Chapter 15 Fourteen

Chapter 15 Fourteen
Chapter Fourteen

Quillon
My wolf growled inside me as I watched Soleil. Her being beneath me like this makes my pulse beat ten times faster.
The imagination I had doesn't compare with how she looks right now.
Her eyes were wide, but I could see the glimmer of arousal in them. The way her lips parted was just like how I envisioned it, but when she bit her lower lip, I had to groan.
"What are you doing?" She asks in a whisper, and her usual lively voice sounds sultry and seductive.
She doesn't know how the sound stirred my cock into stiffness.
"You asked what I imagine when I'm thinking of you..." I said, crawling my eyes down to her pulsing neck, her heaving chest. "This is how I see you in my head, Soleil."
When I felt her hands weaken, I let it go, and it stayed on her head.
I kneeled, straightening my spine, to have a good look of her.
She looked so helpless beneath me, and it's killing me for real.
I'm losing control, I know I was.
"This. Your body under me," I said in a low voice. I trailed my fingers on her neck. "Your pulse beating so fast like this. Like you're as aroused as me."
She gasped, but her eyes didn't leave mine.
"I-I'm not aroused--"
Her words were cut as I travelled my fingers down from her neck and trailed a line to the middle of her breasts.
I literally lost myself in the haze of my own arousal.
"Quillon..."
"That's how you also called my name in my head, Soleil."
Only it was better now than how my head made the sound.
"Stop..."
I groaned.
I haven't imagined her saying that word in a moan, but damn, that sounded perfect.
"You want to know why I don't want you to sit down when I'm standing even behind you?"
I leaned close, planting my palms on both her sides. Already missing the way her warmth coated my fingers.
"N-No..."
Her voice doesn't mirror her words, as she didn't finish.
Our eyes gazed at each other, and hers glimmered with curiosity.
"Because I can't stop imagining you on your knees, and my cock wrapped with your lips."
She hissed sharply, and her legs tightened together. Her eyes closed slowly, fluttering.
The arousal she emitted coiled around me like a vice. I wanted more of it, I wanted to taste it, to devour her.
"No matter if your back is the one facing me, I couldn't help it." I continued to confess. And fuck if I know why I can't stop talking about what my mind was playing.
"You magnetize me, Soleil."
She opened her eyes and I fought the urge to claim her plump lips with all my might.
Her body trembled below me as she averted her eyes elsewhere.
I know she feels it, too. The pull between us, the arousal threatening to burst, and I fucking enjoyed seeing her like this.
Just like how I am.
Being this close decreases the power of the concealed mate bond. Was what I thought.
Before I hovered over her, I had been losing control. My body was shaking, my thoughts swarmed with taking her, of claiming her.
Now, the urges I had are gone better than when I relieved myself.
And I haven't even got to kiss her.
My hand cupped her jaw, forcing her face to look at me.
"Keep your eyes on me, Soleil. Just like that," I leaned my head, my nose touched her cheek and inhaled her scent. "Now you know what my thoughts of you were," I whispered, my warm breath brushing on the shell of her ears.
I was right. The sexual urges punishing me for distancing from my mate has subside. It's not gone, but it's comfortable.
Just being this close and holding her like this helped a ton.
Soleil moaned then grunted, snapping out of it.
Her palms pushed on my chest with her werewolf strength and though it's not enough, I let her push me.
I straightened, still kneeling with her legs trapped between my legs.
She scurried backward and stood. Her eyes never left mine, looking at me like she wanted to claw my eyes out. Her face was beet red, and I know it's not from anger.
Far from it.
"You don't have to show me, pervert!" She yelled, hastily wiping some grass off her arms.
I was still on my knees in front of her, chuckling as I shook my head and started standing as well.
"Well, you asked," I said in a calm voice, meeting her angered eyes again.
"You could have just used your words, not pin me on the ground and do...whatever you did!"
I smirked.
"I guess words weren't enough then."
Her nostrils flared and I caught the scent of her arousal mixed with the air.
Damn, it smells so fucking good.
I hid how her scent affects me with a coy smirk.

Soleil
I couldn't believe him! How could he act like this, as if what he did wasn't disturbing?
I'm disturbed, alright. But him? He was this cold, aloof, irritatingly unfriendly man and now he's showing this new side of himself?
He's fucking confusing!
I can't believe what he did, but above all that, what I felt about it was more shocking!
Yes, Quillon was hot, a total hunk. I might have caught myself gawking at him or his body any second I get.
But now?
Now, I'm soaking wet.
My core pulsates between my legs and it was distracting, it was...an entirely new experience.
"Now that you know..." He paused, his eyes studying mine. And that fucking annoying smirk like he knew my undies were drowning.
Fuck him.
"I don't want to talk about it!" I snapped. "Don't say another word about your--your weird thoughts of me again."
His smirk widened, enjoying how my cheeks flushed.
Argh!
"Oh, now you don't want to talk about that, huh?"
He took a step forward and I stepped back twice.
"Don't come closer, Quillon. I swear, I'll fucking claw your eye out." I sneered.
If he did come close, I'm not sure if he would smell my gushing arousal.
Fuck, maybe he already did.
Shame coiled around me from the thought but I remained with a blank expression. I couldn't help but remove the way my cheeks blushed, though.
He raised his palms, as if surrendering but the smirk on his lips became a huge grin.
"Easy. I'll stop talking about it." His eyes intentionally raked my body. Slowly travelling every curve of my body. The way his eyes hooded was so sexy, my thighs clenched on their own, trying to ease the throbbing between them.
I cleared my throat and he looked at my eyes again.
"And stop thinking about me when you pleasure yourself, pervert."
"Now, that's something I can't promise."
My jaw dropped.
"Are you fucking serious?"
"Very." He smirked again.
I stomped my feet on the ground and groaned my frustrations loudly.
"Freak!"
His laughter echoed around us and that's it. I gave him the finger and he laughed harder.
I turned around and walked away, leaving him alone and laughing by the river.
Fucking pervert. Fucking freak!
I continued cursing him on my head until I reached the clearing and found Katerina and Shade fixing the table.
There were four plates and grilled fish and potatoes and I already knew they had invited me to eat with them.
"Perfect timing!" Kat cheered and gestured for me to come close.
I could hear Quillon's footstep behind me and I walked faster so I could sit beside Kat instead of him.
"Let's eat!" Kat was full of enthusiasm as we ate and she's the only one without a dark cloud on top of her head.
Shade was quiet. I'm fuming mad but keeping it in.
And Quillon was in such a good mood throughout dinner.
Great.