But before I could follow through on that urge, Seth bucked his hips and knocked me off of him so that I fell back on the mattress at his side.
“Is that what you want?” he demanded, standing suddenly, a growl on his lips as his chest heaved up and down and he glared at me with a silver glint in his eyes betraying the Wolf beneath his flesh. “My blood?”
“You know I want your blood,” I said, tilting my head to one side as I took in the anger in him, and I tried to figure out what had sparked it.
“And what else?” he asked. “Because every time I convince myself that this is enough for me, you do shit like this and I just…I don’t think I can keep on having my heart jerked about like a fucking yoyo not knowing if it means more, or…”
“Or what?” I asked, pushing, myself up to stand before him as he raked a hand through his long hair, his eyes full of anguish.
“Tell me what you want, Cal,” he begged, a whine in his throat which turned to snarl as I frowned, and he turned for the door angrily.
He gripped the handle and made a move to jerk it open, but I shot forward and tugged his hand away from it, stopping him.
“Don’t go,” I demanded, knowing I didn’t want him to leave even if I wasn’t sure about the rest of it.
Seth turned to me, his back pressing to the door as he looked into my eyes and I found myself caught in the intensity of his gaze.
“Bite me,” he demanded. “Take what you need from me and then I’ll go.”
I moved suddenly, gripping his biceps and shoving him back against the door as the monster in me rose to the surface of my skin at that offer, hungering for his blood with an intensity which almost owned me.
But instead of lunging for his throat, I hesitated there, my gaze roaming over the thumping pulse in his neck before dropping down lower, drinking in the defined cut of his powerful body, skimming past that V which dipped down beneath his waistband and onto the pale grey material which clung to him in a way that made it impossible to miss the swell of his thick cock within it.
Suddenly something in me seemed to shift, something I’d been feeling but not thinking for so fucking long that it was like a light switching on inside my fucking dumb brain as I dragged my gaze back up to his once more, finding him watching me with this guarded look that made my throat tighten.
“I just haven’t been with anyone in a really long time,” he breathed, shifting like he was going to rearrange his dick in his pants, but I tightened my hold on his biceps to stop him. “And with my pack I got used to… Fuck, please don’t let me ruin us.”
I ignored his words, shifting a little close to him, my body eating up the space between us one tiny bite at a time as I leaned in, my attention falling to his throat once more as my fangs fucking ached for a taste of him.
“Please, Cal,” he said, the rough edge to his voice making every hair on my body stand on end as I leaned in a little more, coming closer and closer to crossing that divide between us which I hadn’t even realised I’d been yearning to tear apart. “Just take what you want,” he demanded again.
I shifted forward with a growl, dipping my head as I aimed for his throat, my fangs grazing his skin and making him tense in my hold in anticipation of the bite he thought was coming.
But he hadn’t demanded I bite him. He’d told me to take what I wanted and right now there was something I wanted far more powerfully than his blood, no matter how thirsty I was.
My mouth met with his skin as I flattened him against the door, our bodies pressing together in a way that had my fucking heart jack hammering at the newness of it, the promise, the temptation, the fucking danger. Because this was dangerous. This was free falling with no parachute or air magic in sight and hoping to hell there was a soft landing at the bottom because I knew there was no turning back from this line once I stepped over it. But I also knew I wasn’t going to be able to back off now.
I kissed Seth’s neck as I pinned him to the door, my fangs scratching against his flesh without piercing it as I held him there, tasting him and groaning as the most intoxicating feeling ran through my body in response.
Seth fell still, his back ramrod straight as I kissed him again, running my tongue up the side of his neck and growling with desire as my dick hardened inside my jeans.
Seth sucked in a breath as I moved my mouth to his jaw, still unmoving as I kissed him again, the rough scratch of stubble against my lips at once alien and exhilarating as I explored this new desire in me and found myself wanting more and more of it.