scooped her up and sat down with her nestled in his lap. Just like a kitten, she curled into him, seeking comfort.
"It's real. There are quite a few shifters in Rosebery. Pretty much the entire fire crew and their families for a start."
She was shaking her head, no doubt having trouble assimilating this new information.
To give her a break, he changed the subject. "Want to tell me what happened tonight? I found your necklace outside your window. The chain is broken."
Tina's hand went to her throat and Conner growled low as his anger grew. She had a thin red line around the back and side of her neck.
"Robyn tore it from my neck. She went crazy. Well, more crazy than usual. Took my phone, told me I couldn't see you ever again. She helped me into bed then took my chair with her when she left. I can't get anywhere without it. I have so little movement in my pelvis, and my bones are still healing. There's no way my leg would hold my weight. Even if it did, I'm not strong enough to fight her. She has one hundred percent control over me and I hate it. I hate it so much, Conner."
With a sob she clung to him, burying her face in his neck. He stroked her back in soothing circles. His chest tight with emotion, he lowered his head to her. Kissing his way down her neck—paying special attention to the red line—before moving over her shoulder. Her tears slowed and he felt her nuzzle against his skin, unknowingly marking herself with his scent. His leopard purred with satisfaction, even as his heart continued to break for her pain. She tilted away from him, opening the long line of her throat to him. He accepted the invitation and left feather light kisses in his wake as he made his way up to her lips.
Cradling her face in his palms he devoured her mouth, slipping his tongue in to dance with hers. She moaned and shuddered beneath him. He felt her soft caress, as she slipped the buttons free on his shirt. He laid her down on the soft mossy grass and sat up, stripping his shirt before covering her body with his and diving back between her lips. He pulled back with a hiss as she tilted her pelvis against his rock hard erection. Moving to her side he slid his hand up her body, caressing her hip. Slipping under her shirt, he traced her ribs up to her breasts. He stopped in shock as he came in contact with flesh, not material.
"No bra, baby?"
"I'm small enough that I don't need to always wear one."
He watched, frozen, as she peeled her shirt up and off revealing her perfect breasts. He couldn't look away. She was stunning. Purring, he lowered his head to her, nuzzling his face in her cleavage before rising up to suckle a beaded nipple into his mouth. She arched into him, gripping his hair in her fists as he lavished attention on her flesh. Never had he tasted anything so delicious. How much better would it be in real life? He couldn't wait to find out.
Her hands played over his shoulders and upper back before sliding down his arms. He occupied his fingers by caressing every square inch of her he could reach. He gripped the fly of her pants and she pulled his head up from her skin.
"Not here, not in a dream. I need to feel you in the real world, I need to be one hundred percent sure it's for real."
He kissed her with all the love he was feeling for this wonderful woman.
"Sounds good to me. I can't wait." He snuggled against her on the mossy forest floor, enjoying simply holding her in his embrace where he could keep her safe.
~ * ~
"C'mon Dominic, we need to get going."
Adele gave her husband a small shove toward the door. They had been away for a month on an extended honeymoon. After all the drama of Cole kidnapping Kelly and Adele, then Adele shifting for the first time, Dominic insisted they take a full month to holiday, relax and recover. Having Dominic all to herself twenty-four/seven had been amazing. She smiled as she remembered their visit to see the original shifter, Choden Sangye, high in the Tibetan mountains. She'd
"It's real. There are quite a few shifters in Rosebery. Pretty much the entire fire crew and their families for a start."
She was shaking her head, no doubt having trouble assimilating this new information.
To give her a break, he changed the subject. "Want to tell me what happened tonight? I found your necklace outside your window. The chain is broken."
Tina's hand went to her throat and Conner growled low as his anger grew. She had a thin red line around the back and side of her neck.
"Robyn tore it from my neck. She went crazy. Well, more crazy than usual. Took my phone, told me I couldn't see you ever again. She helped me into bed then took my chair with her when she left. I can't get anywhere without it. I have so little movement in my pelvis, and my bones are still healing. There's no way my leg would hold my weight. Even if it did, I'm not strong enough to fight her. She has one hundred percent control over me and I hate it. I hate it so much, Conner."
With a sob she clung to him, burying her face in his neck. He stroked her back in soothing circles. His chest tight with emotion, he lowered his head to her. Kissing his way down her neck—paying special attention to the red line—before moving over her shoulder. Her tears slowed and he felt her nuzzle against his skin, unknowingly marking herself with his scent. His leopard purred with satisfaction, even as his heart continued to break for her pain. She tilted away from him, opening the long line of her throat to him. He accepted the invitation and left feather light kisses in his wake as he made his way up to her lips.
Cradling her face in his palms he devoured her mouth, slipping his tongue in to dance with hers. She moaned and shuddered beneath him. He felt her soft caress, as she slipped the buttons free on his shirt. He laid her down on the soft mossy grass and sat up, stripping his shirt before covering her body with his and diving back between her lips. He pulled back with a hiss as she tilted her pelvis against his rock hard erection. Moving to her side he slid his hand up her body, caressing her hip. Slipping under her shirt, he traced her ribs up to her breasts. He stopped in shock as he came in contact with flesh, not material.
"No bra, baby?"
"I'm small enough that I don't need to always wear one."
He watched, frozen, as she peeled her shirt up and off revealing her perfect breasts. He couldn't look away. She was stunning. Purring, he lowered his head to her, nuzzling his face in her cleavage before rising up to suckle a beaded nipple into his mouth. She arched into him, gripping his hair in her fists as he lavished attention on her flesh. Never had he tasted anything so delicious. How much better would it be in real life? He couldn't wait to find out.
Her hands played over his shoulders and upper back before sliding down his arms. He occupied his fingers by caressing every square inch of her he could reach. He gripped the fly of her pants and she pulled his head up from her skin.
"Not here, not in a dream. I need to feel you in the real world, I need to be one hundred percent sure it's for real."
He kissed her with all the love he was feeling for this wonderful woman.
"Sounds good to me. I can't wait." He snuggled against her on the mossy forest floor, enjoying simply holding her in his embrace where he could keep her safe.
~ * ~
"C'mon Dominic, we need to get going."
Adele gave her husband a small shove toward the door. They had been away for a month on an extended honeymoon. After all the drama of Cole kidnapping Kelly and Adele, then Adele shifting for the first time, Dominic insisted they take a full month to holiday, relax and recover. Having Dominic all to herself twenty-four/seven had been amazing. She smiled as she remembered their visit to see the original shifter, Choden Sangye, high in the Tibetan mountains. She'd
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