Betrayal of the Bayou: The Wolves Betrayal

XIV

Bea’s Point Of View 

I laughed and looked down at the glass of whiskey in my hand. I swirled it in the glass and took a sip. Lia was next to me ordering the next round of drinks. 

As the songs changed, I spun around in my seat, leaning my back against the bar as I looked out onto the dance floor. I saw Paisley and Adelaide dancing excitedly to the song. 

I felt Nyx stir inside me getting anxious, so I decided to keep looking around to see what was causing this reaction out of her. A glimmer of blonde caught my eye across the floor and I looked up to a pair of eyes staring back at me. 

I stood, glass still in hand as I took one final sip before placing it down, “I’ll be back Lia.” I told her without even looking at her, curling my finger to call him over.

He came. No hesitation, no objection, meeting me in the middle of the dance floor. Without so much as a word, my arms snaked around his neck, my eyes never leaving 

his.

I saw his eyes flash letting me know Ronan likes the contact. His hands dropped to my hips. They were strong, calloused, as they rested under my shirt, warming my skin through the sheer fabric of the dress. We swayed to the beat of the song. I felt Nyx purring with need. 

His fingers dug into my skin, pulling me closer to him. My body flush against his. I cupped the back of his neck pulling his head down to meet my lips, while I ground against him. He growled into the kiss. Our lips connected and we panted for air in between desperate kisses. We’d moved outside, away from the noise. Away from the crowd. 

I pushed him back against my car, breathlessly moving my lips down to his neck, nipping and sucking on the exposed skin. His throat rumbled in a low growl before he lifted me up in his arm, turning us around in one swift movement. He ravaged my neck, his hands roaming roughly against my body, keeping my legs around his waist.

He felt so good, too good. With my best effort to get enough focus, I unlocked the doors, popping one open. He didn’t miss a beat, lifting me up into the back seat and laying me on my back as he climbed on top. Shutting the door behind us, he rested himself between my legs, his lips meeting mine again, hands exploring their way to the zipper of my dress, pulling it down my legs. 

Our tongues fought for dominance in between breathless moans and undressing before I climbed over him, breasts flush against his hard chest.

His hands slid over my bare ass, fingers digging into my cheeks as he grabbed them roughly, pressing me further down on his c**k. I bit his bottom lip, bouncing slowly on his lap. Our moans filled the car as the windows began to fog. He raised his head into my chest, his mouth cupping around my n****e as he sucked it in, causing me to throw my head back in a moan, my nails digging into his chest.

I bounced harder. Faster. I was almost there and so was he. His lips roaming my neck to my ear, he sucked the lobe into his mouth and I couldn’t contain myself any longer, coming hard and unrestrained. He followed soon after, holding me against his chest as I collapsed into him. 

“f**k darlin’ I can’t get enough of you” Wes breathlessly told me. I hummed my agreement. 

After a few minutes catching our breaths and Wes running his fingers in my hair, I sat up and looked down at him. 

“We should go back in this night is supposed to be to celebrate Paisley but f**k, did I need this.” I tell Wes.

He leans up giving me a quick kiss on the lips and slapping my ass. “Alright let's go”

We get dressed and get out of the car. I look at myself on the side mirrors of the car to check my hair and makeup.

“Hey come here, you look perfect don’t worry darlin’, I know you still hate me but lets enjoy the night together dancing yeah?”Wes pulled me away from the mirror and held me in his arms once again. 

“Yeah I guess we can do that, but don’t go getting used to it, we are not together Wes. You may be my mate and I like f*****g you a lot but we still have things to work out.” I tell him truthfully looking into his beautiful blue eyes. 

“I know darlin’, I’ll take what I can get.” he answers back with a sad sigh and kisses me on the forehead. We break apart and head back towards the club.