Into His Arms Ch. 04

She sagged back into the seat panting like she'd run a marathon. The bright light was losing its brilliance, dulling to a muted tone. The edges of her vision was darkening and tunneling rapidly, she felt beads of sweat forming on her brow and rolling down the side of her face.

She blinked rapidly to clear her vision, "I don't..."

She felt him snatch the book from her the light disappearing immediately, leaving her in darkness, as she heard the dull thud of it hitting the ground.

She whimpered as she felt a strong arm engulf her waist as he snatched her out of the chair. She felt him slip his other hand under her butt as he hoisted her up against his front and spun them around so he could sit her on the desk. He slipped in between her legs, cupping her neck with both of his hands and tilting her head up with his thumbs. She could not seem to control her neck muscles and her head flopped back.

"Hey, HEY! Come on Hazel," His voice sounded slightly panicked as he muttered, "Damnit I knew you drank too much. SHIT!" She felt him tilting her head side to side, pulling her at her eyelids, "Come on open your eyes sweets, yes that's it... focus on me."

Blinking slowly, she still was not able to discern his features but she could see his outline coming into focus. Blinking a few more times she let out a stuttering breath as his facial features finally became clear.

"Stop... pulling on my face... you're going to give me wrinkles," she said, giving a halfhearted chuckle hoping to lighten the mood. His proximity and the look on his face quickly chasing away the last remnants of the books effects on her system.

His face darkened at her comment and he growled out, "I told you to stop drinking so much! Why must you challenge and disobey me!"

She rolled her eyes, pulling at his hands on her neck, "You are not my father!" She gave up on pulling his hands off of her and dropping them to fold under her chest, "You did not monitor anyone else's consumption tonight and STOP acting as if you know what's best for me I barely even know you or you me."

"You are not a Wolf! So don't presume that you can keep up with us in a drinking match! And I WAS attempting to get to know you, tonight and many times over these past few weeks! But EVERY TIME I go to talk to you, we ALWAYS end up arguing," he snarled out, his silver eyes beginning to swirl with gold. "It seems the only time you can utter anything sweet towards me is when your mouth is engaged in more carnal pursuits."

She felt her eyes grow larger as his face stooped towards her and his hands tightened slightly on her jaw line, tilting her head up to meet his. Panicking, her hands shot up covering his mouth mere inches away from them making contact with her.

"St-STOP! What are you doing?!" She pushed his head back slightly, "So your solution to shut me up is to kiss me into a stupor?! I am not one of your easy were-bitches who run around you with their tail sticking up at a chance to be mounted by you! I don't do these types of things with men I don't love." She dropped her hands from his lips, hoping the tingling sensation would stop shooting up her arms from where they'd made contact.

His eyes narrowed, their depths flashing back and forth from gold to silvery blue, before he uttered quietly, "So you can do THIS with Ryon and not your mate?"

She went back to trying to remove his hands from her face, "Are you hard of hearing? How about this... let's ask the 'Adiv-i-Otreum' whose MATE I really am and be done with your delusional fantasy."

"That is not what it is for!" He bit out, "It's not some crystal ball you can use when you want the lotto numbers! Luna only reveals glimpses of what's vital to the packs future or the continued concealment of all her children. It is a gift to be used sparingly and in times of uncertainty! You see the toll it takes on you for only using it for a few minutes!"

He slid his hands down to grab onto her upper arms, squeezing them slightly, he continued, "She puts the mating pull in us to prevent her Keeper's from playing match makers, which would drive them to exhaustion from the overuse of their gifts and in the long run, their unnecessary deaths!" She gulped as he paused to breathe deeply. His eyes closed momentarily and his nostrils flared, before he opened them to reveal his wolf's golden eyes. "Don't you feel it? Even now the magnetic pull brings my wolf to the surface to claim you as it's mate!"

"You. Are. Not. My. MATE! I feel at most a... a..." she stuttered and looked up at the ceiling searching for a word to describe her feelings before she spat out with venom, "a GRUDGING professional courtesy towards you! I will NEVER acknowledge anything remotely close to AFFECTION for you!"

