Lone Wolf Ryker by Skye Anika

Author:Skye, Anika
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Purpose Prevails Publishing
Published: 2023-04-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Hannah

I try to sleep, but my body won't let me rest. I toss and turn in the bed, my mind spinning with all that's happened. I can still feel Ryker's touch on my skin, his lips pressed against mine, and it fills me with warmth.

My thoughts are scattered. Part of me is still trying to make sense of everything that has happened tonight, while another part of me aches for more. I crave his touch. I crave the intimacy we've shared. Even though he's not here, his presence lingers around me, and a strange feeling of contentment takes over my body.

I sigh and roll over onto my side, wishing that he was here with me right now so I could curl up into him and drift off into dreamland. But as soon as I close my eyes, images start to form in front of them—of us tangled together in the sheets and exploring each other’s bodies until sunrise.

The heat builds in me.

I shift again in the bed, feeling my skin flush with desire. I can’t help but reach out and touch my stomach, imagining that it is Ryker’s hand trailing down my body. My breath comes out in a tremble, and I let out a soft moan as pleasure courses through me.

I feel myself getting aroused beyond belief and know that, if I don't calm down, I won't be able to sleep at all tonight. But the thought of Ryker's hands on my body makes me too awakened to be able to control myself. All I can think about is how his strong arms enveloped me as he kissed me passionately, how his hands ran across my curves and made me feel alive in a way no one ever has before.

I squeeze my eyes shut tightly as the longing inside of me intensifies, craving Ryker's touch like a drug. His presence fills the room even when he isn't here.

Finally, I force myself to take a deep breath and get out of bed.

I have to find him. Too heated, I don't bother to grab any clothes.

I walk naked through his loft to where he is, lying on the couch with his eyes closed.

“Everything okay?” he asks without opening his striking eyes. His voice no higher than I whisper. I slink beside him.

“You say you're worried about hurting me, right?”

He opens one eye, watching me in the darkness. Somehow, I know he makes out every inch of me, even in the blackness of the apartment.

“Yes, I do.”

“Well, I think...” I try to formulate the words right, because all of this is still so new to me. All these feelings.

“Making me wait is hurting me more.”

I hear him and feel him tense beside me.

His gaze lands on my own, and the silver in his eyes shifts to that shimmering golden hue, like molten amber. I bend down to kiss him, but he pulls back.

Why? I don't understand. I have bent to his will, but I don't understand why he won't bend to mine.

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