Page 33 of Betrayed Wolf Mate

It was the question I had been dying to ask since I saw him again but hadn’t yet dared to voice. I had been tempted to so many times, but I was afraid of what he would say. But it was out in the open now. There was no way for me to take it back.

His brown eyes were wide and sad, and he took a deep breath. “Farrow.”

I frowned. “Farrow?”

Sam nodded. His jaw was tight, but he kept his eyes on me. “The night before we were going to leave, he came to the camp. He said to leave town and leave you alone. He said if I stayed with you, or if you ran off with me, he would take it out on your entire family. I couldn’t protect them, not everyone at least. Even though I wanted to. And I realized the only way to make sure you were safe was to leave you.”

I stared, mouth open as my stomach twisted itself into knots. I suddenly remembered what Farrow had said to Sam.

Just remember our last conversation.

Farrow had warned Sam away from me. He had threatened my entire family. Even back then, he was controlling my life, despite that he’d always hated me.

“I should have told him to fuck off and killed him then and there,” Sam continued, rage tightening his voice. “I should have gone straight to your family and told them what happened.But I was trying to protect you, and I knew your family wouldn’t believe me. So I did the only thing I thought I could do: I left. And it’s haunted me my entire life.” He looked at me, his face full of remorse. “I am so, so sorry, Stella. I know nothing I can say or do can fix it. And if I’d known what Farrow would do to you, how he would treat you and then how he would try to sell you off to a demon, I never would have left the way I did.”

My body was trembling, and my legs felt weak. It was like someone had stuffed cotton into my brain. Farrow had bullied Sam into leaving. Sam had never wanted to do it. He’d only done it to save my family.

I’d spent years being angry at Sam, resenting him and blaming him for leaving me. But it hadn’t been his fault. I was at a loss for words as I tried to process what was happening. None of it seemed real.

“Stella?” Sam asked a little nervously.

“It’s okay,” I finally managed to say. I reached up and cupped his face, needing to touch him. “You did what you thought was best.”

“I will never let you down like that again,” he promised. “I didn’t fight for you then, but I’m sure as hell going to fight for you now.”

Then, as if he couldn’t contain it anymore, he kissed me. His fingers tangled in my hair, gripping tight as if afraid to let go.

The suddenness and fierceness of the gesture was enough to make me melt. I pulled him closer to me, our bodies pressing against one another. I needed to touch every inch of him, to assure myself he was real. And as my hands began to roam his body, I felt that familiar urge begin to build inside me, an urge and need that only Sam had ever been able to spark in me.

His fingers traced the contours of my body, sending teasing sparks shuddering through me and making me tremble in his arms. I hadn’t realized I could need someone the way I needed him right then. My wolf howled and snarled with the same insatiable lust, her primal urge feeding my own, making it intense to the point of being nearly unbearable.

My entire body heated to nearly unbearable levels in those first few seconds, and I couldn’t wait for what was going to come.

Sam’s hand slipped up my shirt, sending shivers through me as it trailed confidently up my stomach and to my breast. He squeezed, and I bucked at the sensation. His mouth moved from my lips and down my neck, giving gentle caresses as he held me.

“I’m never letting you go again,” he murmured between kisses.

My breathing grew shallower with every brush of his lips. The fire between my legs was beginning to smolder. The adrenaline of earlier today, combined with the lust racing through me, was sending me into a frenzy. I grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling at it, trying to get it off. I needed my body against his.

A ripping sound echoed through the air. I opened my eyes to see I’d torn his shirt.

“I never liked that shirt, anyway,” he said, pulling it off the rest of the way, giving me a full view of his muscles.

“Well,” I said, a little breathless as I drank in every inch of him, “I think it’s only fair if you get to do the same.”

He raised his eyebrows playfully, but when I didn’t back down, he grabbed the fabric of my shirt and yanked, tearing open the front and exposing my bra. He growled in approval asI shrugged out of the shirt and took off my bra. My nipples were hard with arousal.

The instant the bra fell to the floor, Sam pushed me against the wall of the safehouse, pinning me there as his hands explored every inch of my torso. His lips started on my mouth, then slowly descended to my chin, my neck, my collarbone, sending chills of need running through me.

His mouth went to my nipple, sucking as his tongue flicked against the sensitive skin. I moaned softly at the touch, relishing the sensation. Then, my eyes flew open as his free hand went to my jeans, unfastening them with surprising ease. I was already wet, and I knew he could tell the instant he slipped my pants down. With his mouth still on my breast, I gasped in delight as his fingers plunged inside me, gliding in and out with expert precision. Every thrust sent new spasms through me, mounting in intensity.

“Don’t stop,” I gasped out, feeling myself nearing the breaking point.

Sam didn’t, keeping that rapid but even pace that was driving me over the edge. My breaths grew more ragged with every pump, my fingers curling into fists as I gripped his shoulders.

Then he bit down gently on my nipple, and I shattered, crying out as the orgasm washed over me, my hips bucking as it did. He kept thrusting his fingers inside me, letting them prolong the ecstasy as I trembled at his touch.

Finally, when the pleasure had ebbed, my body sagged backward. Sam slid his hand from between my legs. His fingers were wet with my juices, and he licked them clean as he stared at my body hungrily, his cock fully erect beneath his pants.

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