The gold danced like lightning in his eyes as he let out a fierce bellow, turning he kicked the seat she'd been sitting in and sent it flying across the room. She jumped as it collided with the wall and took a chunk out of the wood paneling and snapped the back clean off of it.

She flinched as he whirled around, trying to scooch backwards as he slammed his hands on the desk around her sides. She shrank back as he loomed over her, her eyes straining wide as he inched closer. Biting out so coldly with a voice that shook her to her core, "Why are you being so damned stubborn! I see the way you react when I touch you! KISS YOU! You are practically SALIVATING FOR MORE!"

She flushed hotly, squealing indignantly, her hand flew back to slap him, but he caught it midair. Trying to shake him off, she screamed, "LET GO OFF ME! YOU OVERCONFIDENT! IRRATIONAL! CONDESCENDING! EGOTISTICAL! ASSHOLE! HOW DARE YOU ASSUME I WOULD BE ATTRACTED TO SUCH AN INSENSITIVE BASTARD! I NEVER WANTED YOU TO TOUCH ME IN THE FIRST PLACE!"

By the end of her tirade her whole body was shaking severely. Her anger had her body trembling in a murderous rage, but the emotions that danced across his face had her quivering from the intense feelings they wrought from the depths of her soul. But, her parents did not raise her to let her fear stop her from speaking her mind and she had made a promise to herself to not let him push her around this evening. Ever since he'd burst into her life he'd been doing what he could to get her and everyone around her to conform to his demands and wants.

Sucking in a fortifying breath, she tilted her chin up, gritting out quietly in a shaking voice, "I know who I want... and it... isn't... you!"

A menacing growl originating deep in his chest had her eyes stretching wider as it reverberated through her, causing her teeth to chatter. Before she had a chance to pull away, he had one hand coiled into her hair and the other encircling her neck jerking her head up so that he could look her square in the eye.

"I DARE much sweets," he said ominously as his mouth descended to hover just over hers, "and what your LIPS say does not mirror what your BODY DEMANDS." She raised a hand to encircle his on her neck as her eyes reached their stretching limit. The feather light sensation of his lips caused her to whimper as he whispered against them, "Luna does not work with what is reasonable ... she is pure INSTINCT."

His mouth fell on hers' in a demanding kiss. His hand twisted tighter into her hair, as he coiled it around his massive fist until he reached her skull, popping her hair barrette off. She brought her other hand came up to brace against his chest as she tried to pull away; but his grip held her stationary against his onslaught, his lips continued their assault on hers, pulling out a ragged sob from her throat. His lips were pressed hard against hers as he tried to make her yield into him.

"Nuh-" She mumbled, as she tried to reaffirm her reluctance. With her lips slightly parted he took the opportunity to suck her bottom lip into his mouth, biting sharply at, it then laving at the tender hurt with his tongue, causing her to squeal at the stinging sensation.

"Ahh- Noo... Please-" She squeezed her eyes shut at the discomfort trying to plead with him, but he took advantage of her open mouth to delve inside. His tongue did a thorough sweep before retreating, allowing him to bite on her lip again causing her to cry out at the sharp pain, letting him to once again delve inside and explore her wet cavern. This second onslaught was more thorough than the first, his tongue curling along hers, pulling hers into his mouth before he pushed his way back into hers. His kiss was demanding and forceful, pulling ragged sobs and moans from her throat in its intensity.

She felt a stirring in her stomach as he squeezed slightly on her neck, causing her to gasp and let out a shaky whimper. At the sound his hand tightened a little more bringing forth a louder whimper that burst from her mouth, allowing her mouth to be opened completely for more of his assault. The deep low growl had his chest vibrating under her palm, and seemed to fill her ears with its low hum that had her insides melting into useless jelly. His body temperature felt like it was rising as his skin seemed to scald hers through the thin material of his dress shirt and from the skin on his arm. She felt her own brow beading with sweat as his body seemed to radiate with heat, elevating her own temperature and warming her in the process.

