We Shouldn't - Halley's POV
We finally move away from the door to keep it from squeaking, but that doesn’t stop my heart from beating frantically. He presses his body into mine again. Every inch of him now radiates heat and dominance in a way I can’t resist.
“Sam,” I murmur, my lips brushing his in the softest of kisses, tasting him again. The world narrows to just us, just this moment. My hands cling to him.
“I can’t stop myself,” he moans into my mouth, his voice low and rough. “I shouldn’t be here, but I can’t stop from coming here to be with you.”
Neither of us moves away. The tension coils between us like a taut wire, and every instinct screams that we’re on the edge of crossing a line we can’t uncross. Not only that, but we might get caught doing this.
He sighs deeply against my lips. “Halley, I need you now.”
My wolf rumbles in my chest, shifting beneath my skin. Fangs descend, nicking my bottom lip. I close my eyes, letting the warmth of him wrap around me.
His lips trail down my jaw, teasing and brushing against my neck. A shiver runs through me. My fingertips shift, biting into his shoulders, trying to anchor myself to reality even as my mind doesn’t want to.
“Sam,” I whisper again, breathlessly. “We can’t. Not here. Reed can only keep my father occupied for so long and I won’t be able to hide your mark or scent.”
He presses closer. “I know, but I don’t care. You’re mine.”
With one swift motion, he reaches down on each side of me to grip my thighs. He hoists me up until my legs wrap around his waist.
“Sam…”
“Shut up, Hals. Kiss me.”
My mouth is on his in an instant as he carries me toward the middle of the room before throwing me back on the bed. He crawls up and over me, settling between my legs.
I gasp from the way he presses his body against mine again. With trembling hands, I reach around him, putting my hands under the back of his shirt and letting my nails claw his back. He shudders.
“Halley…” He kisses me again, this time hungrier. “I want you now.”
“Your heat,” I murmur against his lips between kisses.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll get us out of here once you’re mine.”
For once, I calm, and truly believe his words, though I probably shouldn’t. The feelings I have override any common sense. The only thing that matters is the press of his mouth against mine.
As he deepens the kiss, his tongue tangling with mine, his body grinds against mine rhythmically. I moan into his mouth, exciting him to move faster.
“Clothes,” he mumbles, his hands roaming over my waistband. “I want them off. It’s time for us to claim… each other..”
My cheeks heat as I think about being naked around him. “But…”
“Don’t worry. I’m your mate and you have always been beautiful to me.”
“Sam, this is fast…” I mention, then laugh at myself.
Wolves always work fast.
He shoves his right hand beneath the waistband of my shorts, rubbing my hip through my underwear. “I need more of you.”
When I still beneath him, he sits back on his knees, his hands going to the bottom of his teeth shirt, which he pulls over his head in one motion, throwing it somewhere in the room. He watches me with the eyes of a predator, waiting for me to do the same.
I sit up a little, shedding the t-shirt and tossing it away, leaving only my bra.
He’s on me in an instant, his hands roaming over my bare stomach. When he groans, I’m certain I’m going to lose my mind.
His hand moves between us and I almost think he’s trying to undo my shorts, but I quickly realize he’s working on shoving his down.
“Sam, what if we get caught?”
“We’re not,” he murmurs, frantically kissing me.
“Sam, what if I’m not ready for you to complete this?” I ask, just as he frees himself.
He pauses above me. “Aren’t you? Isn’t this what you’ve wanted? I thought… I mean… I’ve wanted you too.”
“Of course I want you,” I whisper. “It’s been this way for ten years.”
“That’s all I need, baby,” he leans down, his lips finding mine again, slower this time.
Sam moves across my jaw as he settles over me. “I want those shorts gone right after I mark you. It’s time.”
My hands rest on each side of my waistband, ready to push them down as soon as he marks me. His lips are on my throat, moving up and down until he finds the spot under my ear. I start wiggling, lifting my backside as I start taking my shorts off.
He’s already lining himself up, preparing to make me his fully as soon as I kick them free and his fangs drag across my throat.
And then, the sound of footsteps makes me jump. Our bodies freeze instantly.
“No…” he says, his voice quiet.
I look at the door in horror as I realize it’s not even locked.
The door swings open and my father walks in with Reed right behind him, trying to keep him away. His eyes are wide, his mouth tightening into a thin line as he takes in the scene.
Sam retracts his fangs and turns to look over his shoulder at him with a snarl.
“What…. Have you done?”
Reed looks and realizes how we are practically naked. “Oh my gosh. What did you do to my sister?”
“Father—” I start, but he cuts me off with a wave of his hand.
“This is unacceptable! Do you even understand what you’ve done? You have both put yourself in danger, and for what? Foolish desires that would have been easily stopped once you were both mated?” He asks, then he looks at Sam. “Get off my daughter.”
“She’s not decent,” he snaps. “My mate.”
My father blinks rapidly. “She’s your…”
His eyes widen as he realizes exactly what we are. “Fated mates. I should have known. This can’t continue and you know why. I will fix this, Halley. This… I can’t lose my daughter.”
“What—Father—” I try again as panic nearly chokes me, but he silences me with one look.
“I’m going to pick out someone for you to marry and we are going to forget this entire thing. This is the only way,” he says as tears flood his eyes, and down his cheeks. “Sam, as for you, I suggest you marry Lauren when you’re supposed to.”
“Yes, sir,” he murmurs, still not looking down at me.
“I will find someone… they will be nearby and this will create an alliance that benefits everyone,” he says, nearly choking on his words from rage.
My heart stops. “No, please. You can’t do this to me.”
“Yes, I can, and I will. This all ends now and you will forget him. I’ll make sure you are mated as soon as possible, so you won’t crave him anymore,” he says, his words final.
Sam growls low in his throat, catching my father’s attention.
“This is for your own good. If those alphas ever figure this out, you’ll be dead and I can’t let them do that to you,” he says, biting out the words. “I won’t lose you both.”
I nod, trembling, though every fiber of my being wants to defy him.