Ethan pulled himself back, examining her reaction. The spell had been broken and now it forced her to face the harsh reality. “Choose a side, Susan. Choose wisely. War is coming to the underworld and no one will be spared. I’m sorry that you were caught as a pawn, but at the same time, I’m glad that I got to meet you. Now, it is time for you to decide.”
He got up from the bed then smoothed the front of his clothes. His inner wolf protested with the sudden change of events. His dick tented the front of his trousers. He willed himself to ignore his second brain. He wouldn’t be dictated by the state of his testicles. A man’s leading cause of downfall that had been documented over and over throughout the history.
She wouldn’t reject him. He was sure of it. He needed to give her time to decide. Fuck. His erection was so hard it gave him major discomfort. He ignored it and headed toward the door. “Choose well, Susan,” he said one more time before he quietly closed the door.
Chapter Four
Sookie sprawled on the bed, unmoving. She was in a daze. What the hell just happened? She wasn’t concerned about Ethan admitting the truth. It was about the kiss. Oh my freaking God, the kiss! She had never been kissed like that in her life. It was mind-blowing.
It was magica…
Unconsciously,
she traced that lingering warmth on her lips with her fingertips. How is it possible to feel like this just from being kissed? This is…insane!
Ethan. She sighed. What did you do to me?
If someone told her about soulmates before Ethan kissed her she would have laughed out loud. How stupid it sounded. How freaking cheesy.
But now, she was a true believer.
How else could she explain the burst of raw emotion when he kissed her? Her heart never lied. All the fear she had of Ethan disappeared. She could trust him.
He would never let her down. He would protect her until the end of time. There was a hope. A hope to save Jesse.
All wasn’t lost yet…
She pushed herself out of bed and stalked toward the door. Never mind her robe or her clothes. She didn’t care about them one bit. There was one thing she needed to confirm and modesty was the last thing in her mind.
She opened the door.
She found him at the corner of the cabin where he set up his office. Ethan was sitting behind his desk, poring over a stack of letters. The fire-licked logs in the fireplace painted the cabin with a warm glow. Wind howled outside, screeching against the window panes, promising nothing but cold.
But it was warm inside. There was fire within her that Ethan had lit.
He turned his head in her direction. An arrogant smirk curled at the corner of his lips. He didn’t seem surprised at the state of her nakedness.
Sookie swallowed hard. “I have a question.”
“Shoot.”
“It’s more like…I need to confirm something.”
He furrowed his eyebrows.
Sookie counted to three and trudged toward him. She rounded the desk and casually settled on his lap. Without breaking eye contact, she drew his face with her hands and kissed him.
On the lips.
She closed her eyes.
That sensation returned. That deep, drawing feeling, an enlightenment and salvation cocooned together, swept over her. She trembled. Excitement with a dash of a deep, forgotten longing, stirred together within her. She could taste the liquor he partook of recently, along with spicy cinnamon in his mouth.
Ethan made a happy sound in his throat. He flung the pen in his hand and grabbed her ass. He growled against her lips and kissed her back lustfully. He pried her mouth open with his tongue and sucked it.
Sookie was lost. Fire burned in her veins. Lust coursed in her blood. Her heartbeat quickened. She needed more…
More than this.