Evan entered the cabin to find Marissa sitting on the couch her hair newly dried, a silky mass of blonde silk over her slender shoulder, her legs bared beneath a pair of red shorts they’d bought before arriving, her breasts full beneath a matching tank. He could feel the strain radiating off of her, see the worry etched in her lovely heart shaped face.
He went to her, bent down on one knee and caressed her bare calf and kissed her knee. He loved her knees, the ticklish spot behind the left in particular. “How are you?”
“I heard. I heard what Troy and Aiden said.”
“You’re getting good at hearing when you aren’t supposed to hear.”
“I’m not running,” she said. “I’m not letting you become a hunted man.”
“Marissa--”
She leaned in and pressed her lips to his and let her mouth linger on his. He wrapped his arms around her waist, molded her closer. “What if I can save lives by shifting, by letting them study me?”
A possessive growl roared from his throat. “No. That’s not happening. This is not even a discussion we are having.”
She stroked his cheek. “This virus is a bigger problem than either of us – bigger than my one life, Evan. And so is what you do as a Warden.”
“We’re leaving.” He scooted his arms under her, intending to pick her up. ”We’re leaving now.”
“I’m not going,” she said, and there was something so icy certain in her words, that he froze in place.
“We are leaving.”
“No--”
He k
issed her, kissed her like it was the last time he would ever kiss her. Kissed her with demand –- that she go with him, that she be with him, that she would not become a wolf. And she would not die. Anger flared inside him – at all he had lost, at all he had seen, at a life devoted to a council that was failing him now.
“I won’t lose you too,” he said, only half aware of the implications of the ‘too’ he’d added to that declaration. He kissed her again, touched and caressed her, branding her. Never had he felt so primal, so predatory.
“This is my decision,” he growled against her lips. He nipped her lip, shoved her shirt up, and palmed her breasts. He was in control. He would show her he was in control. He would make this right. She would do what he wanted. He saw white, he saw black -– he saw pain.
He had her naked in seconds, her shorts tossed aside, her back against the couch, and her legs over his shoulders. He closed his mouth down over her, suckling and licking. Her pleasure was his. She was his. She came almost instantly, the wolf and vampire, the blood bond, a fiery aphrodisiac they’d proven over and over these past two weeks. She was sweet honey melting in his mouth and he wasn’t even close to done with her.
He slid his fingers inside her, stroked her to another orgasm. “I need you,” she rasped. “Inside me, I need you.”
“That’s right,” he told her. “You need me, just like I need you. On your knees,” he licked his fingers, held her gaze when he did it. Tugged his shirt over his head and stood up, unbuttoning his pants. She wet her lips, the little witch, teasing him. His lips thinned over his extended canines. “Knees.”
“Whatever you want, my Vampire Master,” she said, referencing the little game they’d played one hot night.
“This isn’t a game.” He kicked his clothes aside, his shaft thick and pulsing, balls tight. Suddenly, he didn’t want her on her knees. He wanted her wrapped around him. He grabbed her, pulled her hard into his arms. “I make the rules, Marissa.”
The taunting play slid out of her face. “Not this time, Evan. Not when it could cost you your life.”
Damn it, why wasn’t she listening. He lifted her, slid his cock inside her, her legs wrapping his waist. He buried himself inside her and then sat down on the couch, her on top of him. His hand laced into her hair and he exposed her neck, his teeth scraping along the delicate skin. “I could turn you right here and now and you couldn’t stop me.”
“But you won’t.”
His fingers slid behind her nape, bringing her gaze to his, his fangs purposely visible. “Don’t be so sure of that.”
Her eyes, blue as crystal, held his. “You won’t turn me without my permission.”
“You’re mine.”
“Yes.”
Finally, she agreed. “So you do as I say.”