TIANA'S POV
Heat.
That was the first thing I felt when consciousness returned and a scorching and unbearable heart that seemed to radiate from my bones.
My eyes snapped open, it took a while for me to adapt to the lights, then I felt the silk sheets draped over me.
Where is this?
I tried getting up, but it felt like my bones had turned to stone.
"A... Anyone...?" Even my voice failed, dropping before I could form any words.
Panic gripped my heart. I don't remember a room so unfamiliar as this. Massive floor-to-ceiling windows showed the elegance and opulence and the bed I laid on, was like a river of a thousand stars— big and soft.
"A... anyone there?" I found my voice to speak this time and it worked.
But the tingle only increased the tingle of feelings, and I craved a male.
"You're awake?"
My bones snapped into action immediately I heard the voice. "Who... who's there?"
A man stood by the door, tall, broad shoulders with an aura of power that made the air thick.
"Who are you?"
My breathing was now getting erratic, the kind of one that made me want to bury myself under the sheets. I'm fuckin horny!
"Ramos," he said, simply approaching me." And here is my home."
My head ached briefly. But I still asked. "R... Ramos?"
"Yeah. Lycan Ramos"
It took a while for my fuzzy mind to remember the Lycan triplets who oversaw the entire Rivermist pack affair and one of those three was — Ramos!?
"You...you saved me." The memory of the near-death experience came back in fragments, my throat dried up, remembering everything that led to that scene — Enzo!
"You were standing in the middle of the road like you wanted to die." His voice was steady, something I couldn't interpret flickered in his eyes. "Do you?"
"Do I what?"
"Want to kill yourself?"
The question should have shocked me, but after remembering everything, I hissed. "What's the point of being alive when I have no one?"
"You don't..."
"No clan, no family," I sniffed. "Nothing. No inheritance either.
His eyes flickered, something more than scorn and pity flashed again, and I saw it.
Immediately we locked our eyes, the heat flared up again. Emotions swirled in.... I had to press my things together to suppress the rush of heat that pulsed through me.
Ramos's nostrils flared, and his eyes darkened. "You feel it."
"Feel what?" I pretended, as if I hadn't seen the faint shimmering thread of light connecting my wrist to his.
"No," I shook my head. "That's impossible. I don't have a wolf and I have a boyfriend...."
"A boyfriend," his lips curved into a sinister smile. "You just said you have nobody.'
He showed me an identical golden thread. "But it doesn't matter anymore... You're now mine."
The heat was becoming unbearable now. I could smell his pine and rainfall scent.
Something stirred from inside of me, making my pussy tingle.
"Yours?" I whispered, my voice trembling. "I'm not anyone's property."
Ramos moved closer. "You're not going to decide that... I do."
The golden thread shone even brighter, the huge to have him on me getting more intense.
The thin fabric I had on was the only thing separating out my body. I could feel heat radiating from his skin, the mature bond pulling us together like gravity.
"This is wrong," I whispered, even as my body arched toward him. "I don't even know you."
He placed a hand across my hips. "Your body says you're mine. Why are you denying it? You want me... right?"
"I..."
"I saw the way you grind your thighs to keep your urge..." His hand cupped my face with surprising gentleness. "Your wolf knows me, your soul, your body all know me."
"I don't have a wolf."
"You do," he pressed his forehead against mine. "Unless you're a human, your wolf is lying somewhere, waiting to be awakened."
Tears burned my eyes, "Enzo said." I was broken. Useless. Maybe he was right..."
"He was wrong," Ramos's voice turned fierce. "You're not broken, Tiana. You're powerful and I can feel it."
Something about the certainty in his voice cracked the dam, holding back all my pain. I grabbed his face and kissed him— desperate, hungry, trying to feel anything other than the gaping wound Enzo had left in my chest.
Ramos responded immediately, but he held back, like he was hesitating.
"Please..." I breathed against his mouth. "I need... I need to feel something other than this pain.
He squeezed my ass— something Enzo'd never done before. "Tiana...you're so soft."
"I'm choosing this," I pulled back to look him in the eye. "I'm choosing you. Right now, this moment..."
This was all permission Ramos needed.
His kiss turned consuming, we fell to the bed and his hand mapped my body like he was memorizing every curve.
"Tell me if you want to stop," he murmured against my neck.
But I didn't want him to stop. For the first time in months, I felt chosen and desired.
I submitted, watching him yank off the bathrobe he had on, revealing his sexy, strong body that made me shudder even more.
He sat down, placing both hands on my lap, but one of them was working his way towards ... 'there'
I pulled my tongue, staring at his face.
"You..... you're very beautiful," he confessed sincerely. "Where have you been all this while?"
"Does that matter?" His hand was now in there, exploring the corners and begging for permission to bypass the pants.
He leaned closer and kissed me slowly. "These lips..."
"I want more"
He didn't waste time, he kissed me again, hungrily, urgently and slowly as his finger found its way in there.
"Urghhh"
He stopped kissing, got on me and breathed against my hair. "Tell me you want it. Beg me.
"Please...."
This was all he needed to hear before pouncing on me like a lion would pounce on its prey.
His pacing was fast, but still managed to satisfy me.
I submitted to him, letting him do whatever he wanted until his cock stood guard at the entrance of my court.
He stopped before entering, breathing fast and urgently. "Should I...?"
Both of us can hold back now.
Immediately, I nodded. He was already inside, inspecting every corner of the already slack clit, but because he was big, it must be tight.
"Did you like it?" He asked breathlessly as his balls dangled like church bells, slapping against my vagina.
I couldn't agree more, he continued, and when he slowed down and grunted, I knew he was about to come.
I tapped him urgently. But he wasn't listening anymore, and I couldn't stop him from dropping it all on me.
We're both breathing hard, but something clawed at my head. The voice of Enzo calling me whore and all that.
But Ramos pulled against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath my ear.
"Stay," he whispered. "You're safe here."
For the first time, I believed in myself and I didn't know when I whispered "Round two?"