.

As he brushed away my tears, we stared deep into each other’s eyes. My lips pulled back slowly into a teasing grin. “I thought you said you were willing to play by my rules,” I sassed. “But I distinctly remember telling you to fuck me hard.”

“Is that still what you want?” he asked seriously, and I knew he would be more than willing to oblige. But the moment had changed into something new, something pure and bright and true, and I couldn’t bring myself to let it go.

“No,” I whispered, tipping my chin up to kiss him lightly. “This is perfect.”

Even if we’d chosen to start slow, as the friction and pressure built, it drove a new sense of desperation through us. I could feel the wolf beneath my skin, could almost see the details of him coming to life. The gray fur, bright eyes, teeth and claws and long wagging tail. It felt like a wall had been erected straight down my midline, and Silas was helping me take it down brick by brick—and I was wielding a sledgehammer.

I was a writhing, whining mess. I brought my knees higher, hooking them behind Silas’s back, my heels digging into his ass with each thrust. “Silas, it hurts,” I moaned. It wasn’t physicalpain but lodged inside my chest where the tether was stretched taut. It felt like such a fragile thing, tenuous and threatening to snap as it strained for its other half.

Silas’s eyes were lit dayglow green, his canines long enough to prick at his bottom lip. “I know, baby. I’m going to make it better.”

I nodded, arching my neck in invitation.

His rhythm picked up, speeding us toward a climax. The heat condensed in my core, balls drawing up tight until I spilled between us, his name on my lips, not a scream like I’d promised but a whispered vow. Silas’s breath hitched, and I felt him explode inside me, hot and throbbing, thickening with his knot. Gripping the back of my neck, he lowered his mouth to my pulse point and bit down.

Somewhere distant inside me I could register the pain, but it came second to the relief that washed over me. The bond between us was no longer a mere thread, but a braided length of steel. I felt the way it wrapped itself around my heart, before extending to my bones, my blood, my brain.

How could I have ever thought that I was alone?

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