The strong scent of a wolf wrapped around me, filling my senses. I swallowed hard, turning around.
My eyes met the most sparkling, icy blue orbs.
The mystery man from the sidewalk. I’d recognize those eyes anywhere.
“Would you like to dance?” the mystery wolf asked. His voice came off his tongue like velvet. So deep and alluring.
My mouth felt as if it had filled with cotton and my brain had turned to mush. I found myself nodding. His hand outstretched to help me down from my barstool and we headed towards the crowded dancefloor.
His hand snaked around my back, pulling our bodies closer, “I’m not overstepping, am I?” he whispered in my ear, causing goosebumps to spread across my skin.
I shook my head no and he chuckled, the sound was one of the most beautiful sounds I’d ever heard.
“Cat got your tongue?” the man whispered again.
“Wolf,” I whispered, only loud enough for the two of us to hear.
“I’ve never met someone else like me. Outside of family of course,” his hot breath fanned the side of my neck as he spoke and I felt like I could melt into a puddle. I wasn’t sure why my body was reacting so strongly. Was it because it’s been three years since I’d been close to a wolf that wasn’t family? Was it because we were one of the same?
“What’s your name?”
“Nico, and you?” the mystery man asked.
“Brielle.”
“Hmmm, Brielle. That’s a beautiful name fit for a beautiful woman,” he whispered, his deep voice sending electricity through my body.
I haven’t felt this kind of reaction since Colson, but it was impossible for Nico to be my mate. I never even rejected Colson, though I desperately wish that I could have.
I refuse to think of him right now, while a handsome mystery man, who happens to be a wolf, has his arms wrapped around my body.
“Why are you here?”
“That’s a long story,” Nico muttered and I’d silently wondered if I had overstepped.
Putting some distance between us, I tried to study his face. The mask only concealed the upper part of his face. He had a strong jawline and plush lips. His black hair had a bit of a wave to it on the top, but shaved short on the side. His eyes were mesmerizing. Damn, I could get lost in his eyes.
Nico grabbed my hand, pulling me close to him, “Like what you see?”
A fire spread through my body and heat pooled in my lower abdomen. It would only be seconds before he’d know the affect that he was having on me. That is....if he wasn’t already aware. Given the way that he spoke to me, I was leaning towards the second option.
He was handsome. Sexy. The sexiest man I’d ever seen, to be honest. I could get drunk on his icy blue orbs. And he knew it.
I licked my bottom lip, turning around and lacing my fingers with his, “I thought that you wanted to dance,” I whispered, ignoring his question while playing his game. Rolling my hips slowly, I brought his hands around me, entangling us in each other. This wasn’t usually how I would act, but the buzz from the alcohol mixed with s****l tension was making me feel like a new person.
This was old Brielle coming out to play, and boy did I miss her.
He released my hands and I felt him gripping my hips gently. I could feel the warmth of his skin through the lace of my teddy. The roughness of his hands added to the s*x appeal and I found that the sea of people around us disappeared as we danced to the music.
His hands dipped lower and gripped my upper thighs. I felt his hardness brush up against my ass and my plan worked. His grip on my thighs tightened as he pulled me closer to him, “You are playing a dangerous game,” he whispered, the softness of his lips brushing my earlobe. The contact made my breath hitch and my heart raced like an engine.
Nico gently ran his fingers up the skin of my arms. The touch so soft, it felt like a feather being dragged along my flesh. I had to stifle a moan that nearly escaped. He was reigniting the fire that had been so callously put out two years ago and I wanted it so badly.
My body was begging for him to touch it, and he wasn’t disappointing.
“Would you like to go somewhere more private?” he whispered seductively.
“Mhmm,” was I all I could say. His voice was husky and I think I’d do anything he said at this point. His fingers laced with mine and I followed him up the stairs. He walked up to a VIP door, swiping his card and unlocking it.
As soon as the door closed, he slammed me against it, our mouths meeting for the first time. My lips parted in shock and his tongue dipped between them, exploring the depths of my mouth. He tasted sweet, like candy, and I found our tongues dancing. One of his hands laced through my hair while the other roughly grasped my breast over the lace.
I arched my back, causing him to growl into my mouth. I thought I was aroused before, but that growl, went straight to my core and between my legs quickly grew damp. He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around him, feeling his member grow beneath me.
His lips left mine and kissed down my jawline, nipping and sucking the skin of my neck. I felt his canines elongate as he nipped at me, his wolf coming forward for only a moment before I felt him reel him in. Aspen was purring, despite him not being our mate.
