Chapter 95
As my back hits the wall, he’s already all around me, caging me in as his hands press against the wall on either side of my head.
Already, my heart begins to pound in my chest at how close we are, the limited space between us. Though he’s not touching me, I swear I can feel him all over me. I stare up at him, wide eyed as my head grows dizzy from his scent.
My heart only seems to pick up speed, now hammering away. It has never felt like this before – Kane’s nearness has never caused this intense of a reaction from me. I can feel my hands tingling as if wanting to touch him.
Even if he does look pissed. Although, some of his anger does seem to slightly wear off. I can hear the quick beat of his own heart in my ears.
I need to get a hold of myself, but it’s difficult. Suddenly, I’m struck with the memory of Dr. Borsheim’s words, recalling how he mentioned I might experience some new, intense reactions. This definitely seerns to qualify.
“Let’s get something straight,” Kane says, his breath brushing against my lips.
“Bianca and I are not fucking,” he says pointedly, surprising me. My lips part as I take in this new discovery. “And you will not be fucking any other wolf. Is that clear?”
It takes me a moment to respond, likely because I’m still trying to get my head on straight. When I don’t say anything, there’s a low rumble in Kane’s throat that causes my stomach to trip over itself.
“Yes,” I finally manage.
“Good,” Kane says then, peeling himself away as he takes a step back. The brush of cool air seems to do both of us some good. He nods to me. “Go get some sleep.”
This time, I decide to take his advice, still sensing how sensitive my body is as his scent stays in my nose.
Rest. I just need some rest.
Kane’s POV
I watch as Evelyn leaves, groaning to myself as the door falls shut behind her.
This woman is so fucking frustrating. I swear she gets a thrill from pressing my buttons and she somehow always seems to know exactly where to press.
She loves to rile me up, get under my skin. She seems determined to drive me insane.
Not to mention the quickness of her breath when I had her backed up against the wall. The way her heart was racing, the small part in her lips. It was stupidly tempting to lean another inch closer, which would have been a mistake.
Or merely biological. The mating bond loves to rear its ugly head at the worst moments, which only pisses me off
more.
More aggravated than ever, I turn to the weights that I had set out for myself before Evelyn had interrupted. I figure it would be good to blow off some more steam before calling it a night. Between Evelyn being a pain in my ass and everything with the rogue wolves, it will likely do me some good.
I spend the next hour in the gym by myself, pushing myself harder than I have in a long time. Maybe even a little too hard. By the time I’m done, I’m exhausted and my head feels a little clearer.
I head back to my room and immediately go to take a shower. The hot water is another nice reprieve and
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distraction from all the bullshit filling my head. By the time I step out of the shower, I’m feeling better.
I keep my towel around my waist as I head back into my toom, but I barely make it through the doorway before I stop. Bianca is waiting for me, bundled up in a coat as she gives me a sultry smile.
“Hi there, handsome,” she offers.
“What are you doing here?” I ask her.
“I came to see you,” she replies, trying to seem coy. “I figured it had…been a while.”
There’s no misinterpreting the insinuation in her words, but that doesn’t mean I have to humor them. I shake my head, ready to wave her off.
However, Bianca then opens her coat, catching me off guard as she reveals she’s in only a set of red lace lingerie underneath. She seems to take my stunned silence as a good thing, causing her to smirk.
“Come on, Kane,” she tries. “I know you like me best when I’m in red.”
There was a time when that was probably true, but it seemed faraway, distant. In fact, it felt like a whole other lifetime now. Seeing Bianca standing in her bra and panties now…it doesn’t nearly have the same effect.
It has no effect at all.
“Bianca, I don’t have time for this,” I tell her, beginning to walk across the room to my closet. However, just as I pass the bed, Bianca approaches me and shoves me down onto it.
She clicks her tongue. “Kane, I’m tired of this silly little game – the back and forth,” she tells me as she drops the coat to the floor. She then reaches to my lap, undoing my towel and letting it fall open so I’m completely naked to her.
Instantly, she smiles. “I want you,” she states as she quickly climbs onto my lap.
“Bianca,” I warn.
However, she’s already grinding herself over me, whining as I try to pull away. “Don’t try to act like you don’t want it,” she tries, slightly desperation mixing into her tone. “Come on. Fuck me just like you used to.”
“Bianca, we’re not doing this,” I tell her, not at all aroused by her efforts. “Get off of me or -”
Suddenly, my entire body grows rigid as I shudder, practically convulse. A scent slams into my nose, feeling like it’s coursing through my veins as every inch of me feels like it’s suddenly been electrified.
Again, I shudder, releasing a low rumble from my throat.
That scent…it’s mouthwatering, heavenly. It takes mere seconds to drive me absolutely wild and all I can do is pant as my cock immediately grows hard.
But the scent is not from Bianca. It’s from somewhere else. Someone else.
It’s fucking delicious, and I need to find it.
