desire for me; he fought his own in order to cater to mine. And
now that he’d left me to stew in my thoughts, to wonder why I’d
lost it now of all times, a dark, hollow emptiness was causing my
chest to collapse. Was it possible to love someone this quickly? It
felt like my world was beginning to fall, piece by tiny piece, each
second that he didn’t reappear in the doorway.
I tossed my shirt aside and crept towards
the door. My chin quivered as tears, an emotional tidal wave with a
new kind of fear, overwhelmed me. Damn if I wasn’t afraid of losing
him. How did he slip into my heart, into my world so quickly? I
felt the sting of loss, like I did with my mother, at the thought
of not being with him.
Forcing my feet to move, I stepped into the
short hall. I found him pacing in the living room. He was tugging
on his hair, cursing under his breath. His muscles flexed and his
body trembled. He was angry and upset. I couldn’t tell if he was
angry at me or himself, or possibly the whole situation.
My heart lurched, reaching out to him. I
couldn’t control the silent tears streaming down my face. It was as
if seeing him upset had me further upset; his pain was my pain in
essence. I took an unsteady step forward. The floorboard creaked
beneath me and his head shot up, his gaze meeting mine
immediately.
The floodgates opened and
he was at my side in an instant. He wrapped his arms around me.
“I’m so sorry, mi amor. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He sighed pressing his forehead
to mine.
I incessantly swiped at my tears. I couldn’t
explain where they were coming from. I didn’t even understand them.
I only knew one thing. “I’m not afraid of you. I’m not scared of
committing to you. I’m scared of what’s between us. I’ve never
experienced anything so potent. People don’t fall in love this
quickly. It’s not realistic; this isn’t logical, especially when
you take into account that I’m a plus size woman. Life isn’t a
fairy tale, but… yet… somehow I know I could have a happily ever
after with you. I don’t understand it, and it’s my fear of the
unknown that has me-“ I swallowed, trying to regain control.
“Overwhelmed.”
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Chapter Fourteen
DESI
I breathed a sigh of relief. My heart pumped
strong in my chest. She was willing to be with me. I was amazed
that a human could feel the supernatural pull of nature that a
werewolf did when it met its mate. She was so beautiful, so brave.
If she needed to work things out in her head, come to terms with
what I’d thrown at her, I’d wait. It would be hell, but she was
worth it.
She bit her lower lip, raising her
red-rimmed eyes to meet my gaze. “I want you to claim me.” Her
voice was low but certain.
“ Don’t tease me, baby.” My
wolf was so close to taking over; the skin on my cock felt like it
was stretched to the max.
“ No man’s ever gone down on
me.” She blushed, averting her gaze.
My wolf howled with delight over her
admission. “Well, I think we need to fix that right now.” I lifted
her into my arms and carried her back to the bed.
Instead of immediately laying her down, I
captured her lips, savoring the feel of her naked body in my arms.
I squeezed her round ass, pulling her pussy against my stomach.
This time, her arousal flared and remained constant.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing
me back with an exciting eagerness. My wolf pranced about, my groin
grew heavy, my muscles tightening as I focused on making my mate
happy enough to surrender to me; happy enough to mate with me
now.
I climbed onto the bed with her and laid her
down. I floated over her, continuing to caress her lips. My hands
roved over her lush curves. I loved how large and womanly she was.
I didn’t fear breaking her, but I worried about getting too rough
because she was so soft and tender.
Her hands slid over my shirt, up to my
shoulders and beneath my leather jacket. She moved it down my arms
and off of me. I drew back and
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