I donât get a chance to give any verbal response or encouragement. I donât even get a chance to look up or think before he suddenly sweeps into me, his fingers yanking my chin up as his lips crash into mine.
Iâm shocked, frozen for a second by the instant lip-to-lip assault, but as soon as his warm mouth molds to mine, I lose all control.
I kiss him back, hormones letting loose, and that craving hunger finds what it wanted after all, with a fever incomparable to anything, and I get lost in the sweetest-tasting pastime ever invented.
Now I know what an urge taking over feels like, and my inner wolf pushes beyond any control I have.
His lips open mine, tongues meet for the first time, and I experience my first-ever French kiss with a much-practiced mouth.
I groan, succumbing to his expertise as he yanks me into him and crashes our bodies together intimately.
Our teeth clash with sheer ferocity in the devouring way we go at each other, and his hand rakes my body, grinding me to him like he canât get enough as I ultimately succumb.
Lust fuels the animals in us, and he picks me up under the thighs, his grip bruising my tender skin.
Then he wedges his body between my legs, pulling them around his waist, and walks me back so he can jam me up against the wall to push himself against me fully.
He kisses me harder with a passion that sets us on fire.
I grasp and claw at his shoulders and neck in utter abandonment, scratching, biting, kissing, and finding my rhythm and confidence in what heâs doing to my mouth.
His tongue caresses mine, and mentally I blurt insanely,~ âI want you inside me. Iâm going to self-combust if you donât.â~
Iâm not even sure if I mind-linked or where this thought even came from, given Iâm a virgin and never had a sexual urge in my life, but it only seems to make him kiss me all the more passionately.
We lose all sense as this bond engulfs us, and he grinds into me until my urges reach a fever pitch of heightened horniness, and I pant with the effort as my body vibrates and craves his desperately.
I wrap my arms around his neck tightly, almost choking him with the way I latch on, devouring him with equal enthusiasm, and, finding my motion, I rub my pelvis up against what is evidently an erection.
Yes, thereâs a substantial bulge in his pants as we meet in every way. It doesnât even shame or shock me; instead, it fuels my need to strip him naked and get on top of him to complete this union.
He feels like the best thing in the world, smells, tastes, touches in a way that drives me insane with need, and I now realize this bond is more powerful than even I gave it credit for.
I want him so badly I might lose my mind if we donât do this.
Grinding into each other, my crotch fitted to his and breathing labored, I experience the real first moments of a building climax, even though we havenât done anything properly.
Just the motion of his rough jeans between my thighs, over my panties, his kiss, his hands on me, and the feel of him has me unraveling insanely.
I never knew much about sex before today, and now, I cannot contain the need to have it with him and might even get my first orgasm without losing my virginity.
Colton catches my hand roughly and pulls it above my head, pinning me back against the wall hard, crazily sexy, exposing my neck to him while my arm pulls my long hair back out of his way.
I turn my face, knowing what he wants almost instinctively, heart hammering through my labored breathing and tightening my grip around him to keep him close.
Sliding away from my mouth to my neck, he licks from the base of my throat and up to my jawline, igniting a wave of tingles and goosebumps that make me clench my thighs around him.
He groans at the pressure, which shoves his hard-on against me firmly. My core is pulsing with need as he focuses on something else entirely.
~âMark me⦠take me. Iâm yours. Finalize the union.â~
The wanton voice of a girl that I donât recognize is begging for release, and he responds with a low growl that stirs everything deep inside me.
~âI want nothing more. God, I need you so badly.â~
The primal urge is no match for common sense, and as his teeth elongate and graze the soft skin of my neck, holding me taut against the wall, fully submissive, I moan in pleasure and squeeze my eyes closed at his touch.
He angles me in readiness to leave his mate mark on my neck, and I hold my breath as I wait for the one thing that will calm the insanity in this need between us.
A transference of blood and sex will unite us for life. Bearing marks that tie us together will show everyone weâre bonded.
I tense and exhale as his hot breath and soft mouth nestle on the naked skin near my jugular, and a sharp graze presses against the pulsing spot of my throat.
I feel a tiny inkling of piercing points prickling into the first thin layers. Iâm fully ready for the stinging pain I know will probably come, but so close to self-combustion that I think it might make me climax.
I dig the nails of my one free hand into his shoulder, clamping onto him brutally in sheer ecstasy, and swell with the transference of the pleasure he feels as it consumes me too.
Seems he likes a bit of pain.
An almighty high-pitched screech assaults my senses and shatters glass in the room around us in dramatic mini-explosions.
It combusts inside my head so painfully that I snap my eyes open and scramble to claw my palms over my ears, yanking them from him.
Coltonâs body tenses, and he releases me clumsily in reaction, dropping me to my feet in alarm.
We scramble to shield our ears in unison, brains shuddering with the excruciating squealing whine on our elevated senses.
Colton bristles into half-turning, teeth, claws, and face changing as his protective instincts make him ready to fight to protect me.
As he turns on the source and tries to stay upright, I crumble behind him to the floor in a useless heap, clutching at my head to drown out the noise before my brain pops.
âHow could you?â Carmen wails, so insanely tonal itâs like a dog whistle, and things on the shelves in the room vibrate as she keeps that infernal noise going.
It dawns on me that this is one of her gifts. She can shatter with high-pitch frequency, and I clutch my ears in alarm as she howls louder.
Colton somehow seems to be more able to battle it and attempts to tackle her into the hall to stop the ear-piercing noise. Itâs insanely painful.
âYou said you loved me!â she screams at him, pushing back to get at me, losing her sanity and going for the kill.
He changes from pushing her out to dragging her away from me and wrestling a mid-transforming she-wolf.
Her eyes glow the brightest orange, and she loses all self-control as her nails elongate to full-on wolf claws and her teeth peek.
âI did⦠I mean, I do. I donât know what Iâm saying. Calm down, Carmen.â
He picks her up from behind, covering her mouth with one hand harshly, pressing until she relents on a gasp of air, and turns her around before pinning her to the wall to restrain her and get control.
The tone that dominates, the one none of us can fight, comes out of him ruthlessly and reminds me why all should be afraid of the Santo alphas.
âStop it now! And stop screaming!â he growls at her devilishly.
Even though Iâm not saying a word, I instantly slam my mouth shut, too, in instant feeble submission because he alpha-toned us, and thereâs not much you can do about it.
She quiets instantly, falling into utter silence, relief immediate, but my ears are ringing in the aftermath, and I am so dazed I canât immediately get up.
As I finally scramble to my knees to try, the door bursts open, and Juan storms forward, half-man, half-beast, semi-transformed in a ripped shirt and jacket.
Heâs ready to take on the intruder but stops dead in his tracks. The elders and shaman are hot on his tail in a similar state of urgency, and they all gawk at the scene before them.
âWhatâs going on? What happened?â he commands snappily, enraged.
I sink into the corner once more, huddling into a ball and wishing myself a million miles away from all of this. This canât get any worse.
âYour son was in the middle of marking that⦠that reject! MY mate has betrayed me!â she wails again in desolation.
I feel every single glare turn from her to me and then Colton as silence deafens us all.