CHAPTER 35: CHAPTER 35 FEED ME

Caroline’s POV

When we reached his bedroom, Draven pressed me against the door as soon as it closed behind us, his powerful body caging me in. His lips crashed against mine, sending electric currents racing through my entire body.

The taste of rich coffee from our after-dinner drinks mingled with his musk as his tongue plunged into my mouth, exploring every corner with hungry intent.

His hands gripped my waist. I melted into the sensation of being completely dominated by this powerful Alpha. When he finally broke the kiss, he kept me pinned with his forehead pressed against mine, his eyes closed as he struggled for control.

"Beautiful Carrie," he growled, his voice so seductive it made my knees weak. "Something’s happening to me since you walked into my life. It’s like wildfire burning through my veins, an insatiable craving to possess every inch of you. I need to be touching you, claiming you, burying myself deep inside you until you can’t remember your own name. I want you, Caroline, with a desperation that’s driving my wolf mad. Tell me what you want right now."

His eyes snapped open, those haunting violet eyes piercing straight through to my soul. In that moment, I felt the bond between us pulling tight.

"Draven," I whispered, trembling under his intense gaze. "I’ve been yours since the moment your eyes found mine. My body surrenders completely to your touch. I need you to claim me, to mark me as yours in every way possible."

"Goddess, Caroline," he groaned. "You’re making both me and Alaric lose control. I can’t resist you anymore."

His confession was like a primal call to my inner wolf. Rory purred with satisfaction as Draven began trailing hungry kisses down my neck, pausing to suck and nip at the sensitive spot. He spun me around with surprising gentleness, his hot breath fanning against my exposed skin as he slowly lowered my dress zipper.

The straps of my dress slipped off my shoulders under his touch, the fabric falling in a soft rustle around my feet. Only my bra remained; my panties had been ripped off during our earlier encounter in his office. His fingers found the clasp with practiced ease, and a second later, I felt the cool air kiss my bare skin as the bra dropped to the floor.

His lips never left my skin, leaving a trail of heat and soft kisses along my neck and shoulders as he whispered words of praise.

"Perfect... beautiful... mine."

Slowly, he turned me to face him, his violet eyes darkening as they traveled deliberately over every curve and hollow of my exposed form. The hunger in his gaze was unmistakable, making me feel more desired than I had ever felt in my life.

"Finally," he breathed. "I can see all of you now. You’re stunning, Caroline. Even more beautiful than I ever imagined."

He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me fiercely again. When he pulled back, leaving me breathless, I flashed him a playful smile.

"Now it’s my turn to unwrap my gift," I purred.

His lips curled into that half-smile that made my core clench with want. He stepped back and opened his arms in invitation.

"Do whatever you want, little wolf. I’m completely yours for the taking."

Standing before me in his navy dress shirt with sleeves rolled up to show off his strong forearms and fitted jeans that hugged his muscular thighs, he looked absolutely irresistible. Maintaining eye contact, I slowly moved closer and started unbuttoning his shirt, deliberately letting my fingers brush the warm skin of his chest with every button I undone.

"You’ve been driving me crazy with those innocent little touches all day," he growled as my fingers reached a button near his navel. His abs tightened under my touch, muscles rippling like an open invitation.

I smiled and leaned in to press my lips against his firm stomach, flicking out my tongue to taste his skin. After finishing the buttons, I slid the shirt off his broad shoulders, letting my palms roam over his biceps.

Unable to resist, I circled him slowly, admiring the powerful lines of his back.

Stopping behind him, I pressed my bare body against his back, reaching around to run my hands across his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath my palm.

My hands drifted lower, tracing down to the waistband of his jeans. His breathing hitched, shallow and rough, as goosebumps broke out across his skin wherever I touched.

The knowledge that I could affect this powerful Alpha so completely filled me with a heady rush of power.

Feeling bolder, I unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper, then dropped to my knees behind him. I tugged the denim down his muscular legs, freeing him completely.

Then, moving around to face him, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his black boxer briefs.

Looking up at the impressive length before me, I locked eyes with him as I slowly, deliberately pulled down the last barrier. His cock sprang free, thick and heavy, standing proud from a nest of dark golden curls. The swollen head glistened with pre-cum, clear proof of his arousal for me.

I licked my lips slowly, savoring the way his pupils dilated at the sight.

"You’ve had your fun," I breathed, eyes locked on his. "Now let me show you how good it feels from this side."

Without breaking eye contact, I leaned forward and slowly ran my tongue along his length from base to tip, circling the sensitive head and licking up the salty fluid that had gathered there. His sharp intake of breath and guttural moan sent waves of satisfaction through me.

I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft, feeling it pulse beneath my fingers as I took him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks to suck gently on the head. My tongue swirled around the sensitive ridge, dipping into the slit to taste more of him. His hands tangled in my hair, not guiding, just holding on as if I were his anchor in the storm.

"Fuck, Caroline," he groaned. "Your mouth feels like heaven."

Encouraged by his response, I took him deeper, relaxing my throat to accommodate his impressive size. My free hand cupped and massaged his heavy sac, drawing another deep growl that rumbled through his chest.

I bobbed my head, setting a rhythm that had his hips beginning to thrust gently, his control slipping more with every pass of my lips.

The taste of him was intoxicating, and knowing I was driving this powerful Alpha wild with just my mouth sent a thrill straight to my core.