Never Turning Back

NTB Ch. 2

Scarlet's P.O.V

Immediatley i knew who this stranger behind me was. He was my mate he was MY other half... god he smelled heavenly. To scared to turn around i decided i'd let my body take over and ground my ass into his hard little friend. I picked my hands up wrapping them around his neck as he expertly held onto my hips moving in synch with me to the beat of the music. I never wanted this moment to end... i felt the jolt inside of me as soon as he touched me, i yearned for his touch and i haven't even seen him yet... He could be ugly as hell for all i knew and here i was lusting after him like a lovesick teenage girl lusting after taylor lautner.

The song ended, i could feel him breathing down my neck. He hadn't removed his hands from my waist and i could still feel his hardness poking at my backside. My wolf immediatley went into overdrive attempting to force herself out so she can give herself to the stranger behind me. I pushed her back down knowing the consequences of that. I didnt want to be tied down to a mate just yet... besides no one could ever love me. I'm not worth all that trouble, there is nothing to love about someone like me.

Taking the risk i turned around to face this mesmerizing stranger. My breath hitched in my throat and i felt my heart skip a beat at the sight of him. He had black hair, shaggy looking like he just got done having sex, his black v-neck shit clung perfectly to his well toned, very revealing muscles... His ripped at the knee jeans hung dangerously low around his waist, along with his combat boots that were untied. My eyes found their way to his face, his chiseled jaw bone and those perfectly sculpted plump lips begging me to make them mine... And his eyes oh his eyes. Those grey? Yes grey eyes with a purplish tint seemed to consume me and my well being. He was in other words ... PERFECT.

All my morals, my well being everything flew out the window as those grey orbs consumed my every thought. My eyes raked over him again only to notice his tribal tattoo on his bicep, oh how i wanted to run my fingers along that tattoo outlining it, running my tounge over it. Wondering what was under that shirt, maybe that tattoo went all the way to his pecks... i could just imagine me gliding my tounge around his bicep to his pecks down his chiseled chest to his stomach over the perfect V-outlining I see through his tight shirt. Realizing i was still standing in a club, checking out this stranger... well uh my mate... i snapped myself back to reality.

"Thanks for that....amazing dance." He spoke for the first time. Oh god, his voice was smooth, sleek, huskily deep and filled with lust. My breath was hitched in my throat once more. Oh how i wanted to hear him say my name in that husky deep voice of his. That would most deffinatley send my nerves and the last ounce of dignity i have over the edge. I could feel the moistness between my legs... feeling myself getting hotter. I could tell he smelt my arousal by the way his eyes turned a dark shade of purple almost black immedatley as i inahled a sharp intake of air. Those dark orbs looking back at me with such lust, i was expecting him to claim me now, in front of all these people.

"You're uh... umm absolutely welcome" Ugh I need to get it together im never this nervous around guys... Usually they're the ones babbling like idiots around me... Oh god this boys going to bring me to my knees, and not in THAT type of way...Maybe he's my weakness.

kane's P.O.V

Those gorgeous hazel eyes bore into me when she turned around to face me...I dragged my eyes slowly over her curvy body, taking in every detail. How she bit on those sexy lips of hers, how her hair fell over her well rounded shapley breast... I could feel myself becoming hard again at the thought of me sucking on those pert little nipples. Raking my eyes slowly over her... I bring my eyes back up to her face, her fair skin, her pink kissable lips. The things i wanted to do this girl...

Realizing i'm staring at her like a creep i figured i might as well say something..."Thank you for that...amazing dance" and that's the best i could come up? I mentally slapped myself for that stupid comment. She really makes me nervous. I saw she tensed up as i spoke, i realized my voice has somewhat of an effect on her...She just continues to stare at me, intently. I cant read her face she looks maybe bewildered, or perhaps perplexed...