attachment.
“Thanks.”
She wanted to know more but it seemed wrong to press the bear of a man who seemed now to be so fragile despite his enormity. Instead, she rose to her feet and walked over to him. He turned to her, sensing her form behind him.
She put a hand on his hot chest and felt him breathe deeply under her touch. He reached out and took her wrist, pulling her hand away from him , as he’d done with the young woman in the pub but with more gentleness. Kyla stared into his eyes, refusing to allow him to reject her.
Maddox’s grip was firm and even a little rough as he held her arm out to the side. She knew that he was struggling internally, fighting his bear ’s protective instincts. She knew in this moment that he wanted her and was terrified at once, and with her free hand she reached out and touched him again, her palm flat over his heart.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” she said.
Slowly, Maddox lowered her arm to her side and pinned it there.
“I know,” he said.
Kyla slid her other hand up and around his neck, and let her arm envelop him in a hug, pulling him in towards her body. Maddox gave in then and let both his arms ensnare her form, wrapping themselves full around her, encasing her in heat and flesh.
She wondered how long it had been since someone had hugged him.
Six
Kyla felt the heat from M addox radiate into her own body. She was normally a warm creature herself, but continued to be blown away by the intensity of his constant temperature.
She held him, allowing herself to think, to feel, to release her sympathy for his torment at losing a sister as he had, and for his loneliness.
“I want him,” she thought. “But not like this.”
When they released one another, she took his hand and led him to the sleeping bag, where they laid down next to one another. Kyla tucked her head into his chest and allowed a finger to caress his arm again.
“You’re a funny girl,” he said, putting a hand on her waist.
“Am I?”
“In some ways, yeah. I mean, aside from the shifting into a giant wolf thing, even. You’re not like other girls I know. You really are confident and shy at the same time.”
“Comes from being the odd one out when I was younger, I guess. I learned to like myself because the other kids mocked me for my weight, and then when I got older they were terrified of me because they knew I might rip their throats out.”
“Sweet revenge.”
“Sort of. But it makes for a lonely existence. As I said, I have confidence in myself. But not so much in others.”
“I could tell you to. That you should trust people. But it would be wrong of me, when I don’t trust them myself,” he said. “When did you first shift?”
“I w as freakishly young. Twelve. Most wolves don’t do it until they’re eighteen or so.”
“I was young too. So were my siblings. We were all romping around as bears before we were ten.”
“Wow, that must have been…kind of cute, actually.”
“I think it was, yeah.”
Maddox went silent again and for a minute, Kyla thought he might have fallen asleep.
“Kyla,” he said.
“Mmmm?”
“If I’m going to be taken into custody tomorrow…”
“Mmm?”
She lifted her face now and looked at him. The lantern was still glowing faintly and she could see a glint in his eye as he smiled at her. Those dimples.
Maddox leaned in then, his hand, which was still resting on her form, sliding upwards from her waist. Again, Kyla thought he was going to kiss her, but he didn’t.
As his hand travelled up her body, he gently pulled the shirt up, exposing her round white hip and her ass.
“Oh my God,” Maddox said as his eyes glanced down at her curves. “You’re so gorgeous.”
He pulled his hand away from the flannel and slid it gently between her white thighs. Kyla let out a gasp.
I n an instant, she found herself pulling her legs apart, encouraging him to move upwards.
Maddox looked into her eyes again, an intensity in his own,
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