Feral Lust (Feral Souls Series - I) (18+) [Currently Editing]

seven.

As the doorknob turned, Celeste held her breath in anticipation. This would probably be her last chance because Dante wouldn't be fooled by her again. She couldn't afford for anything to go wrong.

Dante was surprised, to say the least, on seeing how amazing Celeste looked. His eyes raked down her delectable body, his breath hitching on every curve of hers. He might have fucked her every night since she had been here, but seeing her standing in front of him, willingly wanting to give him what he desired got him more than excited. He was hard, and he wanted to take the girl in front of her, right then and there.

Scott, Aaron and the blonde guy; whose name she still hadn't learned, entered the room, bringing Dante out of the lusty fog that had surrounded his mind.

Celeste planned to get Dante alone; she had thought to ask Dante to be her only companion for the night as she couldn't take down four werewolves at once. So she was shocked when Dante, on his own, ordered three of his most trusted men to leave.

"She's mine tonight. You should find someone else to play with." Dante commanded, using his alpha voice.

As soon as the men were out, Dante didn't waste a single moment and was in front of Celeste with his eyes wild.

Play your cards right, and this might be the best night of your life, Celeste thought to herself before throwing her arms around Dante and pulling him closer.

Leaning in, she breathed sinister things into Dante's ear. She could feel him going harder by the moment but she still had to wait to strike, even though the wait was killing her.

Taking Dante's earlobe between her teeth, she lowered her hands down to unbutton his jeans. His breathing got heavier by the time Celeste took his penis in her hand.

As Celeste got down to her knees to take him in her mouth, Dante moaned, "Yes bitch, that's right. Take me completely." At that instant, she wanted to bite his dick off but she couldn't do that yet even though the idea was more than tempting.

Minutes later, Dante had her pinned down on the bed, sucking on her breasts. She fake-moaned and arched her back as if she was enjoying what Dante was doing to her but on the inside, she wanted to rip this arse's throat off.

It was driving Dante nuts that how into him Celeste was, and never once would he have thought of what was about to happen to him. As soon as he was close to his orgasm, Celeste rolled him over, taking charge.

It's now or never, she thought.

Leaning down, Celeste left a trail of nips and kisses down Dante's throat and when she knew that he was on his high, she bared her fangs. Simultaneously, she picked up the lamp sitting on the bedside table and struck Dante's head, hard enough to leave the wolf unconscious. Dante merely had a moment to draw a breath before his eyes closed.

When she was sure that her captor was out cold, she slid off the bed and cringed as she saw the bloody mess in front of her. Some of the blood had sprayed on her face as well.

As soon as she could, she washed the metallic scent off of her and ran towards the window which gave her a full view of the forest outside. She peaked out of the window and could see the guards pacing.

How she was going to outsmart them was something Celeste hadn't thought about. But there was no going back now. If she gave up, Dante would torture her to no end and even if she managed to get away from Dante, she knew Ben would kill her and her family for what she just did.

Breathing deep, she wrenched the window open and once she was out, she stealthily climbed down the vines.

The cold breeze was making it difficult for her to climb down carefully. At times, she felt her balance wavering along with her confidence but one thought about her parents, and she didn't need any more assurance.