Page 84 of Enzo

“We should go check,”my wolf says.

I shake my head.“Whatever infatuation you have with that leech needs to end.”

“Not leech,”my wolf growls.“Michaela.”

Once again, I ignore him. But he brings up a good point. I think I should check on her. Just in case she’s doing something she shouldn’t. As soon as I decide I would go find Michaela, my gaze lands on hers in the crowd. Everything inside me stops.

She pulled her curly hair back off her face in a messy bun. The front is swooped over her forehead and pinned back. The style puts her beautiful face on display. Black eyeliner lines her light brown eyes, giving them an even more catlike appearance.

The black dress flows down her body. The deep v in the front showcases her smooth caramel skin. Her handful of breasts secured safely behind the fabric. The markings on her chest stand out over her brown skin. The thick lines with their sharp edges look almost like jewelry adorning her collarbone.

No matter how hard I try, I can’t take my gaze off her.

“My Michaela,”my wolf groans in my head.

“Never going to happen,”I say to him, even though I continue to watch her.

Her eyes remain on mine. Slowly, she nearly floats through the crowd, making her way to me. Everyone seems to move out of her way. She’s walking toward me as if she has only one thing on her mind. She almost looks possessed.

The moment she stops in front of me, a smile graces her face.

“Enzo,” she calls out my name like it’s a spell. Her pronunciation of the two syllables feel like a song.

“Are you alright?” I find myself asking.

Before she can reply, a succulent scent fills my nostrils. The smell is so enticing. I shut my eyes and groan. My wolf howls in my head. Fuck, what is that smell?

I open my eyes, and the only thing I see is her. Everything else seems to melt away.

“Dance with me?” she purrs, holding out her hand.

I guess we are both possessed, because without thinking, my large hand slips into hers. She pulls me to the middle of the crowd. I wrap my arms around her waist and tug her into me. Her tall frame fitting snugly against mine. Her arms wrap around my neck, and her gorgeous eyes stare back at me.

Our bodies sync. She rolls against me, and I sway with her. With every touch of her soft body against mine, my temperature rises. My hands move up to her waist and then slowly back down to her hips. The curve of her body flowing under my touch.

We dance until sweat drips down her chest. It’s the only time I break eye contact with her. I follow the drop of perspiration as it falls from the hollow of her neck down the center of her cleavage. With a finger, I stop the droplet before it disappears behind the fabric.

I slide the moisture back up to the center of her chest before removing my finger and placing it into my mouth.

My wolf whimpers and I shut my eyes when her flavor explodes over my tongue. My cock hardens so fast and so painfully I groan out loud.

I feel as if I’m on drugs. My actions seem to have a mind of their own and I have no control.

“What are you doing to me?” I ask, locking eyes with her once again.

“Nothing you don’t want,” she replies.

She lets go of my neck, grabbing the hand that was once in my mouth. She slowly moves my hand back down between our bodies, her gaze remaining on mine. My fingertips brush against the warm flesh of her thighs. The slit in her dress gives me easy access. She continues to move my hand up her leg. I growl when I reach a sticky section of her inner thigh. The heat coming from the apex of her legs damn near scorches me.

“Please,” she begs in a low voice. “I need you to touch me.”

Even though a part of me is screaming for me to stop, I don’t pull away.

“Keep your eyes on me.” My voice is deeper than normal, letting me know my wolf is on the surface.

This time, when my hand goes higher, I don’t need her help. The moment my finger brushes over her soaking wet lower lips, she hisses. I easily split her open and push my longest digit inside her heat.

“Fuuuuck,” I moan at the tight grip around my finger.

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