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He stared at her for a heated moment, running a smoldering gaze over her body –every swell and curve so beautifully displayed by the white dress she wore. His face darkened, his jaw clenching hard (the tendons taut and twitching) as Holden suddenly found himself having to fight back the almost violent desire to take her. Her mouthwatering scent sending his wolf into a frenzy as it prowled beneath the surface, growling with an animalistic need to stake his claim.
No one had ever made the alpha feel that way, a feeling that could only be described as out of control, driven by dark and primal hunger. Completely and utterly at the mercy of her pheromones… It was maddening, ridiculous –but thankfully Holden at least had had some modicum of control over his wolf. And he found himself grateful as the girl finally broke the silence, her words dragging him back from the edge.
His lips twitched with rueful amusement. “Damn, was really hoping for a curtsy.” He said wryly, a deep timbre to his voice. Her quip managing to ease some of the tension that had settled across his shoulders, and Holden forced back his wolf when he recognized that the girl’s sassy retort was most likely a defense mechanism at having to face such a demanding situation.
Ripped from the place she had called home and thrust into unknown territory, while being expected to share a bed with the alpha of another pack. She had more than enough to deal with, the last thing Juliet needed was to worry about an over-eager alpha wanting to mount her upon first meeting. And though his beast demanded he take what was rightfully his, the man decided there and then that he would try to go at her pace.
“Come in,” he pushed the door further open to allow her entrance in what was now her bedroom as well. Thankfully it wasn’t a small space they would be sharing, plus he was planning on readying a space she could call her own. But for now they shared the master bedroom.
Holden was a man built for sex. Juliet may not have been permitted to be near males growing up, but it didn’t mean she didn’t notice from afar. He was a man who saw what he wanted and took it with clearly little to no resistance. She could see it in the tightening of his stance, the way he took her in as the same way she took him. It was entirely likely she was the first person to challenge him instead of giving in and being some sweet little submissive omega.
“I’d love to say I’m sorry to disappoint, but...I’m really not all that sorry?” she quipped, her head tilting to the side and allowed golden curls to spill off a bare shoulder. Juliet was expected to allow him to fuck her tonight, but she wouldn’t. While it was her father’s arrangement, this was her pace. She decided when they consummated.
She stepped into the room, sharp green eyes taking in the living space. Large. Plush. It would do. Yet the only thing that made her balk was the idea of sharing a bed with him. Juliet had never even shared beds with friends back home in a bid to keep her purity intact. For someone attempting to appear much larger and much badder than she was, sex was only something she’d seen simulated on a movie screen and unnerved her. Girl wore something provocative, guy couldn’t keep his hands to himself. Sex.
“So. What now?” Her voice wavered, betraying her nerves and she planted her hands on her hips in an attempt to keep her resolve.
