Seduction (The Journal of the Wolves of Spruce Hollow) (12 page)

“Aspen…”

“No, you’re nothing but a cruel, heartless liar Roan and I hate you!” I said as I thumped on his chest as another burst of heat threatened to reduce the blood in my veins to ash.

“Ahh, I see you’ve found that spirited moral fiber, that I love so much. Apparently I didn’t give you enough,” he said as he sat me back down, pushed me backwards onto the bed and got another needle from the rucksack on the floor.
 

“After this wears off and the change is finally complete, you and I are going to sit down and have a very long and serious conversation, little girl.”
 

I tried to swat at him with my leaden arms as he turned me over and shoved me into the bed, face first, with his knee at my back. I was helpless as he shoved my panties aside and he stabbed me in the ass with the needle. “Where the heck did my pants go and who took them off?” I grunted as my bones turned to rubber under Roan’s newest assault.
 

He turned me over and flashed a bright light in my eyes. “There we go, that’s a good girl. You’re nice and relaxed now, aren’t you?” he chuckled softly as he got off the bed, slung me over his shoulder and carried me into his room.

Chapter 15

~Aspen~

Pulling back the covers, Roan set me down gently on top of his bed. The sheets felt soft against my skin. I looked up at him and watched intently as he started unbuttoning his shirt and discarded it carelessly on the floor. His chest was heavily muscled and the muscles in his abdomen rippled as he bent over and untied his boots. Powerless to stop him or do anything about it, I decided to throw myself fully into enjoying the show.
 

I watched him with intense interest, as he got undressed, my bones liquid and warm as I lay tangled in his sheets. Through the drug induced haze, one thought kept resonating in my head as I watched him unbutton his jeans.
 

Roan’s body was perfect
and he was the sexiest man that I’d ever laid eyes on.

“Oh my god, what was I saying? What the heck was in that needle anyway?”
I turned my head away from him, trying to shake my head to clear the traitorous thoughts that clamored for validation.

No, no, no, things weren’t supposed to be happening like this. Not with me nearly naked in Roan’s bed and about to blood bond, whatever that was. But I suspected from the current state of our respective undress, that it involved touching one another, or possibly even sex.
 

Tears sprang up in my eyes, I didn’t want Roan to touch me. I hated him.
Didn’t I?
He’d devastated and destroyed me so completely before he’d left Spruce Hollow. He’d used me and toyed with my emotions, all while having another girlfriend.

“No, please Roan,” I whimpered as he pulled my panties down my legs and flung them onto the floor. They landed into a pile with his jeans and shirt.
 

“Things are not the way you seem to think they are, Aspen. I know I hurt you and you’ve been angry with me for a really long time and I’m truly sorry for that,” Roan said as he laid down on the bed and pulled me closer to him. “We will sit down later and talk about it. That is something I should have done with you a long time ago because it probably would have made things a lot easier between us. I’m truly sorry for that. I will explain everything to you, I promise. But right now, we have to blood bond, so I need you to cooperate with me because I really, really don’t want to force you. But if you refuse to be cooperative, rest assured, I will absolutely have no qualms about forcibly bonding with you.”
 

I hated having Roan so close to me, our naked bodies touching and his hands softly running up and down my back. I was angry, damn it! I was furious!
Right?
My mind was screaming at me, hurling reminders of what he’d done to me but my traitorous body was humming with his nearness.
 

Roan pulled me into his naked chest and hitched my leg up over his hip. We were both facing one another and completely naked, except for the t-shirt I still had on. He was touching me again and I shivered as his big hands cupped my ass and pulled me into him until there was no space left between us. It was skin on skin.

My face was in the crook of his bare neck and some foreign instinct compelled me to sniff him. I gave him a cursory sniff and he smelled unexplainably good. So, I inhaled again. This time deeply, inhaling him into my lungs, and was hit with an unexpected surge of primal lust as his scent hit me.

 
Roan scent pooled deep in my belly. He smelled like all of my favorite scents melted down to their most basic components. He smelled clean, like snow and the ocean wind and I was overcome by confusing urges that I had never felt towards him before. I wanted to eat him. Literally. I wanted to bite and lick and suck on him. I wanted to swim in his scent and to rub my body against his and coat myself in it.
 

“You like that, do you? Do I smell good to you, little girl?”

 
I couldn’t even force out a response. Smelling him had awakened something primal inside of me. It was like a key sliding home into a lock. Unable to control myself, or trust myself to speak for fear of saying something inappropriate, I grumbled appreciatively deep in my chest and Roan laughed.

“You smell like the forest after it rains,” he said as he inhaled deeply.

My head fell back, exposing my throat to him as he ran his tongue from my collarbone to my ear. I trembled from head to toe as he leaned in closer and sniffed me.
 

But I wasn’t close enough.

Oh God, I wanted and needed to be closer to him and his compelling scent. I pressed myself firmly against his hard body and I sniffed him again.

Heaven!
 

I inhaled deeper and Roan’s scent wrapped itself around me like a second skin. It was darkly erotic and made me feel like ripping my t-shirt off and shoving my nipples in his mouth.
 

The intoxicating smell wove itself around me and did sinister things to my body. It quickly reestablished the connection I’d felt with Roan before he’d left Spruce Hollow. And suddenly, it was as if five years hadn’t passed between us at all and we were back in this very same room on the night of Sorcha’s New Years Eve party, five years earlier.
 

“What are you doing to me?” I said breathlessly as I bit my bottom and gazed into his lust darkened eyes.

