(A/N: Just so everyone knows, this is a very...sensual scene; I blushed when writing it! Just a warning...And thanks everyone for voting, commenting, and being a fan, you guys rock!)
Chapter Ten
God, it was bright in here, wherever here was. I felt as if my eyes were burning, the lids heavy and painful to lift. Slowly, I turned my head to the side, looking into the bright light to see, of course, him. Was it impossible to just run away and not get caught? Apparently.
“Sofia, how do you feel?” he asked softly, leaning close to my ear, his ink black hair tickling my nose. I couldn’t help it; I sneezed, weakly putting a hand up to my nose as I glared at him.
“Do I look good?” I asked hotly, my anger boiling. He smiled, his green eyes lighting up as he moved himself from the chair by the bed to my side. Sighing, he slid closer, breathing in my scent. He leaned close, moving his hands in the air above my stomach, moving through it as if it were water. I scooted further back in the bed, putting my back against the wall. Nowhere to run; not that I could in this condition. What was this condition? I glared some more, my eyes searching the room for an escape route, but there was none.
“That’s right, Sophie. Nowhere to hide from me,” he growled, and then his lips were crashing down on mine, and I lost control.
Moaning, my hands roamed freely on his muscular chest, then wrapped around to his strong back as he let out a low moan and pulled me underneath him as he rolled to the middle of the bed. My legs involuntarily wrapped around his lean waist, and I felt that muscular body move against me, his hips grinding. My hands moved; my touch feather light as I moved them up his powerful arms to his chiseled jawline. His mouth left mine, trailing wet kisses down my neck as I writhed beneath him. I moaned, pulling his head back up to mine as I ground my hips into his and attacked his lips once again, biting at his bottom lip as I let out my own growl. He let out a groan and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head as I thrashed from side to side, desperate to have more contact with his body.
“Oh god,” I moaned as his teeth grazed my neck again, moving lower to pull at my nipple. Lower and lower he moved until I was moaning and my legs grew taught with frustration. With a burst of strength, I wrenched my wrists from his grip and dragged him up my body. It wasn’t supposed to go this far, but I couldn’t seem to stop. I gasped as he moved above me, groaning and feeling as if my body were falling apart. He moaned my name, and I felt my body explode. I was dying, as I had been that night in the forest, and at the moment, I didn’t really care.
Slowly, my eyes opened, and I turned my head to the left, watching the rise and fall of Kristopher’s chest as he slept. His eyes flitted underneath the lids, and he pulled me atop his chest, laying a chaste kiss on my forehead as he slowly opened his eyes to look at me.
“Was it so terrible, Sophie?” he asked me gently, holding me loosely. I sighed and shook my head; not wanting to speak for fear that my voice wouldn’t come out as strong as I would hope. Inside, I was in turmoil. Yes, he had mated me, but not for my lack of trying to run. And yes, I wanted him, and had allowed him to take me in all ways, but it was part of the mating process to begin with. I couldn’t deny him even if I tried. He was the dominate male, no matter how much of an alpha female I was. I wiggled, moving away from him and once again putting my back against the wall, folding my legs beneath me as I stared out to the center of the room. This day had not started how I really wanted it to, and I didn’t know where to start with digesting everything.
“No, not really. It wasn’t what I was expecting, but I really didn’t know what to expect…but we’ve got bigger problems than our own desires. How long was I out?”
“Only two days, but long enough for Nickolas to understand that we don’t mean to stand down and that we’re not going to let him just walk in and take our territory. He now knows that we’re planning on fighting, but we don’t really know what we’re going up against. Peter has given us the little information he’s been able to gather, but it’s not much to go on…that’s where you come in, if you’re willing?” He made it a question, and my head snapped up at this. Could I do this? Betray an old pack for a new one? I felt my face harden as I growled, “Yes, yes I am.”
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Freefall-Book One
RomanceSofia Harris has spent the last two years running from a pack she doesn't want to be a part of. For her, freedom is everything. Kristopher Zimmerman has spent his life guarding the pack he loves; a fair and kind leader, he does have a temper, and...
