Marisol scowled at him and then, as if a switch had been flipped in her brain, she leaped away from his grasp.
"I don't need your patronage, Cedric," she retorted sharply, her tone cutting through the air like a knife. "I'd told you time and again that I can take care of myself just fine."
Cedric could not bring himself to be anything but amused, his smirk growing as he watched her bristle with indignation, "Oh, but you were magnificent out there, my Queen," he teased, watching as she rolled her eyes, scowl deepening as she turned around and started to walk away. But Cedric was relentless in his pursuit, his footsteps echoing hers as he trailed her through the forest.
"Stop following me, Cedric," she snapped, her patience wearing thin as she glanced back at him over her shoulder. "I don't need you hovering over me like some unpaid bodyguard."
But Cedric paid no heed to her, only chuckling, the sound rich and melodious as it washed over her. "Can't help it, love," he quipped, his voice low and teasing. "You look positively radiant when you're angry."
"I said stop following me! Go away!"
Cedric does the exact opposite, unfazed. He matched her stride for stride, unwilling to let her slip away so easily. "I'm not going anywhere, Marisol."
Marisol shot him a withering glare over her shoulder, her frustration palpable in the set of her jaw. "Stop following me, Cedric," she repeated, "I can take care of myself."
Cedric chuckled softly, "You know, for someone who can take care of herself, you sure know how to get into trouble."
With an exasperated huff, Marisol decided to just ignore him, her steps quickening in an attempt to put some more distance between them. Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt Cedric's presence looming closer behind her. She was determined to put some distance between them, to assert her independence and prove that she didn't need him to watch over her every move.
She ended up breaking into a sprint, running deeper into the forest. In a flash, Cedric caught up to her, Marisol's breath was knocked out of her chest as strong arms wrapped around her waist and pinned her against the nearest tree, all in the blink of an eye. Marisol gasped in surprise at the suddenness of his actions, her heart pounding in her chest as she found herself trapped, unable to move even if she wanted to.
All her protests melted away in an instant. His touch was electrifying, sending shivers down her spine as she gazed up at him with wide eyes, Cedric's own eyes growing impossibly soft.
"I missed you," he murmured into the space between their faces, his breath hot against her skin as he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches from hers. "I missed you .....so much."
And in that moment, all her resolve crumbled, replaced by a fierce longing that consumed her from within.
Their eyes locked in a heated gaze, the tension between them crackling with an intensity that was impossible to ignore. And then, in one swift motion, Cedric closed the distance between them, his lips crashing down on hers in a fervent kiss.
The world around them seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in each other, their bodies pressed together in a desperate embrace. At that moment, nothing else mattered but the fiery passion that consumed them both, igniting a flame that burned brighter than any they had ever known.
As their lips moved hungrily against each other's, Cedric's hands grew bolder and began to roam, tracing the curves of her body with a reverence that bordered on worship. Marisol responded in kind, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, their desire spiraling out of control.
In no time, their kisses grew more urgent, more frenzied, as they gave in to the overwhelming need that consumed them both. Clothes were discarded in a flurry of movement, forgotten in their haste to be closer, to feel more, to lose themselves completely in the heat of the moment.
Cedric's hands roamed eagerly over Marisol's body, teasing her breasts. She was the most exquisite being he'd encountered. Marisol moaned softly against his lips, her body arching against his as she surrendered herself to the overwhelming desire that pulsed between them. Cedric's touch felt like fire against her skin, searing her with a delicious heat that left her breathless with longing.
With a swift movement, Cedric lifted Marisol off her feet, pressing her back against the rough bark of the tree as he ravished her with hungry kisses. Their bodies pressed together in a primal embrace, each touch setting their skin ablaze with aching need.
Marisol's hands tangled in Cedric's hair, pulling him closer as she urged him on with desperate whispers of longing. Cedric responded with equal fervor, his hands roaming boldly over her curves as he sought to possess every inch of her. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she grinded into him. Gasping as the cool night air caressed her exposed skin, her body hummed with anticipation as Cedric's lips trailed fiery kisses along her neck and shoulders.
With a low growl of longing, he pressed himself against her, his hips grinding against hers as they lost themselves in the throes of ecstasy.
"Oh Cedric," She cried, pressing herself against him such that not even air could pass between their bodies.
He moved them to the floor, his mouth abandoning hers for her breasts.
Marisol writhed beneath him in pleasure, crying out his name in careless abandon.
Grunting, he spread her thighs apart and teased her sex with his fingers. She shivered, her body threatening to curl in on itself, but Cedric held her down, the easy display of strength sending an even more violent shiver down her spine.
"So perfect," he purred, fingertips trailing down the length of her body, "so beautiful."
He fed his eyes for a while longer, wanting to take her in for as long as time would allow, but the need overwhelmed him. In a frenzy of need, he thrust into her, joining them together, their bodies moving as one in a primal rhythm of desire. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing over them, their cries of passion echoing through the still night air as they soared to new heights of ecstasy.
At once, their wolves took over. Cedric stroked harder as he nipped her in several places, drawing blood as he marked her. In response, her claws dug into his flesh, automatically sealing their mate bond.
As they reached the pinnacle of their passion, Cedric and Marisol clung to each other with desperate fervor, their bodies trembling with the intensity of their release.