Chapter 128
Chapter 128
Valencia’s POV
The scent of jasmine and spice thickened in the air, heady and overwhelming. It clung to my senses, a warm, intoxicating pull that settled deep in my chest.
I gritted my teeth, keeping a firm grip on Valencia’s trembling hand as we made our way down the emergency exit toward the parking lot. Her body burned against mine, her skin feverish beneath my palm.
“Why didn’t you take suppressors?” My voice was tight, a mix of frustration and concern as I held her upright.
She stumbled, and I barely caught her before she could collapse entirely.
“I–I thought my heat wouldn’t come until next week,” she whispered, her voice shaking, thick with something desperate.
Fuck.
How had I not noticed earlier? Her scent had already been stronger than usual today, but I had chalked it up to her freshly showered skin or maybe the excitement from our shopping trip. But no- it had been creeping up on us, getting thicker, heavier, until it was too late.
I should have realized sooner. I should have taken precautions.
We were lucky we had caught it before things got worse- before some other wolf caught her scent in this mixed territory of humans and supernatural creatures. If we had delayed even a little longer, it could have turned into a fucking disaster.
She groaned, her knees buckling beneath her.
“I–I can’t,” she gasped.
Tears welled in her glassy, whiskey–colored eyes, slipping down her flushed cheeks.
My gut twisted painfully.
At the same time, blood surged hot through my veins, straight to my cock.
Fuck.
I was an asshole. A complete fucking bastard for getting turned on at the sight of her in distress, but the primal part of me- the dragon, the beast- it responded to her need with raw, possessive hunger.
I wanted to take her apart right here in the parking lot. But I shook my head, snapping myself out of it.
I scooped her into my arms, one arm supporting her back while the other held her beneath her knees and the bag with Castor nestled inside.
“It’s okay. You’re okay,” I murmured against her temple, pressing a soft kiss there before carrying her the rest of the way. She trembled in my arms, her scent growing even more potent as her body struggled to regulate itself.
When we reached the limousine, I pulled the door open swiftly, setting her down inside before sliding in after her. The moment the door shut behind me, I pressed the button to close off the driver’s section, ensuring we had complete privacy.
The glass partition darkened, and with another flick of a switch, the windows tinted over completely, cloaking us in shadowy isolation.
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Valencia curled in on herself, lying on her side in the plush leather seat, her body shaking.
I exhaled, taking a moment to assess the situation.
She needed relief.
We still had at least a half–hour drive home. There was no way she’d make it that long. Not like this.
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1 set Castor’s carrier gently on the side, securing it where he wouldn’t be disturbed. Valencia hated having it out in the open when we were intimate- something about it made her uncomfortable.
Not that I understood it.
Castor could sense and feel emotions, but that didn’t mean he was logically aware of what was happening. He was younger than a newborn, still curled up in his egg, absorbing warmth and energy like any developing creature.
Still, I wouldn’t argue with her about it.
I unbuttoned my cuffs, rolling up my sleeves before loosening the collar of my shirt. The heat in the car had already begun to rise, and I didn’t need Valencia getting sick on top of everything else.
Reaching over, I tapped out a quick message to the driver. Get us home. Fast.
Valencia whimpered softly, shifting on the seat, her breathing ragged.
Het my pheromones bleed into the space between us, blanketing her in my scent.
She moaned the moment it hit her, her hand reaching out blindly, fingers curling around the fabric of my shirt as she pulled me down toward her.
I obeyed without hesitation, capturing her lips in a deep, claiming kiss.
She gasped into my mouth, her body arching beneath me as I devoured every sound she made, swallowing her moans with each stroke of my tongue.
Her scent was making me dizzy.
I slipped my hand beneath the hem of her dress, fingers tracing the warm fabric on her thigh before pressing against the soaked fabric between her legs.
She cursed, hips jerking against my touch. “Fuck, Dante, please hurry.”
I groaned, my lips twitching at the raw need in her voice.
Hearing her like this, knowing she was unraveling under my touch, desperate for me- it sent a thrill through me so intense it was almost unbearable.
The moment the car’s heating system reached a comfortable level, I pulled her leggings down and off, tossing them aside.
I shifted, positioning myself beneath her, guiding her to straddle my lap.
The warmth of her body seeped through my clothes, making my restraint snap thread by thread.
I found her mouth again, kissing her hungrily, fingers slipping between her thighs as I teased her with slow, torturous circles on her clit.
She whimpered, her hands fisting in my shirt.
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I bit down on the soft skin of her neck, drawing another gasp from her lips.
“More” she begged.
1 twisted us around in a heartbeat, pinning her beneath me.
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Her breath hitched as I pressed my hand over her mouth. “The windows aren’t soundproof, princess,” I murmured, voice husky.
Her eyes widened slightly before tears spilled over her lashes.
Beautiful.
She was fucking beautiful like this.
And I was going to lose my damn mind.
I reached down, unzipping my slacks, freeing myself from the unbearable constraint.
Before I could move, she startled me by sitting up suddenly, pushing me onto my back.
A slow, satisfied smirk curled on my lips.
She was taking control.
Thad seen glimpses of her taking charge before- during my rut, when my mind had been hazy with primal instinct. But now, seeing her like this, desperate and unrestrained, it fueled something dark and possessive inside me.
She shed her jacket, but instead of removing her dress, she tugged the hem between her teeth, holding it up as she positioned herself above me.
“Impatient, are we?” I teased, gripping her hips.
She didn’t even give me a chance to finish before sinking down onto me, taking me halfway before whimpering, releasing the fabric from her teeth.
“Fuck-” I groaned feeling the tight heat of her swallow me.
“P–please… Dante! Why aren’t you-”
I gritted my teeth, barely holding onto the last shred of my control.
“Don’t be hasty,” I rasped. “You’ll hurt yourself.”
She was already tight around me, and if she forced it too fast, she would hurt herself.
She sniffled, blinking up at me with glassy, pleading eyes.
Fuck.
I grasped her waist, setting a slow, deep rhythm, easing her into it.
She moaned, nails digging into my shoulders.
Iclenched my jaw as the pleasure built, my self–control slipping with every movement.
She tightened around me, gasping as she reached her peak, body trembling violently.
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Her face pressed into my neck, inhaling my scent, grounding herself in my presence.
Something in me stirred- a primal, insistent need.
Mark me.
I hadn’t meant to say it aloud. But I wasn’t going to take it back now.
I truly wanted her too.
She froze, but only for a second.
Then, with a trembling exhale and another pause, she bared her canines, sinking them into my skin.
A sharp, searing pain shot through me, followed by an overwhelming rush of heat and pleasure.
My vision blurred.
My body tensed.
Something felt… off.
A bad premonition settled over me like ice water.
Fuck
Oh no.
This was not happening.
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