“Aren’t pheromones a bitch? You’ve smelled like walking sex to me since you were a teenager, Aspen.”
 

My brain was screaming for me to pay attention, it was trying to warn me that Roan was saying something very important in that statement. I tried to hold onto it but the thought was lost as he rolled me over onto my back and straddled me. I could feel him down my entire length as he leaned down and put his forearms on either side of my head while pressing his naked chest against me.

But it wasn’t enough. We weren’t close enough. So, I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him closer. His head dipped down and his lips slanted over mine in a soul possessing kiss as his tongue gently probed my mouth.
 

But it still didn’t satisfy the hunger that was rapidly multiplying in my veins.
 

I was growling with need for him

Growling
? My bothersome subconscious told me that I should
really
pay attention to that, as growling wasn’t a sound I normally made. But all I could concentrate on right now was how much I wanted Roan as our hands roamed and gently touched one another.
 

God, how I wanted him.
All of him. I began to whimper with need and desperation at the thought of the two of us having sex.
Oh god.
I wanted that.
Badly.
I needed him poured so deep inside me that we were no longer two separate entities.

The overpowering sexual need was in control right now, not me. Good thing that something was in control of my actions because it certainly wasn’t my scrambled, pheromone addled brain.

“It’s okay little girl, relax your body. Don’t let your senses overwhelm you. Mating for the first time is always overwhelming with heightened senses.”

I could barely hear him as the need for sex roared in my ears. Running my fingers through his hair turned to tugging, while tracing my fingers down his muscled back morphed into scraping my nails down his torso. I needed him inside me and I could not lay there and wait patiently for it, it was torture to have him so close but not filling me.
 

“Please, Roan. I need you,” I begged openly, “Please, I’ll be a good girl for you, Roan. I promise.”
 

He seemed to like this new, compliant and ready to please version of me and he smiled down at me as I tried to pull him into me.
 

“Oh, I know you’ll be a good girl for me. Because now I have something that you want.
Badly
.“ he said as he pulled away and shot me a wicked grin.

 
Frustrated and filled with need, I roughly bit his nipples, then licked his chest and shoulders.
 

“Ouch, jesus that hurts Aspen, be careful, your teeth are out.”
 

What was he talking about? Of course my teeth were out, I was biting him with them.
 

Irritated and growling, I started clawing and biting him. He was not giving me what I frantically needed.
 

“Oww, you little bitch,“ he said as I bit down sharply on his shoulder and drew blood.
 

Grabbing me firmly by the throat, Roan shoved me back and pinned me to the bed. “Do you want it rough and dirty, little girl, is that how you need me to give it to you?” he said, his voice threatening and black with eroticism.

Chapter 16

~Aspen~

I was an animal filled with need, I couldn’t even form a coherent response in my brain as Roan jerked my hands above my head and held me down. He leaned down and bit my right breast roughly, right through my t-shirt.
 

He was growling back at me, just like I had done to him. His eyes were black depths of need, as he let go of my hands, and got off me. He yanked me down towards the end of the bed.

“Nooo,” I complained as he got off the bed and pulled my ass towards him. He pulled my knees apart and spread my legs so wide that it was nearly uncomfortable.
 

“I want to taste you first, all of you, and you’re going to lay there patiently, like a good little girl, and wait until I’ve had enough,” he said as he crouched and knelt between my legs like a man at an altar.

“Oh god, yes. Please, yes,” I said, my speech garbled and nearly unintelligible as he began inhaling my scent and running his mouth gently over my sex.
 

Growling his approval in his chest, he spread my pussy wide and licked my entire wet slit, in one smooth motion and I could feel my core tightening already, anticipating the release that was sure to come.

Roan seemed to sense it and he was pleased. “You’re going to come quite easily for me, aren’t you, baby?”
 

I couldn’t even answer him, my mind racing and filled with the sensation of his mouth on my pussy. A soft moan escaped my lips as he pulled his mouth away but I was not to be disappointed long and my hips jerked upwards as he licked his fingers and slowly pushed them inside my wetness. I was a virgin and felt a fullness bordering on uncomfortable as Roan gently pushed and pulled his fingers back and forth inside my slick pussy while his thumb drew lazy circles around my clit.

He drove me right to the brink and then stopped, without letting me fall over the edge into oblivion. The way he read my body, it was as though we were connected in some intimately cosmic way.

Roan liked to tease and kept me coiled tightly, and soon my body was begging for release but he refused to let me tumble over the edge.

It was sweet torture.
 

He pulled his fingers out, then teased me with his tongue on my clit until I felt like I was going to explode with his mouth on me. But he pulled away before I could come. It was frustrating to be kept wanting with the ultimate pleasure just beyond my reach.

I lay on the bed, my body tight and ready to explode when Roan climbed back onto the bed and unfolded his hard, muscular body on top of mine. He kissed me firmly on the mouth.

“This is what you taste like, little girl,” he said as he kissed me.
 

It was the dirtiest thing anyone had ever said to me and as he plunged his tongue, coated with my wetness, into my mouth, I knew that no man would ever be able to get inside my head and satisfy my darkest, innermost desires like he could.
 

The sexual need that coursed through my body was so intense, it felt almost painful. I started panting heavily for him as Roan pulled back and kneeled down on the bed. Desperate for more, I looked down between my legs, my eyes hooded with desire, and saw Roan holding his impressive erection in his fist. It was the first time I’d ever seen his cock and it was much bigger than I’d ever dreamed it would be. It was large and fully erect with a throbbing head and glistening bead of moisture at the tip.