Piper Lancaster
"I-I should go." He whispers, but he steps closer to me, our chests now touching. The fire in my veins becomes hotter as I feel his hard chest against my soft one and based on his look he feels it too. I don't speak but I nod not really paying attention to what he is saying. He doesn't move forward anymore but I am afraid that he is actually going to leave without kissing me. And I need him to kiss me. Screw it. I pull down his face and bring his lips to mine. He doesn't move, and neither do I. But his lips are so soft and warm. I finally move mine across his, trying to map his lips out. He slowly does the same. I gasp at his movement and he presses slightly harder against my lips. I wrap my hand that was on his face into his hair and he lets out a soft puff of air against my face, letting me know he likes it. My eyebrows arch in surprise and I pull him closer to me.
His stagnant arms wrap around my waist, bringing me closer to his. I put my other hand on his chest and kiss him harder than before. I want to get closer to him. He darts his tongue on my bottom lip and I whimper at the feeling. I open my mouth wider so he can taste me more. He grumbles in satisfaction and brings his tongue to mine. I feel his hot breath from his nose onto my cheek and it makes the whole experience more hot. I pull his lips faster against my mine and he matches my rhythm almost perfectly. He takes a few steps forward, my legs following backwards clumsily. I feel my back press against something hard and it took me a minute to realizes that I was against a tree. My brain is so fuzzy and everything feels right. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him with everything I have.
"Rhina, Piper." His voice raspy and deep. His lips move gently across my lips as his speaks before diving back into the heat. I feel one of his arms move down my hip to my bare legs. His hands have calluses that feel coarse against my soft legs. He cups the back of my knee before bringing it up to his hip. It changes the feel of things almost immediately and I couldn't feel anything else as he rocks his hips into mine. I don't want to stop. This is all I need. All I want. His tongue dances with mine. I bite down softly on his bottom lip when I notice his hips slowing down. He moans and it is the sweetest thing I have ever heard. He forces his hips against mine again. I return to kissing him, my breath no longer necessary.
He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, no more space among us. We both let out a soft moan against the other's lips as he puts me against the tree.
"You feel so good." He says as he kisses me again.
"Please don't leave me again, I won't be able to take it. " He whispers against my lips. I agree by pulling his hair to take me deeper. He sighs in agreement and I feel his hands on my ass squeezing me tighter. We both have such a desire to not let the other one go. I feel one of his hands travel up my waist to my chest. I feel his thumb trace right in the bottom part of my breast. I whine against his lips wanting to feel more.
"Make that sound again, witch. Please." He says against my lips as he caresses my breast more. I can't control myself and obey him. He kisses me harder and harder and harder. I don't want to stop. Ever. Every thought about mom, about the pack, about Thane disappears in my mind as Owen holds me as if I am the most precious thing in the world, and he was ready to corrupt it. And I want him to. It feels like magic. All of it. Owen feels like my magic.
But the moment stops as we hear a howl throughout the woods. Owen rips his lips from mine and gently puts me down. I am still wrapped in his arms.
"Is it one of yours?" I whisper, remembering the look of the red eyes. I want nothing more than to rip them out, but I am not ready. It took the whole Mona pack to bring down a few wolves and I nearly died against my father. We wouldn't last long. I hope he says yes, but his lips thin out with anger.
"No, it's not." He says, grabbing my hand. More howls follow and Owen curses.
"PIPER!" I hear a voice call out. I try to catch the sound and see Thomas running towards us.
"We got to go! Thane's guard dogs are here!"
YOU ARE READING
The Cry of Midnight
WerewolfPiper and her mom have been on the run from her abusive father for years. No matter whey they hide, he always seems to find them. When her mom takes Piper to the town she grew up, Piper meets family members, new classmates, and a mysterious boy who...