Chasing His Scentless Mate (Caroline) novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Chapter 2 Big Bad Wolf

Caroline’s POV

When Eleanor’s boyfriend, Nate, saw us, his eyes lit up. He gave Eleanor a kiss and grinned.

"Damn, girls! You look incredible. I bet you’ll leave this party with new boyfriends, Carrie."

"If a good guy shows up, you can bet I’ll grab the chance and enjoy the moment," I said with a smile.

As soon as we stepped inside, Eleanor pulled me toward the bar, leaning in to whisper, "It’s an open bar tonight. Time to drink until you forget all that pain."

Eleanor handed me two tequila shots, clutching two more herself. "Let’s knock these back!"

Rory stirred within me. "Come on, Carrie, let loose a little." She was clearly excited by the atmosphere.

We tossed back the shots fast, and soon Nate was sliding two cosmopolitans our way at the bar.

I lost count of how many drinks I had. I hadn’t felt this kind of freedom or happiness since the rejection.

Eleanor dragged me onto the dance floor. I found myself actually enjoying the music.

When a slow song started, Nate and Eleanor began dancing, leaving me free to head for the buffet, but I didn’t make it there.

A hand grabbed mine. I turned, and there he was—a man in a black mask, his smile both charming and dangerous.

He kissed my hand and pulled me close, his deep voice whispering, "Surely the most enchanting woman in the room won’t refuse me this dance, will she?"

For some reason, the moment our hands touched, a jolt of electricity surged through my body. Rory stirred confusedly within me.

I couldn’t bring myself to say no. Smiling, I said, "Why not? Let’s dance."

I barely caught my breath when he grabbed my wrist and got closer. He was tall, at least six foot four, with broad shoulders. His golden-brown hair fell around a defined face, and those violet eyes were so intense. His lips were sinfully tempting, curving into a genuine smile that melted all my defenses.

People kept stealing glances at him while we danced, and I could feel my heart racing.

When the music changed its rhythm, he pulled me firmly against him. I placed my hands on his chest, feeling the well-defined muscles beneath.

"From the moment you walked in, I haven’t looked at anyone else," this mysterious man whispered in my ear. "You’re stunning."

"You’re kind. But you’re not from the Blood Moon Pack, are you?" He had a powerful presence, radiating authority. I couldn’t help but wonder if he was an Alpha from another pack.

"You caught me. A friend dragged me to this ball, but honestly... I’m glad they did."

"Funny, I was pulled here by friends too."

"Looks like we’re both lucky tonight then."

"Oh? Why’s that?" I smiled, feeling a flutter in my stomach.

"Because if I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have met you."

As his warm breath brushed against my ear, I got goosebumps, feeling my face flush and my body tingle.

"You can tell even with the mask on?"

"The mask only makes me want to lift it more... to see if you’re as captivating underneath as I imagine."

"You’re quite the talker. Bet you say this to a lot of people."

"Maybe, but I only want to hear one answer. Have I won you over?"

"Of course you have. Charming and dangerously handsome."

"I’m glad you like what you see."

"And what do you do for a living, handsome?" I felt a bit dizzy, not sure if it was from the drink or the intoxicating scent of cedarwood and musk that enveloped me. I ended up stumbling over my own feet.

"Are you okay?"

"I think I need some air."

"Come with me." He took me into an empty room.

"I really want to kiss you. May I?" he asked.

I nodded yes.

He held the back of my neck, and our lips met. Electricity surged through my body again. I jerked away in surprise and stared at him.

"What... what was that?"

"What was what?" He placed his hands on my shoulders and slowly glided them down my arms until he intertwined our fingers.

"That... that feeling," I stammered as I fought to focus.

"You mean this?" His voice turned sultry as he moved in for another kiss.

It started slowly but deepened. He pressed me against the wall, and I sighed contentedly. I had never felt such an overwhelming sensation in my entire life.

He released my hands, and I threw my arms around his neck. I did not want this kiss to end.

He ran his hand down my waist to my thigh and pulled my leg up to his waist. I went crazy with desire and pulled him closer, wrapping my leg around his waist.

I pushed closer to him as his hands roamed my upper body. Everywhere he touched, sparks ignited. This was not fair, I decided, and started tugging on his shirt. I wanted to feel him too.

He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, and I feasted my eyes on his naked torso. Without planning it, I licked my lips as I glided my hands over his pecs and six-pack.

Without breaking eye contact, he unhooked my bra and tossed it aside. The warmth of his palms covering my breasts was so overwhelming that I gasped for air. I put my arms around his neck and pressed my breasts against his chest, moaning in exhilaration from the skin-to-skin contact.

His touch was so soothing that I did not protest as he slipped his hand under my dress, pulling it up and reaching my panties. He tore my panties and caressed my entrance.

I shuddered in delight when his fingers came in and out of my vagina and a thumb still pressed onto my clit.

"Oh! Baby, you’re so hot, so wet!"

All my coherent thoughts and reasoning evaporated. All I needed at that very moment was this man. I was not ashamed that he could feel how moist and ready I was for him.

His movements became stronger, deeper, and faster.

"Shit... I... I don’t think I can..."

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