Red & Silver

Chapter 4: In the Arms of the Wilderness

I resisted the urge to kiss him. However, I couldn't deny the insatiable attraction I felt towards him, his intense yellow eyes and sexy lips drawing me in like a magnet.

"Hey," I said after clearing my throat, doing my best to sound unaffected by his presence. "What's your name?"

He eyed me warily, clearly taken aback by my sudden question. "Why do you want to know?" he asked, suspicion lacing his voice.

"Because I want to address you properly, that's why," I snapped. "Now tell me your name."

"Silver," he finally replied, his gaze never leaving mine.

"Ha! That's fitting," I chuckled, shaking my head as I took off my hood and brushed a strand of my red auburn hair away from my face. "Well, my name's Red."

"Red and Silver, huh? Sounds like a pair of superheroes," he joked, a small smile gracing his lips.

"Listen, Silver..." My voice trailed off as I hesitated, unsure of how to broach the subject. The tension between us was palpable as I gathered my courage. "I... I'm sorry for trying to kill you... Twice."

"Apology accepted," he said softly, his eyes softening as he looked at me.

"Thank you," I whispered, feeling a weight lift ever so slightly from my shoulders.

I looked into his eyes and I found myself questioning everything I'd been taught about werewolves - and wondering if there was more to Silver than met the eye.

The first raindrop splattered against my cheek, cold and unexpected. I looked up at the darkening sky, cursing our luck as the downpour began without warning. Within moments, we were both drenched, the water soaking through my clothes like they were made of tissue paper.

"Damn it," I muttered, shivering as the cold water trickled down my back. My jacket and shirt clung to my body, my nipples instantly hardening from the chill. I glanced at Silver, noticing how his eyes couldn't help but linger on my chest. A flash of heat coursed through me at the realization.

"Come on," Silver said roughly, grabbing my hand and leading me towards a large tree with thick branches that offered some protection from the relentless rain.

Before I could protest, my injured leg gave out and I stumbled into him. His arms wrapped around my waist, catching me before I fell. I found myself pinned between his strong frame and the rough bark of the tree, our faces inches apart. The intensity of his gaze made my breath hitch, and I could feel the heat pooling between my legs despite the chill of the rain.

"Sorry," he murmured, the warmth of his breath ghosting across my lips. He started to pull away, but instinctively, I tightened my grip on his arms as I whispered, "Don't let go."

I could see the surprise in his yellow eyes, quickly replaced by a smoldering desire. The air between us crackled with electricity, our bodies yearning for a connection that defied logic and reason.

Silver seemed to understand that there was no turning back now. He pressed his body against mine, and I couldn't help but notice his growing erection. My heart raced as excitement coursed through me, a hunger for him taking over. The rain continued to pour down upon us, drenching our bodies and heightening the intensity of my yearning.

He leaned in, his lips finally capturing mine in a searing, passionate kiss. It felt like pure magic, our tongues dancing together as we lost ourselves in each other's embrace. I'd never experienced anything so exhilarating before, the connection between us was undeniable and powerful.

As our kiss deepened, Silver's hands began to explore my body. He reached up and grabbed my breasts, his fingers teasing my hardened nipples through the wet fabric of my shirt. I moaned loudly into his mouth, the sensation sending waves of pleasure throughout my entire body.