Nodding, “Yes, even if you tell me you’re a horrible kisser. I won’t be put off from you, I like you.”

He laughed, breaking out into a grin. Lowering his body, his mouth began to kiss down my chest, back up to my neck where I moaned in sheer delight. Pulling away, he spoke. “You’re here for the same reason as I’m around still. You have butterflies in your stomach when I talk. You know I’m bad for you, but yet you’re drawn like a moth to a flame. It makes absolutely no fucking sense, does it? I make your blood boil, I make you shiver in anticipation. You know it. I represent everything that you should not want. You have that perfect life and yet, you choose me. Today, tomorrow even next week. I will get you to do things that no man has ever convinced you to do. Not him, not any past boyfriend… You’ll do them for me, willingly. Not because I tell you to. But because you want to do them. You want everything that I tell you to do.”

“Do you know why you want me? You want me because you know I am capable of doing everything you crave and more. I will do things to you that you don’t even know exist. I will touch you in places you have never been touched. I will get inside you deeper than any man ever has.”

“I’m not talking physically. I’m talking mentally and I’m talking emotionally. I will get inside your head, and excite you. I have that ability, to crawl inside your brain, and make you wet between your legs. Without ever touching you, I brought you to me and now that you are here, I will touch you. I will wrap my hands around you, I will spank your ass, I will pull your hair, and I will bite your neck. My teeth will sink into you and leave their mark. I want to mark you, because you’re now a part of me and I can’t let you go. Elle, you’re mine.”

Oh how I had not expected this. “But with the pain, there will be pleasure. My fingers and tongue will make you quiver. And I will fuck you. That’s right. You may have been his, but not anymore, I will take what is his for my own. And you will let me. Willingly. Eagerly.”

“Yes,” I whispered in a drunken faze of lust and desire. I wanted all of that. I wanted him. “I have a lot of butterflies, but now I’m extremely wet.”

“Good,” he said and ground himself against me. Standing, his eyes went straight to my mouth. “You want to be kissed? When we get home, I will kiss you. I will fuck you as I look into your eyes from above you. I will take you as mine.”

Helping me back up in the horse, I couldn’t wait to get back to his house. I was ready for whatever was to come. Glancing around, his expression turned grim. “Wait here,” Judd spoke, sternly.

I sat on the horse, putting my feet in the part attached to the saddle and glanced around. Keeping quiet, I watched him. Looking for a sign as to what he noticed or thought he noticed. He didn’t give anything away, just tensed up and seemed to be in deep concentration.

A large grey blur covered my eyes, I glanced around as goosebumps began to form on my arms. This was leaving my skin pricking with fear. I was afraid.

My whole body began to tense. Something wasn’t right, “Judd,” I whispered.

He paid no attention to me, his whole posture had changed. Turning, he looked at me with panic stricken over his pace. Chest beginning to heave up and down, he narrowed his eyes and flung his wrist into the direction we came from earlier. “You need to go.”

“What?” I asked, barely able to form the word.

Before he could speak, a couple other noises sounded off in my ears. I swear they were low growls, the air around us had shifted, everything felt cold and dark.

“I need you safe and right now, I can’t fucking protect you from what’s about to happen. You know the way back, please Elle,” he begged. His eyes somehow looked as if they were turning darker and I was completely frightened.

Pulling on the reins, I fisted them tightly as the horse let out a shrill neigh and bolted in the direction of Judd’s home. Whatever was out there, didn’t hurt me.

Nope, I done that all on my own as his horse became more spooked, bucking me off and charging off in the opposite direction. Leaving me on the ground, groaning in agony. How could this happen again, I went to stand but a branch snapped beside me and a deep, rumbling low growl sounded from behind.

Stupidly, I tilted my head and came eye to eye with the wolf that charged into the side of my car. My body stiffened as something blocked all the light from my sight and a thud on the ground filled my ears. Fur, that’s all I could see and feel as I slowly drifted my eyes back up. Witnessing another wolf on all fours, hovering over the top of me. Its eyes flickered to mine for a moment, I should have been screaming but nothing came out. This had to be a dream, a crazy weird dream.

It wasn’t.

A deep guttural thunder of hostility rumbled from the wolf’s chest as it slightly lowered its body to mine in a protective stance, before leaping forwards and pouncing with a snarl.

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