chapter 28

His hand reaches down, catching both of my legs and lifting me; instinctively, I bring both my legs up and wrap them around his body, pushing my core harder into his body, setting it off with a new wave of pleasure. Exactly what my body needed sent a wave of need through my body. My back arches away from the wall, which increases the contact between my dripping core and his stiff denim-covered erection. As I break our kiss, he lets a low growl from deep in his throat, "We shouldn't be doing this. You're married, "I protest, Biting back the moan in my throat. I want this, God, how I want this. I didn't care how right or wrong this was. I needed the contact between us; Every hair stood on edge as my body sat on the edge, anticipating the oncoming orgasm.

I dig my hands into his sides, moaning when I make contact with the skin of his hard body.

He sucks in a deep breath before speaking. "I'm not married, baby. I got out of that as soon as I fucking could. I can't think of anything else that we should be doing. Do you feel how fucking hard I am for you? I can feel the heat of fucking core clinging to my cock." He thrusts his hips into me again, causing us to moan. His hand slides under my top, fingertips brushing softly against the swell of my breast, Rubbing soft circles around the small barbell in my left breast, "Think how good it will feel when I buried deep inside of you, baby. I can't wait to make you feel waves and waves of pleasure," He whispers.

I close my eyes, Enjoying everything he is doing to me.
He nibbles at the mark on his neck. Before lifting my top, exposing my hard nipples to the air, He moans as he leans down, his tongue tracing the barbell before sucking the nipple into his mouth.

"Oh God, Please don't stop..." I whimper desperately to reach my orgasm.
His fingers travel down my torso, slipping his thumb into my waistband. Pushing against my clit rhythmically.

"Fuck me; you're drenched, baby." He moans into my ear. He rolls his thumb harder as the waves of the most powerful orgasm come crashing down on me. I feel like my whole body has just lit up, coming to life with each roll of pleasure he caused.


"Fuck, baby…It feels good to have you back." I look up into his eyes. The hardness in his face is gone; instead, he looks at me with pure affection. At this moment, I can almost believe it, almost think that we can get back to how we used to be.

I hadn't realized how much I wanted Ryan back.
Tightening my arms around his neck and bringing my forehead down to his chest.

He places his finger under my chin, guiding me to look into his soft eyes.

"We got some shit to figure out. Do you feel it, though? Every single thing we ever felt for each other is still there. It never died. Emilia, I'm done pushing you away. I can't stay away from you anymore. I need you. I meant it when I said that I love you." He says, kissing my forehead gently.

I nod my head because He's right; We need each other, and I feel stronger with him; I knew it was cliche, but I had loved this man since I was fifteen. I nuzzle into his neck, trying to find his mark spot, His body stiffens, and he puts his hand softly on the back of my head.

"Em, You might want to wait to finish the marking........ Until after you hear everything, once you know.....You can't take back giving a mark, princess." He says, his voice wobbling as he tightens his arms around me.

"Ryan, I love you....You are finally mine again, and I'm not letting you go regardless of your skeletons in the closet.....Let me mark you as mine," I say, looking into his eyes, waiting for permission. He moves his head to the side with a sly smile.

I let my fangs grow out and bite down hard, piercing his skin and letting the metallic taste fill my mouth,
When I'm done, I bring my head back down and rest against his chest. He sighs softly as we enjoy the moment of our hearts being together again.

A cough from the doorway brings me back to earth.
I lean over, seeing Jeremy and johnny in the doorway. "Interesting, Here I was coming to take care you Em, Seems to me that you've been taken care of a little too well," Jeremy says, laughing,
"Think you could at least close the door. The whole pack can smell her heat. They don't need to hear it too, Or maybe you could take it to your own fucking house?" Johnny says, folding his arms and glaring at Ryan.


"My bad, bishop." Ryan laughs at Johnny.

"Asshole." johnny glares at Ryan, bending down to Jeremy to whisper something in his ear that makes him blush.

I giggle at the whole situation, smiling up at Ryan, who still has me in his arms.

", That's a gorgeous fucking sound," Ryan whispers, gently placing me down. I notice the adoration that still shines bright in his eyes.
I have Ryan back in my arms, and I feel I might be ready to deal with and move on. Hopefully, I am making the right decision here. Letting him in, hoping we can find a way back to each other.

"Em," Johnny says, his eyes dark, and the joyful atmosphere disappears. "we love you being here, but It's probably best that you get out of the pack house for a while. It is going to get messy here, and I can't have you here ." Johnny finishes looking straight at me. "We've got them tracked down to the west section of the forest territory. We are closing in on them, I wish I could tell you it's going to be over soon, but I can't," He says, his voice sullen and dark.


"Whether we are Ready or not…we have to face facts; I'm not some fragile doll. They tried to kill me, Johnny. I'm going to be the one to end it. "I growl at them. Why do they keep trying to put me in a protected box? I'm not some scared kid anymore; This is war, MY war. No one else should have to fight it for me.

"I'm going to kill him.Myself."