squeezed my thigh, just above the knee.
“Alekk,” I said. “I want…”
“Yes?”
A moment of clarity tore through my desire.
“I want peace,” I said. “Peace for both our packs.”
Alekk’s hands stopped moving for a second, and a cry nearly burst from my throat. God, I wanted him!
Then he began to stroke me again, slower than before, as though he was more contemplative.
“Is that all you want?”
“Yes,” I lied.
Alekk turned his head, and I realized he was looking around to the other wolves, to see if any of them would be able to hear. He seemed satisfied that they wouldn’t, and he leaned forward, his mouth at my ear. His breath was hot as he spoke to me.
“You will have your peace,” he whispered. “If it’s up to me, you will have all you hope for, Princess.”
My heart swelled at his words. Despite his message to us, despite his actions, I trusted him. His hand slid higher from my knee.
“But now,” he growled, “I will give you a different kind of peace.”
With that word, he forced my thighs apart with his hand, diving his fingers into my heat. I pressed a squeal into the robes to hide from the guards. His arm came up across my chest, pulling me back against him as he pushed his fingers down against my swollen clit.
“Ohh ,” I moaned. At his touch, a thousand images sprung into my mind. A dark shadow of a man, bent over me from behind. It was Alekk’s breath in my ear. It was Alekk’s fingers sliding into my wet entrance.
“God, you’re already so ready,” Alekk said, gritting his teeth. I felt his hard shaft twitch against my lower back. Would he take my virginity here, riding in a sled? One part of me hoped that he would, and my hips slid back over his hard cock, teasing him.
He yanked me back down, and his fingers thrust into me. I gasped as my body clenched involuntarily around his fingers.
The sensation was too much to bear. Even without him moving, I felt his fingers invading me and my body ached to have more. I tried to twist in his grasp but his arm held me tight.
Slowly, then, slower than I’d ever thought possible, his fingers slid out of me. I almost cried out with the ache of him leaving me. My body was hollow, empty without his touch. Oh, God, I needed him.
Slowly, slowly, he slid his fingers back in, and I clenched tight around as he pushed deeper into me, pressing up against my virgin seal. I let out a soft cry as he withdrew his fingers before breaking into me completely.
“Oh, Kinaya,” he moaned. “You are too much temptation for me.”
“ I was too much temptation for him? ” I didn’t understand him, not at all. It was me who felt the Calling, my body who betrayed me by wanting this dark wolf to claim me as his.
I had told myself when I left that I was ready to sacrifice myself for the pack. Now, though, I knew that this was no sacrifice. I wanted to throw myself into his arms and cry for him to do whatever he wanted to me. I did not know anything but lust, a pure carnal lust that burned through me and left nothing.
His fingers plunged into me now, and his mouth came down onto my neck as I arched back.
His.
I was his, now and for as long as he would have me. His lips sucked at my skin, pressing kisses down to the top of my shoulder and back against my ear. I moaned as his fingers thrust into me, then out again.
“Princess,” he whispered, and there was a catch in his voice before he kissed me against under my ear. I could not keep myself from rocking my hips forward as he slid his hand between my thighs. Oh, that delicious friction! Oh, the feeling of being filled with his flesh!
“God, Kinaya, forgive me,” he murmured, and then his hand was working fast and hard, thrusting into me with a quickening rhythm that I matched. I rocked forward against his hand harder and harder, my eyes squeezed shut. I was ashamed of my body’s reaction even as I let myself lose control of it. He thrust his fingers into me and I matched him, my whole