I felt a hand move up, pulling the strap of my teddy down, his mouth continuing to travel lower and lower. The other hand made work to free my breasts, unlatching the tiny hooks that held my top up. As it fell down, he growled again, latching onto one of my breasts and sucking.
I felt my claws break the skin on his back, guilt washing over me. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered.
His eyes met mine and he licked his lower lip, “I’d let you tear me apart,” he growled, once again, sending a fire through my body.
My back hit the cold leather of a couch as Nico pulled his shirt over his head, revealing the most delicious abs I’ve ever seen. His body was covered in tattoos and I swallowed loudly, unable to contain the fact that I’d basically been salivating while watching him undress. That tattoos added to his edgy and mysterious look and he was built like a god.
A smirk spread on his face as he winked. This man could do whatever he wanted to me and I’d like it.
I reached up, undoing the button on his pants and they fell to his ankles. I stared in shock at the outline beneath the fabric of his boxers.
Nico positioned himself between my legs, kissing up the length of my thighs. He unbuttoned my jeans, sliding them off painfully slowly. Leaning back, his eyes roamed my body like a predator and I....I was the prey.
While I was lost in his eyes, his boxers disappeared and his hand found the tiny buttons of my teddy between my legs. Once I was freed from the lacey contraption, he crawled up and our lips met with a fiery intensity.
His member rubbed along the inside of my thigh before I reached down, positioning him at my opening. Nico’s blue eyes stared into mine, asking for permission, before he slid into me, filling me full.
“Goddess, that’s...mmmmm....” he groaned as his hips moved up and down slowly.
Once again, his hand found my breast, gripping it roughly. Everywhere our skin touched was like an explosion of fire. I didn’t realize how much I’d wanted him until that moment.
He picked up his pace, slamming into me roughly, as my claws slid down his back. He moaned every time they broke the skin and the sound nearly pushed me over the edge. His mouth found the most sensitive spot on my neck, where my mark would lay, and he sucked roughly.
I started to see stars, nearing my climax. I gripped his back with one hand, as the other found his ass. His movements became sloppy, his mouth nipping and sucking with new intensity.
“Mmmm, N....Nico,” I screamed out, feeling a euphoric explosion surge through my body. He pumped a few more times, letting me ride out my orgasm, before slowing down, and eventually stilling.
He rested his forehead on my chest, breathing heavily. I was still seeing stars, coming down from the best s*x of my life. Gabriella was right. I feel like my body is electrified. Pulsing with ecstasy.
“That’s one way to describe a warm welcome,” he chuckled, causing me to laugh myself. How bizarre was it that I, the prude, the workaholic, who hated going out, would just have the best s*x of my life, in a club.
“I’d like to welcome you anytime,” I blurted out. My eyes widened as I’d just said my thoughts out loud. My cheeks warmed and I probably looked like a tomato.
The violent buzzing of my phone broke me from my moment of embarrassment. Nico climbed off of me, throwing me my discarded pair of jeans. A slew of text messages from Gabriella and Bailey.
Gabriella had decided to leave with the stranger from earlier. She called me an uber and gave me the details.
Bailey asked if I’d got laid yet, and I instantly had secondhand embarrassment.
“Have to go?” Nico asked, his voice once again, doing things to me.
I bit my bottom lip, “I probably should be getting home to my sister.”
His eyebrow raised like his interest was piqued, but he said nothing, only handed me my clothes. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, frowning. I wasn’t sure what would come of tonight, but I wasn’t going to push for information.
I hoped there would be another time for that. I don’t want anything to foreshadow this evening.
After the two of us had redressed, he laced his fingers with mine as we headed down to the front of the club so I could wait for my Uber. As I passed by a large mirror, I noticed the bites and bruises on my neck. My hand instinctively went to the mark and it didn’t go unnoticed.
Nico leaned down, “I like it rough,” he whispered dangerously close to my ear. I bit my lower lip, trying to ignore the warmth that had quickly spread through me once again. I imagined him ravaging my body, creating a dampness between my legs once more.
We walked outside, seeing the vehicle that was meant for me waiting on the curb. He walked me over to the car, opening the rear passenger door. I started to climb inside, when he stopped me, spinning me around, and smashing his lips into mine with passion.
“I know where to find you,” he winked before closing the door and leaving me dazed and stunned, wondering if that really just happened to me.