'Damn! He'd make a nice cuddle buddy in the winter! God knows I can never stay warm and he'd probably make getting warm a whole hell of a lot more entertaining, than some fleece blanket!' Even as this echoed through her mind, she tried to shake off the thought, as she berated herself for even considering him to be her bed partner. His proximity and her still intoxicated state were both doing a number on her willpower and she tried to push him off again, but it felt like she was trying to make a mountain move.

She felt him slide his hand down her neck, stopping just over her collarbone to play at the junction where her pulse beat maddeningly against the thin layer of skin. She gasped against his mouth when he slid his hand lower cupping the side of her breast before dropping it to her waist and sliding it to the small of her back. His kiss turned commanding at her slight struggle, becoming more insisting, challenging her to keep her thoughts focused on getting away. But his dominating claim on her lips and his questing hands stole her resolution and self-control as he lit a fire across her skin as he kneaded his hands up and down her back and side.

She was slightly aware of the cool wood against the bare skin of her back as he bent her backwards across the desk. His hands loosened their hold on her hair to skim down to her waist, pulling her to the edge of the desk so that his hips could nestle against hers. His hands slithered through the splits in the dress, sliding it up to reveal her skin his hands enveloped her thighs jerking her hard against his pelvis. Her surprised scream came out muffled against his mouth as her hot core settled on the outline of the hard thick ridge in his pants.

Her back bowed off of the desk as he ground his length against the lacy thong that hid her mound and protected her from the fabric of his pants. The expensive underwear still felt abrasive against her as his solid length rubbed against her tender folds pushing the material against the freshly waxed skin. She whimpered helplessly as she felt a sudden flood of wetness leak from her opening and soak through her underwear to run down her thigh.

She heard him inhale sharply as his hands gripped her ass in a punishing death grip. He kneaded and molded her plump cheeks mercilessly, pulling her lower region flush with his as he leaned his torso fully over her, blocking out the dim light in the room and enclosing her in his embrace.

He ripped his lips from hers to alternate between grazing his teeth along her neck and laving at her pulse. "Fuck your scent is enough to drive a man rogue! I can't wait to taste that delicious smelling cunt!" She heard him purr deep in his throat and felt his teeth elongating against her neck. His tongue slid down her jugular vein stopping at the junction of her neck, he nipped her gently then laved at the small prick. The cloud vanished immediately from her mind as she felt a change in the air. She tried to turn her head to see his face but his face was planted squarely in her neck, his teeth grazing back and forth against the sensitive and delicate skin. Out the corner of her eye, she that his face had grown darker and that he'd grown larger and was now blocking her view of the room completely; even now the shadows around her grew as his body grew broader before her eyes. She felt him nick her neck again and let out a startled yelp feeling him break the skin slightly before laving at the small wound again.

"A-Alik... Wait! Please... You cannot! It is forbidden! We are not mated!" She started to shake uncontrollably, trying to push his hands away and fix her clothing. She stopped immediately when he snarled viciously. She felt his canines closing slightly onto her neck as if daring her to move away, she could feel the bruises forming on her skin as his hands squeezed her flesh tighter causing her to whimper and flinch against him letting out a cry of discomfort.

"Please, Alik...," she begged, "You cannot imprint or mark me unless we are mated... you would dishonor my family like this? You would HAVE ME like this?!" She felt her voice shake in desperation at the thought of becoming his mistress.

The pack did not honor mating's held outside of the enchanted Celtic circles. When a couple mated the entire pack would gather inside the circle to bear witness that it is really Luna's fated will for the couple to mate. Since the mating pull can be felt strongly by all inside of the circle no one would challenge it. They believed Luna would not bless mates who could not wait to imprint or mark each other inside of her sacred circle, it was said that if the pack did not witness this than these couples were not fated mates and did not trust in Luna's will. The couple would be either outcast from the pack or they would become lovers of each other and any offspring conceived would be shunned. In the rare cases that a fated mate was found after, the illicit mates would turn into paramours linked with the new couple. Shame and jealousy would always end up tearing the mates apart, resulting in no children from any involved.

Her eyes watered at the thought of never having children of her own. Teaching them the legacy her father and mother had left her or showing them her childhood home. Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes as she thought what her life could have been, she'd never even went on a real date! A small sob escaped when she thought of what would happen when Ryon found out.

