Page 65 of The Cursed Wolf King

I extended my hand, palm up, giving her the choice. She stared at it for what felt like forever before finally placing her hand in mine.

The contact sent a jolt through me, fire racing along my skin, my wolf roaring his approval. She gasped, as if she felt it too.

The air in the bungalow became suddenly hot, and it was hard to breathe. My thumb brushed over the back of her hand, and the smallest of sounds escaped her lips—a sound that made my wolf press harder against the surface, hungry for more.

I leaned closer, my breath mingling with hers, every part of me alive and straining toward her. She didn’t pull away. Her eyes met mine, searching, questioning, and she placed her hands on my chest.

I knew I was in trouble.

Her breath brushed against my skin, warm and trembling, sending shivers down my spine. My wolf stirred, hislow growl urging me closer, whispering promises of belonging, of claiming. I resisted—barely. My control was hanging by a thread, frayed and fragile.

Her lips parted slightly, enough for her to wet them with her tongue. It unraveled me.

She was right here, so close, and I needed to show her she wasn’t alone. Show her with every part of me. My body, my soul, my wolf.

They all belonged to her.

“Eve…” My voice cracked with everything I couldn’t say.

Her hands tightened against my chest, not to push me away, but as if she was steadying herself. She was trembling. Or was that me? My wolf was present, but it was the man who acted. Slowly, tentatively, I reached up and cupped the back of her head, my fingers tangling in the softness of her long hair. Her eyes fluttered shut, a silent surrender.

I leaned in, giving her every chance to stop me. When my lips brushed hers, the world stopped. There was no pack, no curse, no guilt—just the overwhelming rightness ofher. She gasped against my mouth, and the heat of her breath spilled over me, igniting something primal, something unstoppable.

I kissed her deeper. Her lips were soft but hesitant at first, as though she couldn’t quite believe this was happening. I believed it. My wolf believed it. And we were desperate for her. My cock grew hard, throbbing in my jeans, but today was all about making sure she wanted this as much as I did.

Because I wasall in.

Her hands slid up my chest to my shoulders, anchoring herself to me. The taste of her was maddening, a perfectblend of fire and sweetness, and I drank her in like I’d been dying of thirst.

Her heartbeat pounded beneath my palm where it rested at the nape of her neck, wild and erratic. My other hand found her waist, pulling her closer until there wasn’t an inch of space between us. She melted against me, her body fitting mine like it had been made for me. To call what we did next as simply a kiss would be to insult the Shadow Moon Goddess herself.

This was the first step ofclaimingher.

Time stretched and twisted. I lost myself in the way her lips moved with mine, in the soft, tentative sighs that escaped her. My tongue sought her, pressing into her while my wolf howled in triumph, his elation coursing through me in waves. We had a connection that defied logic or reason.

“I want to forget the world exists.” She looked me straight in the eye. “Make me forget, Logan.”

What my mate commanded, I would fulfill.

Her chest lifted and fell with heavy breaths, and I kissed a line down from her ear to her cheek to her neck. With my fingertips, I separated her woolen robe, letting my tongue graze the top of her breasts. Fuck, I had never felt such softness in my life. I kissed around them as she squirmed under my touch. Undoing the belt of her robe, I could finally relish the sight of her. She was stunning. I felt blinded by her beauty and almost overcome when I saw that she was entirely nude underneath. The cool air made her shiver, a light dusting of goosebumps washing over her skin, and her nipples hardened.

“I’ll warm you up,” I growled, and took a nipple into mymouth. My tongue drew across it and my balls felt like they would explode. Desperate hunger was overtaking me, making me dizzy, but this was all about her pleasure.

Making her forget.

Icouldn’t forget. There was too much riding on my every move, every decision. But I could do this for her.

“More,” she demanded, moving my head to her other breast. “I need more, Logan.”

Oh, the way she said my name nearly gave my wolf permission to take over entirely. I barely had him at bay.

“Anything you want.” I couldn’t deny her a thing in this state. “I’ll give you anything you want.”

She pulled at the bottom of my sweater, and I immediately pulled it over my head until it was off. She ran her fingertips across my stomach, following the lines of my abs and down, down, down.

Goddess, I didn’t have much reserve left.

She let out a quick exhale. “I know I’ve seen all of you before,” she said, “but it’s different when you’re this close.”

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