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Temptation
'To tempt, entice or allure.'
What in the fuck was I doing?
I must be a masochist or something because this definitely was going to hurt at some point or another. I could feel it like the ice cold touch of her skin against mine.
And God! Why did I want her so?
It was ridiculous, wanting to make love to something dead and…no longer living. That's necrophilia and the last time I checked that was frowned upon in most communities.
Especially mine.
But why must she tempt me so?
She stands there in that dress, barely covering the parts I wish to see most and the smile that crosses her entire face lights every feature until I'm blinded by it. Blinded by her beauty.
Her body fits so perfectly into my hands it's almost as if they were meant to but I know that can't be possible because she should be dead, beneath the ground in a grave, all rotting flesh and decaying bone.
That's what she should be.
But she isn't, and that's the problem.
She's a siren, calling to me in the dark where I'm not supposed to venture. Luring me into a situation that could very well end my existence as I well knew it. Having sex, no matter how utterly wonderful, would devastate my entire pack. Degrade the wolf I knew I was.
But in the end, my dick won out.
And I swear, even as her screams filled my ears and my dick filled her body, I could still hear the arguments in my head.
Only this time the only thing I could think about was being wrapped in her body.
And I couldn't give a right shit about any of it.
Author's Note: Ooooo I love me some Tanya and Embry love. I have no idea why. Reviews are love. -Delta