TREY
I want her!
My wolf spoke to me for the first time in my life, all because of a woman, Davina. Her waist was her dangerous ace move, passionately rocking her body against my growing bulge in my trousers. I couldn't care less about the music and the buzz in the air, never have I experienced this wild wave of arousal in my life.
Who was this lady who could make my wolf helplessly restless? I've been with several women, but none of them sparked this kind of domineering craving and wild sparks coursing through every fiber of my body.
I must have her, I must have her!
My wolf kept ringing in my ears, even if I have to battle the hordes of hell, I'm not letting her slip from me tonight. I closed the gap between us completely while she threw her hands in the air. My right hand immediately migrated from her waist, moving to her belly and slowly trailing upwards while I breathed down on her neck. And boy, her jasmine scent was a killer, flooding my senses with a tidal rush of dopamine.
My fangs bared, subtly grazing her neck, and as loud as the music was, it wasn't enough to cloud the sharp moan that escaped her. Her hands latched to the back of my hair, gripping with force.
"I shouldn't be doing this…" she whispered.
"I don't know how to let you go, Davina…" My right hand grabbed her bosom. If only I could rip this dress off and enjoy the euphoria of her warmth. Her heartbeat spiked, her breath lost its rhythm, but more than ever, she whined her tempting backside harder against my bulge, and her force on my hair intensified. "Especially when you touch me like that."
"D-don't stop…"
My grip tightened on her bosom, my left hand instantly grabbed her neck, tight yet gentle enough not to let my claws rip into her skin. She lost the rhythm of her dancing, her heart was racing like a brakeless sports car, and my tongue spared no mercy, ravishing the side of her neck all the way to her ear.
"Harder…" she moaned, almost ripping my hair out, "Go harder!"
Claim her!
My wolf demanded, almost forcing me to bury my fangs into her neck. Why did I feel the sudden urge to mark her?
I took my hand off her neck and went for the hem of her gown instead. I lifted it enough for my hand to slip through into the warmth of her thighs. My breath failed me as tingles mercilessly spiraled across my entire body.
Claim her, you bastard!
She parted her legs so I could freely slide my hand across her thigh as smoothly as silk.
"You're wet…" I whispered in her ear with a dark smile as her juice flowed to my fingertip. "The fun doesn't have to stop here, Davina."
She turned to me over her shoulder, and all I could see was beautiful hazel eyes clouded with the hungriest shade of lust and innocence intertwined. I took my hand off her bosom and held her chin so she wouldn't even entertain the thought of turning away.
"I-I belong to someone—"
I shushed her with my index finger before leaning in to claim her lips. She moaned, eagerly joining me in the tussle for power over each other's tongue, but I pulled away sharply, and my smile deepened, seeing the disappointment paint her face.
That's the art of sweet temptation.
"He doesn't have to know, Davina. Secrets taste sweeter when they're forbidden."
She nodded like a child yearning for candy, and that's all I needed to know that I've found my prey for the night.
Then came the annoying sound of my alarm. I refused to yield to it, keeping my eyes shut, hoping it would stay quiet after a while, but it didn't.
"Fuck!" I lazily stretched my left hand towards the alarm set on the drawer. It wouldn't turn off, and without thinking, I smashed it with my fist.
"Now that's better…" I said to myself and returned my hand to curl around Davina's waist, but I was rewarded with the feel of my bed instead.
My eyes jolted awake, scanning my king-size bed, but she was nowhere to be found. Where is Davina? Perhaps she was in the bathroom. I smiled to myself and shut my eyes again.
Get up! Davina is gone!
I shrugged on my bed. She's in the bathroom; she'll be out soon.
Get up! Get up!
"Oh, for fuck's sake! Get out of my head!!" I yelled into my pillow.
Davina is gone, you fool!
I grudgingly sat up.
"Davina…" I lazily called, staring at my bathroom door. "Davina…" I called again, but there was no response.
I told you she's gone. Why did you let her go?
Since when did my wolf start caring about the women I sleep with? I left my bed naked and headed into the bathroom, but it was empty. Her scent wasn't even there, nor were there signs that it had been used.
Why did you let her go, Trey?
"Oh, shut up!" I blared, scanning my hotel room for her things, but they were all gone as if she wasn't here in the first place.
Did she leave truly? Last night was thrilling; she could have at least waited. I would have treated her to a meal. I stared at my ceiling-to-floor window on the right, flaunting the beautiful view of the city, and a smile graced my lips. About last night, that's where we fucked: I pinned her against the window while her screams filled the room like the perfect melody.
"Oh well," I was about to head into the shower, but then my eyes caught something on the floor: Her tiny diamond tennis bracelet.
I picked it up, and memories of last night came flooding again. Perhaps I should keep this one. I'll never see her again, but at least whenever I look at this bracelet, it will remind me of one of the best nights I've ever had in my life.
I was about to stand up, but my wolf suddenly seized control of my legs. I couldn't move.
Why did you let her go, Trey?!
This time, his voice was aggressive.
I want her! She's mine!
I yelled my lungs out as a strong migraine tormented my head. My blood was boiling like a brimstone fire had been lit in me. My bones snapped slowly, yet in the most torturous fashion possible, the bracelet fell from my hand, and my claws started to grow from my fingertips. I was losing to my wolf.
I mustn't! My curse! It's dangerous for every breathing person in this hotel.
Find her for me, Trey! Find her, or else I'll make sure you lose yourself forever to your curse!