The tears in his eyes matched the ones in mine.
Chapter Four
“Screw the rules,” he growled. “I love you, and no matter what they say, no one is going to take me away from you.”
He grabbed me then and pulled me to him. As he brought me into his arms, my face coming to rest in the crook of his neck, he slid my hair away from my face. Uncovering my cheek, he kissed me, his lips firm, unmistakable. He continued on in this pattern down my chin to my neck. I let my head fall to the side, giving him full access. His kisses turned to nibbles and then bites, but I didn’t fear him one bit. Rather, I wanted the beast in him to take me.
As he reached my collarbone with his lips, he scooped me up off the couch. I hung there in his arms, I swear, ready to let him do anything he pleased to me.
“I love how I weigh nothing in your arms,” I murmured. “I feel light, and under your gaze, I feel beautiful.”
“To me, you are light,” he grinned as he kissed me. Moving us easily into my bedroom, he stopped just before the bed and stated without any doubt wavering in his voice, “You are beautiful, the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. And, you are mine. I have to have you again. Now. Later. All night.”
I closed my eyes, let the words fill me with happiness. I belonged to a beast, my wolf, a fierce protector. A gentle lover when I wanted him to be, he’d turn wicked mate if I asked, I knew. The idea of belonging to him, someone of his size and power, it brought every inch of me to tingling. This was true magic.
“And, tomorrow?”
“And, many tomorrows. We have to make that possible.”
“Just a thought,” I managed, though I wanted in the worst way to be devoured by him, I still needed to mentally confirm that we would last.
New meant nothing when you fell in love. It truly bore no time to grow... maybe mature, but not exist. And, I knew him.
“What if they did remove you from my service, what would keep you from staying with me just as a man?”
“I was created, spelled, to do a job. I’d be reassigned.”
“So, you refuse. What’s the worst they could do, un-spell you? Then you’d be fully man, and completely able to be with me.”
“Let’s play it out as it goes. For now, take comfort in the fact that I am saying I am yours, in any way that you want me.”
“Funny,” I giggled, the feeling light and airy. “I was just thinking the same thing, that you could take me anyway you liked, but maybe I like your idea better.”
“Really, he laughed, the rumble of it shaking my core as my side rested against his chest. “Exactly what did you have in mind?”
He kissed the tip of my nose. Seemingly in no hurry to put me down, he adjusted my weight until I rolled into him more, pulling me into an embrace, something I’d have bet the hulk couldn’t do if I’d been asked such a question. He trailed his kisses again down my face until he reached my neck. Biting there, lightly, my flesh being scraped lightly by his teeth, the zing of it shot straight to my core.
“So, it’s a game of possession then? Is it?” he groaned into my breast, having moved down to the top of my chest. “That’s so hot. I want to make you mine, but you can go first. I’m all for that, in fact. The way you were the last time, how willing you’ve been to let me take you anywhere, it makes me wonder just what you will come up with next.”
My grin so big that I had trouble speaking, still I managed a flurry of word. “You do bring out the worst, or best in me depending upon how you look at it. While I already feel that I am yours. Every bit of me, I do have to confess to a deep burning desire, no, more a need, to make you mine in some physically, more symbolic, let’s say, manner,” I said in a sultry voice I didn’t know myself capable of.
“What did you have in mind?” he said with a coy smile that lit up even his eyes.
Hanging there in his arms, my full smile seemed permanent on my face, countered only by the blush that warmed my cheeks.
“Okay, really, what do you have in mind? Because I’d give you anything you want, or should I say in this instance, do anything you want. I’m willing, ready and able,” he laughed before his voice took on a much more serious tone. “I loved how free you were with me the last time we were in your bedroom together. Please be open with me now. Let yourself go. Let your mind go.”