Page 40 of Wild Wolves

There might’ve been a time in my life where I thought I was crazy for fucking a man like Kellan and not even because he transforms into a wolf. But the reserved, lovesick girl I used to be died a long time ago. I’ve had one-night stands and have done things with strangers to survive. Something about this is different. Kellan is—

Flaring his nostrils, Kellan growls lowly at the same time he hooks his arms around me and rolls, forcing me onto my back. He crashes his lips to mine with a deep thrust, nipping me while stretching my leg over my head in a position that makes my body ache in a good way.

“Those memories will be fleeting and unimportant. That life will have felt like a dream. I will ensure that you only think of me when we’re together. I promise you that.” Kellan’s words rush through my mind as he silences my unbidden memories.

I gasp in pleasure, his body sinking into mine over and over, fast and hard, feral and completely wild. I scratch him with my nails and break from his kiss to graze my teeth along his shoulder. My moans echo through the cave alongside Kellan’s grunts and growls. He sounds monstrous in a sexy way, each guttural moan of my name sending my heart racing. Grabbing my other leg, he curls my body, guiding my feet to touch the cool rock floor above my head. He tightens his jaw and looks between us, watching himself as he enters me. He strokes my exposed clit with his thumb, increasing my pleasure. I’ve never been with a man back home whose mission felt like my pleasure was his sole purpose. It sends a rush of energy through me as my body spasms and I come. I scream out and scratch Kellan harder, only to have him snatch my wrists to pin them over my head. I feel so vulnerable yet safe and sexy beneath him. I don’t even care if he stole control from me.

All I care about is how he makes me feel in this moment. How I can forget that a treacherous world exists outside this cave. Here, I’m safe. I’m protected.

“Because you’re important to me,” he murmurs, slowing down with a soft moan. “You’re my soulmate. You’ll see.”

I close my eyes, wishing he’d have kept that to himself. It’s like with the others. I don’t want those types of strings or attachments. Not here. Not on this island. I especially don’t want Kellan to start treating me like his beloved.

“There are many things I’ve been forced to keep from you, but that truth I cannot, Eliana. My heart won’t allow it.” Kellan strokes his fingers over my jaw. “You can try to reject our innate bond all you want, but only your soul can do that. Not words. Not your hesitation. Especially not your human rationale.”

His blue eyes capture mine, and he silently dares me to argue. Except I don’t have the will to do so. He sounds so certain that it feels pointless even to try. If he wants to set himself up like this, there isn’t much I can do apart from keeping my guard in place and making myself clear.

“I’m not rejecting you, but I’m not accepting whatever bond you think we share. I’m not just going to start ignoring the guys either. I like them.”

Kellan surprises me with a smirk. “What if they don’t accept your free spirit, my love? I know desire and companionship know no bounds but look at the jealousy already arising. And when they find out about—”

I press my hand over his mouth, shutting him up. “For one, I think the whole island heard us. And two, I already told them I wasn’t interested in anything besides some fun.”

“You don’t think that will change?” Kellan holds his weight above me and only moves off when I push my palm against his chest.

“Maybe when I get off this damn island.” I sit up and grab my clothes, hurrying to put them on. “But first, you promised to heal the others after me.”

Kellan’s inquisition prods at my being. I don’t even want to think about this shit. Not now.

“Are you sure you want to find them so soon?” He sits up, following me to my feet, not allowing a foot of space between us. “They’ll be okay a while longer. You, on the other hand...your mind is racing. Please, I didn’t mean to set you off. I can sense your desire to flee. Let me help.”

I shake my head, stumbling away, trying to get enough distance between us to make a run for it. I don’t know what’s up with me. I was fine only moments ago, but now I can’t seem to get away fast enough.

Kellan jerks his attention from me and toward the ceiling of the cavernous cave.

Then I hear it.

Howls.

A man hollers.

Spinning on my feet, I bolt away from Kellan. I pray that the scream wasn’t from the others. My heart races, and I jump into the pool, splashing my way across.

“Eliana, slow down,” Kellan calls. “Please.”

I ignore him, rushing toward the opening of the cave. I don’t see the figure emerging from the shadow until it’s too late.

The world spins, and my back hits the wall of the cave. A warm hand covers my mouth, and it takes a moment for my mind to catch up and realize Tristan’s not a threat.

“Shh. They’re close by,” he whispers, his breath tickling my ear.

“The wolves?” I can’t stop the question from sounding through the air.

He shakes his head. “More humans. We think they’re getting dropped off like us. Chase went to look.”

My heart flutters at the thought. “Alone?”

“No, with Evander. You were...a bit noisy. They left when Davian caught sight of the boat entering the waves. If the fuckers leave it like they had with us—”

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