Page 64 of Rejected Exile

But I. Don't. Care.

Kieran Salt was supposed to bemine.We were supposed to wrap our hands around each other and make a promise. He was meant to meet me on sacred ground, take my body in his loving hands, and claim me as his own.

This may not be my best idea. Or my most thought-out one. But it is something that I've deserved for seven wretched years, and Iwillmake it happen.

"You smell so good." Kieran pants against my neck, his mouth skimming my skin. He thrusts his hips forward and snarls as his teeth brush up against my throat. "God, you smell sodifferent.Like wood smoke and crushed lavender."

I throw my head back and pull his mouth against my neck, panting. "Touch me. I want you everywhere—I want youinsideme. Fuck me, Kieran."

There's a rumble against my skin that thrums through me. Heat curls around my thighs, and my lower lips throb in anticipation. Kieran's hands press up beneath my shirt to grab onto my waist, grabbing hold of me and shifting my weight. He jerks as I reach between us to undo the waistband of the comfy fleece-lined sweatpants I wore this morning. One of his hands moves to his waistband to fumble open his jeans. We both pant and moan anticipating the bare skin growing between us.

For a moment, it looks like our clothes might get between us. Then Kieran jerks at my pants, his face twisted up in primal desire, and ariiipppprings out. They flutter to the ground in two pieces, and I don't even care—I'm wrapping my legs tight around him and rubbing myself against his abdomen. His eyes are the bright yellow of his wolf as they stare into mine. Jerking down his pants, he grabs his cock through his boxers and watches me as I pant and writhe against him, turned on by the fact that he can hold me up in one hand.

"God, Delilah. I've wanted you for so long." His eyes flutter closed as his mouth falls to my neck, and he sucks a tight kiss against my skin. "I can't wait to be inside you."

"Neither can I." I moan at his touch. "So fucking do it already."

A snarl leaves his lips at that. I feel the tension in his body, the curled strength and pulsing desire. His cock rubs up against my lower lips through the thin cotton of my panties and fabric of his boxers. Grabbing onto his waistband, I pull them down over his length and yank it out, enjoying how the tightness of our position rubs him against me. Precum spills from the head already, and as I stare down at his molten length, I have to admit that it isn't the boy from yesterday with his arms wrapped around me.

This is a man. An entirely new and different man from the one I expected, changed in ways I never could have imagined. And while I don't forgive him for the hurt he's done to me—I don't ever think I will—I want him more than anything.

I want to own him and claim him. There's power in the way his arousal hardens at my touch, how he moans helplessly and jerks against me as I stroke his warm length. I'm no longer the heartbroken teenage girl at his mercy. As I dig my fingernails into his shoulders and tear my panties over to the side, exposing my throbbing lower lips and the entrance between them, I know I'll never be that girl anymore.

Especially as my fingernails lengthen and dig into his shoulders until blood flows.

"You're so beautiful." Kieran kisses me, wraps his hands around me, and shifts until the precum-slick head of his cock is right up against my bare skin. "I can't wait to meet your wolf. First, I want to feel your pussy all around me."

I grab onto him for purchase and relax my abdomen, preparing for the moment when his girth will pierce me. All of my senses seems sharpened and alive. I lick my lips and feel as if I can actuallytastehis arousal as well as smell it.

Kieran stares down between us, grabs his length, and lines it up until I groan at the brush of his cock head against me. My eyes fall closed, and I press up against him with my legs.

I've never wanted anything more in my entire life.

Even as a little part of me knows that it will destroy me.

I hear his breath hitch. Feel warmth stir between us. There's a thudding sound, like my heart is beating just as hard outside my chest as it is inside me. I gasp a little in preparation for the moment he'll enter me.

Instead, he's suddenly ripped away. His hands are jerked from beneath me and I slide down onto the ground on my ass. Shock and confusion make me tense up and leap to my feet, half-naked and wild-eyed, looking around me for the threat—oh.

That thudding sound wasn't my heartbeat. It was someonerunningthrough the hallway at full speed and colliding with Kieran in a tangle of limbs. I was too horny and out of it to realize. Everything comes into sharp focus as I desperately try to pull my torn clothes together and cover myself up.

Finn is straddling Kieran, holding him down on the hardwood. He stares down at the other wolf with narrowed eyes, tension rippling through him. There's a deep, angry growl in the air, followed by another—Finn holds Kieran's shoulders down with strained hands.

Beneath him, Kieran bucks and struggles, still exposed and aroused. "Fuck you. What gives you the right to do that? I was just about to—"

"I know what you were just about to do," Finn cuts him off. "You seriously thought we were going to let you do that? When we all know what would'vehappenedto her?"

There are footsteps behind me. Shuddering with embarrassment, I reluctantly look over my shoulder to find—yep, Lance and Roarke are here too. Roarke is staring helplessly at his two friends, fists clenching and unclenching. Lance has his eyes averted as he approaches me and peels off his jacket.

"Here," he says, holding it out to me while somehow staring at the ceiling. "It's cold out."

That's one way to point out that I'm currently half-naked and still very, very aroused. "Thank you."

As I take it from him and pull it around me, thankful that its length and size cover me up from my shoulders to my thighs, a hardslamcatches my attention. Jerking my eyes back to Finn and Kieran, I find the situation has suddenly reversed itself. Kieran is on top of Finn and holding him down, eyes flashing with anger, hands at the other man's neck and chest.

"Stay the fuck away from Delilah," he says, his voice half-growl, his eyes glowing yellow. "And from me. You haveno business—"

"I have all the business, as a member of this pack!"

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