A Kiss For Your Freedom
Chapter 7

I grab her waist before kissing her savagely. I want to hear her, just like last night, even more so now that she's on her territory. Our beers fall to the floor without either of us caring. We topple onto the bed while our hands search for us, already tugging at our clothes. This eagerness, this need to feel her, to touch her, to perceive her in the simplest terms. She doesn't shy away, on the contrary, and when she straddles me, she undulates to the rhythm of the music. She's truly magnificent. My hands pass over her body, pinching the tips of her breasts before moving up to the nape of her neck and grabbing her hair.

I can only let her do it, let her take the reins of this exchange and savor this pure moment of pleasure. It's so good that as soon as I feel her come, I too let loose with a grunt of pleasure as I press her against me and bury my face in her neck. She's not my mate, I know, yet I want to mark her, I want her to be mine. She probably has no idea what she's doing, but she tilts her head slightly and I can't stop my fangs from raking her skin as she moans softly.

-You're delicious," I say, letting my tongue run over her neck.

- It's so good," she says, moving on top of me.

My body immediately responds. I want her, I want her so much. I bite her slightly harder and she sighs with pleasure.

It's impossible, she's not my mate, mine's dead, despite that, I want her, my fangs lengthen beyond my control I can't mark her, she's not meant for me.

I pull back slightly, fighting this almost primal need, this visceral urge, but she growls before begging,

- please go on," she says, offering me a little more of her neck.

I can't do this. I shouldn't be doing this. But she continues.

- Please, Dorian. I want more, even more.

It all happens in a split second. I move inside her, with force and precision, grabbing her hair with one hand while I hold her firmly against me with the other. I replace her skin, her warmth, her flavor, and my fangs pierce her skin as I close my eyes.

She almost cries out my name and immediately o*****s as I do the same. I haven't marked her. I want to, but she doesn't know what I am, what he is. It wouldn't be fair to her.

Yet, while she's still trembling, she offers herself to me again and says,

It's as if I knew it could be stronger, so much stronger.

- I can't do this," I say softly. If I did, it would be too late. And you'd end up regretting it, sweetheart. I don't want you to suffer. If I have to do it, I want you to know what it really means.

- So go on," she says, wrapping her arms around my neck. Don't go any further, but keep going, you like it too.

It's true, I like it too, but will I be able to control myself, will I be able to calm my Wolf who's also showing a real interest in her. I don't really know what it is about her, but she doesn't even think when I nip her lightly again, and cries out in pleasure as she surrenders herself into my arms.

These three days go by at breakneck speed. Apart from opening the door for the delivery man, we hardly leave the room. She loves it when I bite her and I love sinking my fangs into her. It's a good thing I've got stamina, because she's insatiable, which I have to say is not to my displeasure.

We're lying in bed together. I'm going to have to leave, my time is running out, but despite this, in her beautiful blue eyes, I can see a veil, a shadow, something I don't like.

- If I played the number of the girl who'd like to see you again, would you say it's okay and never call me back?

- You've got to be kidding me. I don't go back to work for two days, but in the meantime I'm all yours, and even after that, all you have to do is call and I'll come.

She quickly grabs her mobile and taps away for a couple of minutes before letting out a cry of victory and telling me.

- I've just earned two more days off, so if you've got nothing better to do, I suggest you spend them here.

I walk over to her and grab her cell phone which I throw on the bed, no wonder I want to spend those two extra days with her.

POV Emma

There's something magical about Dorian. He makes me say things, makes me reveal myself in ways I've never done before. We've just spent some magical days together, the best I've ever had. I didn't expect this, not to replace a man like him when all I wanted was to have fun. He'll have to leave again, I can't miss work indefinitely, despite this, I still want him, I still want to feel him between my thighs.

He runs his hand over my cheek before saying,

- I'm going to have to go now, love, but if you like, we can meet again tonight.

- Tonight? You and I are in complete agreement that we're way past the one-night stand.

- We're in complete agreement, sweetheart. I'm ready to come back every night as long as you want me.

- I really like that way of looking at things, but you also have ways of inviting me into your home. I tend to drive a car, but it goes with the apartment and I have to say it's my special treat.

- Wait, I'm thinking. Am I ready for you to show up at my place after we've just spent five days cooped up in your apartment? Chances are yes, more than likely. I could come and see you the rest of the week and you come this weekend. -An invitation? I accept," I say, passing over him.

It's crazy how much I like him, how my body reacts to his presence. I don't know why, but ever since he started biting me, I've been craving more, as if I knew he could offer me something I've only just touched.

- Are you really going to do this? Call and come back?

Those arms go around my waist as those lips rest on my neck. What I can love when he does that, when he makes me tremble. I want to scream at him, do it, even though I don't really know what I'm talking about. I want to. I can feel it.

- I want so much more, he says in a deeper voice that makes me tremble. So much more, my darling.

- Then do it," I say without even realizing it.

- You don't know what's involved, love.

- Yet my whole body is screaming at me that this is what I want, even though I don't know what it is. At least not really. I love the way you bite me, the way it makes me come instantly. I don't know what it is, you're right, but that's what I want. That I know. My chest rubs against my torso, the sound it makes like an animal growl and yet, I think I love it even more. I've never been so wet. It's like I'm calling to him, like we're on the same wavelength.

His bite gets stronger. A whirlwind of sensations invades me, it's good, so good, that I scream without restraint. Something flows through me. It's warm, it's soft, but just as it reaches my heart, a prick goes through me. Something that stops my breathing for a second before its heat finishes off all resistance.

I'm not sure what's going on, but I end up closing my eyes, unable to hold myself back but remaining in these arms.

When I wake up, I'm alone in bed. I grimace as I feel a slight pain in the hollow of my neck. I open my eyes with difficulty to realize that if I'm supposed to be working, I should be there in twenty minutes.

Then I leap out of bed and replace a note lying beside me.

"I'll be back tonight, don't panic. I stayed as long as I could, but if I'm not back on time I won't be able to pay my rent and therefore won't be able to invite you to my place next weekend. See you tonight, darling. Have a good day, I'll leave you my number if you want me before the hour. I'll write to you later today.

Even late, he manages to make me smile. I get into the shower before noticing that he's made coffee. I grab my cell phone and text Melissa on the way to the office. My sister's going to be all over me. It's more than certain.

As I pass through the company gates, I'm thirty minutes late. I sigh before heading for my office. I barely have time to sit down when my sister arrives.

- Usually when my employees go away for a few days, they come back fit and on time, just the opposite of you.

- I woke up late. I forgot to set my alarm, it happens to everyone, you know.

- I know, but it's the wrong day. We've got a new customer. Big promotion, big winnings, so I don't have to spell it out for you. I want you to work on the project. I want you to design the project, right up to the presentation. -Which is when?

- One month. Can you do it, or do I have to give the project to someone else?

- Of course I'll do it.

- Perfect. How did it go otherwise? Good, I guess, for you to ask me for two more days?

- More than fine. Leave me now if you want your work back on time.

- Okay, I'll let you work, but I'm waiting for the details.

- We'll work out the details later.

She leaves my office and almost immediately my cell phone vibrates.

"Hello, beautiful. Did you replace my note?"

"Hello, handsome. I found it."

"So we're on for tonight?"

"More than good for tonight."

"Have a nice day, honey, see you tonight."

"Have a good day too."

This guy really is amazing. A slight tingle runs through the bite he left on my neck, which I covered with a scarf. When I saw her this morning. I was torn: on the one hand, it's gaudy, far too gaudy, and on the other, it's almost pretty, like a pattern being drawn.