offering a comfort I knew only he could offer me now. I swallowed hard, drifting once more to his lips.
Oh what the hell? We were both adults. We were mates. I sucked in a breath. I stood on my tippy toes. I lifted my arm up and wrapped my hand around the back of his neck pulling him down the last few inches. My eyes closed as his soft lips pressed against my own. His scruff sensually brushed against my skin, igniting a slow burn.
For a second, caught off guard, he didn’t move. But it only took a moment before he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer. I trailed my arm down to his shoulder.
His hand migrated up to my neck where he tilted my head back. He traced the seam of my lips. I opened for him. His muscles sheltered me as his body pressed close.
Hunter pushed his lips closer, I held close to his shoulder. I stepped back. My back hit the door. My mind was fuzzy outside of his lips, his hand, how he brushed the edge of my shirt and touched my bare skin. His kiss was all consuming. I couldn’t think much farther than the need to touch him, to feel him just a little closer.
I pulled away to breathe and his mouth moved down my neck. He sucked gently the sensitive skin there. My whole body prickled with goose-bumps. My knees went weak. My breathing went haywire.
When he reached the crook of my neck, I stilled. Wolves during a mating ceremony would bite their mate to mark them. Where his teeth barely scraped against was where he would mark me.
“We’ll continue this a different time, Colette.”
Hunter pulled away, looking about as flushed as I did. Awkwardly, he began woodenly walking away.
Hunter stopped suddenly and turned back to me. His strides were strong as his eyes smoldered. He grabbed my face, kissing me once again. I held onto him, my knees were jelly. How could I stand when he was kissing me like this?
He pulled back and whispered against my lips.
“Move into my cabin with me.”
I opened my eyes and saw how desperate he was for me to say yes.
I nodded.
I was attracted to Hunter. That was no secret, given my body’s reaction. Like my skin was wreathed in flames. And tonight proved that to get him to open up to me, I would have to trust him. I would have to give him a little more of me before he would be able to reciprocate.
Regardless, I wasn’t the only one with a hard childhood. Taken I didn’t know why Hunter’s eyes were his wolves always there might be more to his story. I wasn’t the only person in the world that had trust issues.
“Okay,” I whispered, looking up at him.
Then the completely unexpected happened.
He smiled. Full, all his teeth dazzling, clean and white, it lit up his face like it lit up his eyes. He was positively gorgeous when he smiled. Something in me sighed with contentment. If he smiled at me like that every day, I knew I would never need anything else. He kissed me one more time before heading off.
“I’ll know your secrets, Hunter,” I whispered quieter than a werewolf could hear, feeling thrilled about how the night went and excited to see where we were headed. I leaned back against my door where Hunter had dropped me off.
Hunter stopped and looked back at me with a questioning look on his blissful face. I couldn’t get over how wonderfully different he looked with that smile.
“What?” he asked, pausing. I widened my eyes. Had I spoken my last thought out loud?
“Nothing. I’ll talk to you, um…later.”
I turned to my door and almost smashed my face into it thinking I had managed to open it. I struggled for a second more before I slipped in and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Things were going to be okay. I believed that. We had a really good night. We were moving forward.
But there was still so much I had yet to learn about him. And there was so much he had left learn about me. Some things I was sure he would never want to know. I couldn’t be sure he would look at me the same way after he learned my dark secret.
The next couple of days were a blur. I didn’t have much to pack up to take to Hunter’s cabin. Anytime we ran each other the tension was high kisses