CHAPTER 32: TASTING HER

(Alnitak)

(Slight NSFW Content)

Every second I spend away from Amaia somehow makes my wolf restless. So I have decided to use that bet she lost to me and ask for something in return from her.

I walk inside the empty library and seek her out.

Amaia is almost buried in a book when I find her in a hidden corner, behind some bookshelves. Her dark hair is held in a ponytail as she reads intently under the soft yellow lights.

Quietly I slip into the seat beside her and ask, "What are you reading, my Lassie?"

My wolf stirs every time I am in her proximity, and the more time I spend with her, the more I wish to touch her.

Startled, she almost jumps out of her seat. Shutting the book abruptly, she covers it with her notebook.

"Just some random research." She turns to face me and puts on a smile. "Why are you here, Alnitak?"

"How do you know it’s me? I might be Mintaka." I shrug my shoulders at her.

"Yeah! As if he would seek me out and talk to me," she mumbles, almost seeming annoyed at my twin.

I laugh aloud.

"I came to fetch you for our detention. Kacir told me you went to the library. And also to give you these."

I place the special chocolate candies on her notebook. Our knees touch and I want to feel more contact with her skin. The other monster inside of me is starved to be fed, even ravenous than my wolf. He craves a taste of her. I can sense the lust dripping from him. Being in her proximity, I am not sure I can hold him away much longer.

Her eyes soften seeing the candies.

"Thank you! Is it already time?" She glances at the huge clock in the library while opening the wrapper of one and plopping it into her mouth.

"Yes, only half an hour left. I came early because you lost the bet to me and it’s time for payback," I sweetly tell her, placing my hand on her knee and cupping it.

Thinking she will brush my hand away but she doesn’t. Slowly, she turns and watches me with her dark eyes. They hold secrets; this much I know. But somehow they hold a desperation, a riddle too. She intrigues me and her beauty pulls me like no woman has ever done.

Amaia chews on the candy, slowly and I want to taste her mouth.

"That almost skipped my mind. What do you have in mind?" She asks, taking a deep breath as if filling her lungs with oxygen.

Slowly, I slide my hand up her leg, feeling the warmth of her skin even from the leather uniform.

Her breath hitches, and her eyes widen the more my hand slides up her leg. I lean in and whisper.

"It has been a struggle, every day, and still there is no certainty if I am ever going to find my mate, Amaia. It has been three years and I am tired of waiting."

I sigh, shaking my head and she gulps at my words. A single drop of sweat forms on her temple and trickles down the side of her cheek. Her breaths are irregular and I can hear her pulse rising fast. Turning her heart into a drum.

Do I affect her this much?

Every time I close the distance between us, her heartbeats become frantic and the way those emotions flicker in her eyes.

I know lust, I have seen plenty of girls lust over me and try to seduce me. This is not it. This is more possessive, more deep...

I continue to say, "I know we made a commitment till the end of the year but...I want to steal a kiss from you." I finally say, my thumb rubs the inner part of her thigh. None of us knows when she has parted her legs for me, instead of pushing my hand away.

"Ohhh..."

She innocently blinks at me, and more sweat forms on her temples as she tries not to wince.

Is she in some kind of pain? And yet her arousal wafts from between her legs and assaults my nostrils.

I snatch in a deep breath, so fucking good and I can only imagine how tasty the softness between her legs would be.

My wolf and the other beast inside me growl, demanding a taste.

My other hand moves and cups her chin, tightly, pulling her closer until there is hardly any distance between us.

"What do you say, Lassie? I know you want me to kiss you. I can hear how out of control your heartbeat is. I can even smell your arousal. So don’t deny it," I warn, squeezing her chin.

"I am not denying anything, Alnitak. I want you too.... Kiss me...please," she says breathlessly. Her hands are holding the edges of her chair with such force that her knuckles have whitened.

That’s all the permission I need. Throwing every caution to the wind, ignoring what Alnilam has said and forgetting that I have been saving myself for my mate, I crash my lips against hers while my hand slides between her legs.

An explosion occurs within me. My wolf Zevran raises his hackles and purrs in satisfaction. While the lust-filled part of me pushes to claim more of her. Tear away her clothes and just climb over, flattening her on the table.

That’s something I can’t do, so I just try to suppress and ignore him.

She gasps into my mouth as the softness of her lips makes me want to ravage her more. The taste of melted chocolate mingles with her saliva making this delicious amalgamation, the one I have never tasted before.

Delectable shivers escape her when my fingers caress the softness between her parted legs from over the uniform.

I can tell she is soaking wet underneath it, if only I could wriggle my hand inside and feel her wetness.

My tongue slips inside her warm mouth and down her throat as I try to reach the inner part where no one has touched her.

She lifts her hands and places them on my bare arms. A tingle I feel where her skin touches mine, the more I kiss her the more I sense. The more I sense, the more my hunger for her grows.

I let go of her face and grab her ponytail, twisting her dark hair on my arm and pulling her head back. She squeals so deliciously and leans her head back, giving me more access to her needy mouth. My senses begin to dull and the lust begins to run through my very veins.

"Taste her! Taste her juices! Fuck her pussy with your tongue! Have her!" The mantra starts repeating in my head and I know it’s time to stop or I will do something I will regret.

With every ounce of power left in my body, I snatch my hungry lips away from her swollen ones and just watch her, still holding her hair.

Her eyes have drooped, her chest rises and falls in quick succession as she watches me with an unexplainable affection and yet there are tears in her eyes.

One of them slips out and slowly travels down her cheek. Without thinking I lean in and cleanly lick it off with my tongue.

With desperation, I ask because I am not ready for the answer. This is an experience I have never had before and I want it again and again with her and only her.

"Did I hurt you, Amaia?"