She flinched when she felt his massive hand engulf her cheek, blinking rapidly, she turned her head into it as he wiped the wetness from it with his thumb. She looked up to find the intense silvery blue eyes of her tormentor gazing down at her with a storm of emotions swirling in them. The heat and fire of what she was beginning to recognize as his lust was still there, but she was lost at what else was she saw that was playing through his vivid gaze. Retracting his hand, he leaned up, his gaze traveling down her body like a physical caress, causing her to squirm under its intensity. She felt his hands land on the tops of her thighs. His thumbs playing back and forth across her exposed thighs, his gaze fixating on them as drew circles on her skin.

"It was not my intent to frighten you... I would never shame you by making you my mistress. You are my mate and I will prove it first to you, then to the pack on the very next full moon after you accept me." He slid his hands from her thighs, his rough hands skimming over her skin raising goose bumps on her skin and sending shivers up her spine.

Fixing her clothes, he helped her to sit up and sighed heavily before saying, "I've never..." He shook his head not seeming to be able to complete his statement, "I do not want to always be at each other's throats every time we meet Hazel. I am not the monster you think I am. However-," He took her hand, raising it to his lips as he placed a tender kiss on her pulse before continuing with a husky voice, "-if you don't stop challenging me, you will end up face down, with me buried so deep inside of you... you won't even have time to spit anymore venom past the moans I will pull from those luscious lips of yours."

She blushed hotly at his vulgarity, no one had ever talked to her like that, but she felt oddly aroused by his descriptive language. She gave herself a mental shake, snatching her wrist from him and attempted to push him away from her. She heard a deep chuckle and looked up to see mirth dancing in his eyes before dropping to his lips and the faint smile adorning his luscious lips.

'God he's gorgeous! He'd be a silent killer with the ladies, if only he'd laughed more.' She thought as his whole face softened with his laughter. 'What the hell am I when thinking! He practically molested me on his desk and at a single smile I get weak in the knees?!'

"What? No sharp retort? No fervent denial?"

She looked up at his amused face and blushed under his playful gaze, feeling the fight leave her as she searched his gaze. It had been a long night and all she wanted was to go home and be alone to sort out these emotions that seemed to be plaguing her at his slightest touch.

No matter how much she wanted to deny it, he stirred her feelings and passions to the point that she was terrified of herself and the intensity in which she reacted to him. But it was the smug smirk on his face as he bent her to his will that irked her to no end. His highhandedness towards her after he was through pulling out the emotions she tried so hard to hide and ignore, had her lost at how to deal with him. All she wanted was space and he couldn't seem to understand why she wanted it.

She pressed her lips together in a determined line and pushed harder at his chest until he finally backed up an inch so that she could hop off the desk. She wobbled slightly as her feet hit the ground and grabbed the desk behind her. His hand shot out as he reached out to steady her, she brushed his hand aside moving to side step around him but was stopped short as his hand captured hers. He squeezed it saying, "You will not ignore me like you have these past few weeks. It is time for you to accept me as you're Alpha and mate."

"As your Keeper... I accept you as the Alpha... but it is still MY choice if I would have you as my mate! No shifter can force another to mate... I still have a choice Alpha. You can force your mark on me against my will, but you will not force ME to accept YOU." She snatched her hand from his as she moved around him again, this time he allowed her to pass without interference.

She walked as steady as she could to the door without seeming like she was running, stooping to pick up her clutch from the debris that was once the chair she sat in. As she reached to open the door she heard him say, "Have you ever seen a wolf back off of its hunt? I do not give up so easily on my prey sweets."

She tensed at his silent threat her hand hovering over the doorknob for a moment before she snatched it open and sped down the hall and out of the house.

'Well, that sure was productive Haz!' She thought to herself as she slid into her car and started it, 'Letting him practically fuck you on his desk, threaten to do it again if you disobey him, and THEN let him promise you that he'd stalk you till you mated with him so that you can THEN become his lifetime FUCK BUDDY?!' She shook her head as she sped down the long driveway. She let out a disgruntled sigh as she remembered the weak promise she'd made to herself earlier that day.