Bite Me Daddy Wolf: Devil's Pet

Delilahs's Pov

"We shouldn't be doing this," I giggled, breathless, as Caleb's lips trailed down the side of my neck, his hands already tugging at the hem of my dress.

He didn't stop.

His voice was low, thick with mischief. "Just a few minutes. No one's going to know, Delilah."

I bit down on my lip, trying to focus, but his fingers brushed over my thigh and all coherent thoughts scattered like petals in the wind. "But we can wait until tonight. We're going to be bound today, Caleb. Officially. You can have me every night-"

He silenced me with a kiss that curled my toes. His mouth was demanding, hot, and familiar in all the ways that made me melt for him. My back arched involuntarily as his palm slid to the curve of my hip, gripping me with an urgency I didn't have the strength to deny.

"We've waited long enough," he growled softly, pressing me back against the wall with his body. "You're mine. My Luna. My Queen. And I want you now."

Before I could argue again, if I even meant to...he lifted me effortlessly. My legs wrapped around his waist, my hands tangled in his hair, and then we were on the bed, limbs and mouths and heat. The scent of cedar and sin clung to his skin, making my head spin.

"Caleb..." I whispered, already lost.

"Say my name again," he murmured, dragging his lips down my collarbone.

"Caleb," I moaned, breath hitching as he kissed lower, his teeth grazing my skin.

He undressed me like he'd done it a thousand times in his dreams. Each piece of clothing discarded with reverence and hunger. His body hovered over mine, broad, muscled, every inch carved like the gods molded him for sin. My breath caught when he pushed into me slowly, deeply, like he wanted to claim me from the inside out.

It wasn't fast. It was worship.

It was him whispering, "You're mine."

Me answering, "Always."

It was skin on skin, bodies crashing, breathless moans swallowed by desperate kisses. It was the kind of love that didn't feel like it could ever break.

We clung to each other, until the world blurred and only we existed, his touch, my heart, our bond just moments from being sealed forever.

Until the knock came.

Three sharp raps on the door that dragged us back to reality.

We froze.

"Shit," Caleb cursed, rolling off me. We scrambled for our clothes, breathless, flushed, hearts still pounding. I tried to tame my hair, shaking fingers fumbled with the laces of my dress.

"They're going to know," I whispered, cheeks burning.

"I don't care," Caleb said with a smirk, brushing his thumb along my cheek. "You're mine, Delilah. You'll always be mine."

I smiled, heart skipping, that stupid flutter of hope rising in my chest. For a moment, it felt like magic. Like everything was finally falling into place.

Until we opened the door.

Valen, Caleb's beta stood there stoic