Series: Star Moon Pack Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 118781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 594(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 594(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
“You know what you remind me of right now?” Forrest asks with a smirk as we enter the dining room.
“Somebody who doesn’t want to be fucked around with?”
“I was going to say a pup waiting for his first crush to get to school so he can see her again.”
“Fuck off.”
“No, it’s endearing. It’s very sweet.” He can barely talk over his strangled laughter.
“Don’t make me kill you at the dinner table.”
“There will be no bloodshed here,” Mom chirps as she enters the room. We don’t exactly dress for dinner, but it’s been an unspoken custom since I was a kid to put on something nicer than jeans at the table. She’s wearing a tasteful dress—but then she’s always tasteful—and I can imagine she loaned a dress to Lili, too. I can’t wait to see her in it.
I can’t wait to see her out of it.
I smell her in the air, and my heart beats faster with every passing second. Here she comes. I can’t believe what she does to me, how my life seems to hinge upon her presence. I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to wait to set eyes on her.
She doesn’t keep me waiting long. After offering a faint, shy smile to Mom and Forrest, her wide-eyed gaze lands on me. She doesn’t say a word, but her smile widens as she takes her seat beside me.
I’m thankful for Dad’s entrance, along with Thorne and a few of the other council members he’s been stuck in meetings with all day. There’s nothing unusual about having company—we rarely eat without at least one or two guests, whether they be council or other members of the pack. One thing my mother has always enjoyed is entertaining and filling the house with guests.
The overlapping voices are welcome since they give me an opportunity to lean in slightly. “It’s good to see you. You’re looking a lot better.” That’s an understatement. In a simple white dress, she looks like an angel. An angel I want to sin with.
“Thank you. I feel a lot better, too.”
“I can only imagine.” Even now, half-consumed by my need for her, I find myself searching her for any sign of trouble. “You’re sure you’re feeling all right?”
“I’m positive—but thank you for your concern.” Her lips twitch like she’s trying to hold back a grin.
“Is that what you think this is? Concern?”
Her cheeks flush, and I’d swear there’s something about the way her eyes glow that’s like a magnet, drawing me in. “What else would it be?”
And fuck me, her hand is on my leg, beneath the table and out of sight of the others. “I’m concerned, all right, but not the way you think.”
As her hand slides up my leg, my dick jumps in anticipation. “I’m going to fuck you, little wolf,” I whisper, watching her cheeks darken further, and her eyes glow brighter. “And when I do, I’m going to make you say the words.”
Her lips curve in a smirk. “Big talk.” Her voice is heavy with playful sarcasm. “Time to prove it.”
I intend to.
31
LILI
He slams the door behind him, taking me by the arm and holding me still, then hauling me close to him and burying his hands in my hair. “Oh, little wolf,” he growls, his eyes glowing, and I can almost see the wolf inside him. The wolf who I’m starting to think unlocked my wolf—a crazy thought, one with nothing to back it up but my suspicions, but it feels right. It feels true. I’m starting to think it was him all along.
Our mouths are temptingly close, and he plays with me, pretending he’s going to kiss me and pulling back a heartbeat before we make contact. Instead of frustrating me, it’s tantalizing enough to make me laugh softly.
In an instant, his hands go from massaging my scalp to pulling my hair, and I suck in a pained breath as he tips my head back, growling as he leans close, so close there’s barely air between us. “Big talk, huh?” he asks, and the vibrations from his deep growl roll through me, sending a shiver up my spine and making my flesh pebble with goosebumps. “So that’s all you think I am? Nothing but talk?”
“I don’t know,” I reply, narrowing my eyes, challenging him because I know that in the end, I’ll be glad I did. “Why don’t you show me what you’ve got?”
“Oh, little wolf.” He chuckles, his voice deep, promising dark delights. “You have no idea what you’ve asked for.”
I have no choice but to fall to my knees when he forces me down, placing me at eye level with his crotch. He’s hard already, straining against his zipper, and in a flash, he has it lowered before pulling himself free.
He bobs in front of me for a moment before taking me by the back of the head with one hand and feeding his dick to me with the other, running it along my mouth and between my lips. I look up at him, our eyes locking, and my insides turn to molten liquid.