of me is. I shouldn’t let him touch me like this, except I seem to be stuck in a frozen state of mind where the rest of the world has vanished and all that remains is us two. I know it’s in my head, but he’s not backing away either, so maybe he feels something between us too.
For all I know, these Alphas are killers, just like Crius took out Finn back in town. So why aren’t I more fearful of Nikos? Why does my body buzz with anticipation when I can just imagine he’s been with dozens of women? Why is my wolf stirring, suddenly more interested in him than she should be?
He kisses me suddenly, and another moan slips past my throat. My body softens against him, my chest pushing into his like it has a mind of its own. Maybe I’ve been wrong to think that only one man will drive me this insane, except whatever is happening between us is all attraction.
His mouth is wicked and on fire, kissing me insatiably, licking and tasting all of me. I have never been kissed this way in my life. Goddess, he is making me rethink every emotion I’ve ever felt except for the hunger thumping through my veins, collecting between my thighs. He grips my chin with his other hand and leaves a trail of pecks down to my neck. “Consider my offer, Omega.”
Next thing I know, he pulls away, drawing his hand from my hair, from my jaw, and studies me for a long moment. “Your lips are beautiful when they are full and red from my kiss.” His gaze dips down my body, pausing right on the apex between my legs, and he smirks. As quickly as he came to me, he steps into the shadows and makes his way back to camp.
I collapse against the tree, my heart thundering in my chest, my mouth bruised from how hard he kissed me.
What the hell did I just do? He’s not a guy to get close to. He’s the enemy, a man who will walk over me. Not to mention, it sounded very clear to me that he either wants to betray his pack or is so desperate for Ragnar’s approval, he’s willing to risk angering him to complete this mission on his own. Even if it means risking both our lives by going alone.
He is insane if he thinks I will get in the middle of whatever the hell is going on between them. My sisters are my priorities, not the Alphas.
I can still taste him on my mouth, still feel the pressure of his body against mine, and that thought alone sends a jolt right through me. My eyes close, and I try to calm my raging arousal. I dig my fingers into my arm to eliminate the excitement, to wake up from what I’ve just let myself fall into.
Each time I remember his lips on my neck, his whisper, I shudder with excitement and my wolf rubs her fur against my insides, approving of him. Heat flushes through me, and now I’m more lost than before.
I don’t intend to betray Ragnar, as I doubt he would forgive me, even if he would forgive Nikos. My deal is with the leader to save my sisters, and that’s the way it’s going to stay… for now.
Even if in my mind’s eye I can’t stop picturing Nikos’s insatiable grin, or the fact that he’s left me panting from a single kiss that never should have happened.
Nikos
She is like nothing I’ve had before, nothing I’ve tasted. Fuck, that kiss wasn’t meant to happen. I’d made sounds on purpose when leaving camp to ensure she heard me. The Omega’s weakness is her curiosity, but it seems I have one of my own… her.
I lay on the ground on my back, my coat rolled up into a pillow, legs crossed at the ankles and hands behind my head. The sky is black, not a star in sight. Not even the lofty tree branches are visible. Whatever fucked-up place this forest is, nothing here is normal. It makes my skin crawl to be in here, so my offer to Narah had been genuine. Get this shit done fast and get the fuck out of Death-ville.
Ragnar would never agree to my plan, of course. The guy’s a control freak and needs to be involved in everything, needs to ensure he gets the glory. The other two carry their own baggage, enough to