Page 54 of Wulf's Pack
Bree sighs, realizing we have no other option. “All right. I’ll take them home and help them get settled. We’re going to have to hire a private jet or drive because none of them have ID.”
“Rent a van. Driving will take longer, but it will draw less attention. Find a Target or a Walmart and get them a change of clothes and any toiletries they need. We’re going to have to get cots to set up in the gym for now. It’s not ideal, but I’d rather have them together with the pack than in a hotel while Victor is still out there.”
Bree nods. “I’ll call Carl and let him know to be ready for us.”
I turn to Benjamin and Isabella. “We’ll have to drive as well, but I can probably get you copies of your IDs before we leave New Mexico so we can fly home.”
Beside me, Skylar yawns and her eyes droop. She’s dead on her feet. “Let’s call it quits,” I say. “We can hash out the details in the morning.”
No one argues. After the others leave, Skylar and I are left alone. It’s our second night sharing a room, but somehow it feels more intimate tonight. Because we connected on the plane? Because we survived a very intense situation together? Because we accomplished our goal?
Whatever the reason, my heart pounds when I crawl into bed with her. Desire hits me hard. I want this woman. I slip between the covers with her, and my body comes to life. All the fatigue and stress I’ve been feeling is suddenly gone. The only thing I can think about is the sweet, gorgeous, brave woman beside me. I know I should behave. She’s had a difficult past, and if she’s never even been on a date before, I doubt she’s been with a man. At least, willingly. I’m still not sure if she’s been sexually assaulted. I’d hate to trigger any horrible memories.
But when she scoots over and curls up against me, all reason flies from my brain. I pull her lips to mine and get lost with her in a deep kiss. She’s shy at first, but quickly responds. She moans softly and wriggles her body against mine, as if she needs more but doesn’t know what that more is or how to get it. Damned if I don’t want to give it to her.
My body lights on fire. I roll her onto her back and lean over her, slipping my leg between hers and pressing her into the mattress. My thigh connects with her, putting pressure where she needs it, and she gasps into my mouth. I break our kiss to let her catch her breath and move my lips to her neck. I find a sensitive spot behind her ear, and she whimpers. “Wulf.”
I’m burning inside and aching with need, but I know I can’t take this that far. This can’t be about me tonight. “Skylar,” I murmur as I pepper kisses along her neck and jaw. “Would you like me to take care of you?”
Her reply is breathless and unfocused. “What?”
I slide my hand from her shoulder down her side, brushing the side of her breast and trailing lightly over her ribs until I bring it to a stop on her stomach. I slip my fingers beneath the material of her T-shirt, meeting hot skin. She arches her back and gasps again. I swallow the gasp with another deep kiss and brush my hand high across her abdomen, teasing the underside of her breasts. “I can give you what you need, if you’d like me to.”
“I…I…” she stammers, panting heavily. “What…I don’t…Yes. Please.”
That raspypleaseis music to my ears. I can tell she doesn’t know exactly what she’s asking for, which both excites me and relieves me. Victor may have forced her to stay in his bed, but he didn’t take her innocence. She’s giving it to me now. Trusting me with something precious.
I kiss her again and let my hand drift to her most sensitive places. When I touch her for the first time, she lets out a surprised cry, startled by the intensity of the pleasure. “Shh.” I brush my lips to her temple. “Relax, baby. Just feel. I’ve got you.”
I take my time, being as gentle as possible. I build her up slowly, bringing her to the edge until she’s whispering my name over and over. And then she falls over the cliff, crying out in earnest. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I give her a moment to catch her breath and process what just happened. She lies there, with her eyes closed, panting heavily and shivering every so often. When she finally opens her eyes, I get lost in their deep blue depths. I prop myself up on my elbow and take her hand, entwining our fingers and resting them on her stomach. “Feel better?” I ask.
She blushes deeply and nods shyly. “That was…I’ve never…”
“I know.” I smile down at her and brush the sweaty hair off her forehead. “I’m very relieved to know you never lost that part of you.”
She shakes her head. “Victor forced me to sleep in his arms every night. He kissed me and bit me every so often, trying to create a mate bond, but he never raped me. He thought himself above forcing a woman. He would make me watch porn with him and touch himself in front of me in hopes it might excite me, but he never made me feel anything except disgust.”
I stamp down my rage fast, not wanting Skylar to feel worried or self-conscious in any way. “Are you okay?” I ask. “With what just happened?”
Slowly, she smiles. “I’m glad it was you.”
Relief floods me, and I grin. “I am too.”
I give her one last kiss, then lie down and tuck her against me. She snuggles close, and I learn that I am, in fact, a cuddler. I’ve never been so inclined before, but she feels amazing in my arms, right where she’s supposed to be, safe and happy.
“Goodnight, Skylar.”
“Goodnight, Wulf.”
I fall asleep almost instantly and sleep deeper than I ever have in my life.
Chapter
Seventeen
It’s only a six-hour drive to Santa Fe, but the time goes by slowly. I’m anxious after having split up from the other new members of our pack, and I feel guilty leaving them. I’m also nervous to meet with the Santa Fe pack. I hope they have answers for us, and I really, really hope my wolf behaves.
