The cold breezes were freezing my bones to the core.
Thanks to the thick warm clothes Genelia offered me, or I might have been covered in ice bricks.
Fiarra suggested taking Jacob’s jeep for easier riding between the valleys, and everyone agreed except Jacob.
Obviously, his primary concern was me; he doesn't like me, and I don’t like him either.
Anyways, Alaric gave his jeep to us, and we left early in the morning.
The dawn was beautiful, and I couldn't stop myself from gazing at the beauty of forest life.
It was a lifetime experience for me.
It was completely different from what I imagined because when Fiarra mentioned living in a wolves’ pack, my mind wandered to caves and wild open areas.
But these werewolves are more civilized than humans.
They have constructed houses, bridges, local shops, schools, and hospitals, just like a small town.
“What are you looking at; found something better than me?” Fiarra asked in a subtle tone.
“Are you jealous?” I asked.
“Yes, I don’t want you to look away from me,” she complained while driving.
I chuckled and turned my head toward her.
“You always have my eyes on you, but I want you to keep your eyes on the road; I don’t want to die in an accident, that would be pitiful.”
“Now you think that I’m a bad driver?” she fumed in irritation.
“I am just joking, relax,” I said to calm her.
“Anyways, we are here,” she said as she parked the car in the hotel’s parking lot.
My eyes widened in shock when I saw a hotel in the middle of the woods.
“This is amazing, having a hotel in the jungle,” I said.
“Our world is the same as the human world, except we don’t break rules, and that’s why I know you’ll get along with us,” Fiarra replied.
I took our bags and walked toward the receptionist.
It felt like a dreadful journey from the parking lot to the reception.
Fiarra packed her stuff in three huge bags like we were moving in permanently.
Fiarra got the keys, and a butler grabbed the bags from my hands.
I was relieved for a moment, but when I saw how easily he lifted the bags and tossed them over his shoulders, I felt embarrassed.
I guess I need to work out a lot more.
We reached our hotel room, and my eyes popped in fascination.
This place was above a five-star hotel.
“This must be expensive; how did you manage to afford it?” I asked Fiarra, who was changing her clothes in front of me.
In one swift move, she threw her bra at me, revealing a completely different side of her.
“What?” she said, acting like it was normal.
I quickly put her clothes aside and turned my back.
“Tell me when you’re done changing,” I said, but I was blushing.
“Are you feeling shy? Come on, you can’t be serious.”
“It’s not normal for a woman to throw her undergarments at me,” I replied.
She burst into laughter and walked toward me.
“Come, let’s have a bath together,” she whispered seductively in my ear, and I felt a twitch in my pants.
This woman will be the reason for my death.
I couldn't control myself, and it felt like something else was taking over me.
I turned and grabbed Fiarra, closing the distance between us.
I stared deeply into her eyes when I noticed my vision turning black.
Was that my wolf?
“Onyx,” she whispered in shock, then trailed her nails across my back.
The desire grew stronger with every passing second, and I knew I wouldn't resist it.
I grabbed her round, soft ass and squeezed it, and she liked it.
She was the one who kissed me first, and I loved the way she tried to dominate me.
But wait, little kitten, I might be a virgin, but I know how to please a girl.
I pulled her closer by her hair and deepened the kiss as needed.
Her thick tongue slid into my mouth, and she moaned deeply.
My hands roamed over her tiny waist and then up her curvy figure.
We broke the kiss to gasp for air and then continued.
I pulled her into my lap and threw her onto the bed like a doll.
In a second, I removed my clothes and climbed over her.
Kissing her neck, I heard her moaning my name.
“Onyx, it’s getting intense,” she moaned.
Those words gave me the boost I needed.
As I moved down her body, I kissed her navel and watched her shiver under my touch.
She was sensitive and ready for me.
Her core was wet for me, and I couldn't suppress the urge to claim her.
At first, it was difficult, and she screamed in pain, but she cooperated.
On the second attempt, I was inside her.
I grunted in pain as something tore at the head of my manhood.
But the pain quickly turned into waves of pleasure.
It felt good—really, really good.
She moaned my name while I kissed her neck and moved inside her.
Goosebumps rose across her skin, and I knew she was in ecstasy.
Soon, I felt the pleasure building too fast, and I knew I would release any moment.
I grunted and stopped moving as I released inside her.
She moaned through her climax.
Something in my head told me to reach for her neck, and I followed the voice.
I grabbed her arm and pulled her closer.
I sank my sharp canines into her delicate skin until they were deep in her flesh.
She screamed and moaned at the same time.
When I pulled away, I saw what I had done.
I marked her as mine.
I pulled out and laid beside her, spooning her under me.
