Forbidden by Liliana Carlisle

CHAPTER 16

JAKOB

She’s fucking heaven on my tongue.

I’ve fucked Betas before. It was a long time ago, before I realized it was futile. But it was nothing compared to this.

She’s liquid sugar.

Her taste is so heady, so perfect, that I couldn’t help but sink my teeth into her as she climaxed.

I broke skin.

The taste of her blood flooded my tongue, and I realized my mistake.

I was mimicking a mating bite, only on her thigh.

And I wanted to do it again.

And again.

Panic, for a brief second, overrides everything else. If she realizes what this means…

But it only makes her come harder, and she soaks my face with her wetness.

Her eyes are glassy, her lips parted as I climb up to kiss her, my fingers still playing with her cunt.

“Are you okay?” I whisper against her lips, terrified that she might realize what I intended to do.

But she’s still coming down from the high, little whimpers escaping her as she meets my eyes.

“More,” she gasps, and I smile.

Wicked thing.

“Sit up, Princess,” I growl. “Let me see the rest of you.”

She lifts her arms obediently, and I peel her shirt from her, tossing it to the floor as I gaze at her breasts.

They’re perfection. Large, creamy, and the perfect size to fit in my hands.

It’s like she was made just for me.

She unhooks her bra, baring her chest to me, and any control I had disappears.

I push her back on the bed, my mouth attacking her chest, pulling one taut pink nipple into my mouth. She cries out and her hands find my hair, tugging hard enough that it borders on pain.

Take her. Claim her.

I growl as the instincts overtake me. I want to tie her to me. Force her to be mine forever.

She’s not an Omega.

I shake the thought away as I remove my mouth from her chest, quickly taking off my shirt and pants. She stares at me, her eyes wide with wonder.

She’s going to be the death of me.

I smirk. “Like what you see, sweetheart?”

“Fuck yes,” she gasps out, and I chuckle. I remove my boxers and situate myself over her, and she squirms, her eyes not meeting mine.

“Look at me,” I murmur. Her eyes flick back to me, and she gives me a tentative smile.

“We’ll go slow,” I whisper, using all the self-control I can muster. “You can tell me to stop at any time. Okay, Princess?”

I feel her body relax under me, and her smile grows bigger. “Just make me come, Jakob.”

It’s all I need to hear.