The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 109

Four: Joselin

Joselin’s P.O.V.

I smiled at him as he growled out my name. The sound awakened my confidence even more as my fingertips trailed down my collar, over my chest, to land on the tops of my breasts. The smooth skin there was soft to the touch, but I knew if I looked down, I would find the black lines of the Norse runes and knots that had been carved into my flesh.

His eyes followed the movement as I slid my fingers back and forth seductively at the edge of my lace bra. I felt giddy and powerful, seeing that it was working. He was enjoying this. “What were you saying, Tobias?”

I watched with a smile as his Adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed before his eyes snapped upto mine. They narrowed as my tongue peeked out to wet my lips, and the warm brown of his irises darkened to black. ’ Why do you keep doing this, Josie?”

My eyes closed at the sound of his voice. I adored it. The deep vibration and the way my name rolled off his tongue. What was even better was that it was reserved for me. Beyond those above him in ranking, I was the only one I knew of whom he spoke to.

I didn’t know what happened to cause it, but even after he shut everyone else out as a teenager, he still spoke to me if we were ever alone. It made me feel special, wanted.Joved.

Whenever we were alone, he spoke to me freely, but in front of others, he kept to himself. Yet, ever since I decided to show him how I felt and made my first move, he had avoided any situation that would cause us to be alone together.

I missed the sound of his voice. It was my favorite sound.

He hadn’t asked me to stop, and by the growing and impressive erection between his legs, I figured he was okay with what was happening here. If he didn’t like what he was seeing or wanted me to stop, all he had to do was say so. Until then, I would keep going.

My other hand went behind my back, easily unsnapping my bra, and I let it slide off my body.

fabric hitting the ground was followed by his eyes dropping from mine to land on my

resting against his stomach. I could tell by looking that he was just the right size. No big enough to hurt but a generous enough size to fill me completely. He leaned back in the chair as if he were a spectator at a show. And

nostrils flared, and I wanted to cheer in victory

“You’re not flirting.”

Everything about him, his broad and sculpted shoulders, his toned chest, the subtle outline of

hands, watching as I slid my pants down and stepped out of them. The

them. I knew how wolves worked. I knew he could smell my desire, that I was wet for him. But he was probably used to it. I was

or that I was in love with him now. He should have been able to smell my desire for him, at the very least. It was one of the reasons why I hadn’t made a move until now. He could have acted on my lust for him

Not until now.

in place, letting my hands run up my stomach to my

do all the work. I wanted him to be the one to

for him to say something. Over the past few months, I had touched, flirted with, and tried to tease him

one knee, sliding it between his thigh and the arm of the chair. I felt victorious when he moved

with my breasts in line with his face. His fast breathing matched mine, and I let my hands settle on his chest. The light layer of hair there was coarse but softer than I expected, causing me to want to discover every part of him until I knew his body like the back of my

my hips. His hands tightened on my sides, pulling me down until I sat on his hardness. The wet fabric between my legs was irritating. I wanted to strip down bare and have him rub his warm cock against

that broke free had been an accident, and I bit my lip as he growled in

his wrist, and pulled his hand from my hip up to my breast. His large calloused palm moved willingly to cup me, gently massaging my breast. I gasped as he pinched my nipple

always been

how he said it made it sound like an insult. It wasn’t my fault that I had grown tired of waiting. I had been in love with the man for fifteen years.

Now, I want you to