Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 273

~ Josie ~

His hands remain gripped on my waist as he steps me backwards, until I hit the table. A bark snaps him temporarily out of his lustful haze before he moves to the door, opening it and clicking his fingers for Lobo to leave us.

As soon as the door is closed he turns to me, deep brown broody eyes meet sharp silvery grey.

He moves back…leaning into me, a coldness finding me as one of his hands moves off me to the table behind me. He reaches for my gun before pushing it aside.

“The safety is on.” I murmur under my breath, my eyes watching his neck as he leans across me. A neck with no mark…I feel my own mouth opening, wanting to taste his skin.

“Wouldn’t was a misfire.”

“A misfire?” I start to respond until the air is whooshed out of my lungs as he lifts me up. His hands gripping around my waist still, as he hoists me up on to the table.

He moves me at such a speed that before I realise what he has done, he has already parted my knees, moved in deeper towards my crotch.

His hands moving down to cup my upper bum cheeks. I could feel the heat pouring out of him, that leather and sandalwood scent cocooning me.

“I shouldn’t be here…” He states in a hushed tone as a hand reaches up, placing a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

“Then why are you?” I could feel my chest rising, it was becoming more difficult to breathe. The air around us restrictive.

“It seems….” He starts, his thumb moving across my jawline before resting upon my chin.

“It seems what?” I swallow hard, he had a way of making speech difficult whenever I’m in close proximity like this to him.

I can hear my own heart rate spiking, he must be able to hear it, to sense it. He is a powerful wolf, there can be no denying that.

He keeps his aura hidden, I’ve made that out already, something about him is elusive…maybe that is what excites me. He had a mysterious broodiness about him, leaving me wanting to find out more.

His thumb moves slowly across my lower lip, I let it pout out…before wetting my lips with my tongue to taste him. His eyes widen at my movement.