tonight who is also not human.” She corrected him. “You said yourself we humans can’t stop him and your own Councils would demand you did it. Why would you force me to abandon you when you have no other choice?”
His lip curled.
“No,” she snapped before he could say anything. “He will eventually kill me if you don’t. You can’t be with me for every second of every day for the rest of my life, especially not if you’re going to kick me out of your life! He will kill me!”
In the next second he was in the semi-shift state. He growled low. “Do not put that image into my head.”
She scooted toward the hallway leading to the bedroom. He was a man. There had to be a way to convince him to drop this stupid martyrdom. “Why the hell not? Maybe I should take my chances with Julian. He seems to think I am his mate, too. Maybe he’s willing to keep me.”
“Rose,” Aiden snarled, and stalked toward her.
She kept leading him back to the bedroom. “What? It’s the truth, and I get to choose, right? Why can’t I choose the one who will keep me?”
Aiden lunged forward, but he didn’t collide with her. No part of his body touched her as he loomed over her. “You do not know what you’re saying. Julian is marked for death. He will be killed. By me or by some other shifter.”
“Exactly.” She was playing with something she didn’t understand, but she was sure she knew Aiden, no matter what he was. “There are four other women in this town with blonde hair and green eyes, and basically the same build as me. How many of them would die without you keeping them safe?”
“Stop.” His growl was low, and dangerous. “You’re killing me, Rose. You’ll thrive better in a human world.”
She stepped into the doorway. “Maybe, but I want to be in your world. In your life, with you.”
The air sparked between them. His eyes glowed. He stepped forward, brushing his body against hers. His hands skimmed down her sides to rest on her hips. He lowered his head, and his mouth devoured hers, his tongue hot and sweeping inside her. She moved backward, making him follow her. Her knees hit the back of the bed. His head pushed hers back to allow him access to her throat. Fangs scraped against sensitive flesh.
“I’m no good for you,” he rasped against her ear. “Werewolves are violent.”
He nipped her skin, and a shiver rippled through her.
“I’ll consume you, Rose. There’ll be nothing left.”
Molten heat sliced through her, settling between her thighs where the heat became damp. Her hips pressed into him, and her hands curled around his massive shoulders. “You won’t hurt me.”
One sharp claw hooked into the fabric of her shirt and tore down her front. The shredding of material reverberated through her. The coolness of the air in his room caressed bare skin. His hands slid over her. The pointed spike of his canine trailed down the center of her throat. He shoved the ruined garment and unzipped red hoodie off her shoulders. His mouth lowered to the thin lace material between her breasts holding her bra together. A fang caught and tugged. “I’ll devour you.”
The bra fell away, leaving her exposed. His lips skimmed over the ultra-sensitive peaks as his callused hand ran down her sides. His mouth moved down the flat of her belly as he dropped to his knees, stopping at the band of her shorts before tugging them off. Claws hooked at the waistband of her panties, silk ripped, and she was naked save for her shoes. He lifted one foot at a time, taking his time to sample each ankle and tease the arch of each foot once they were bare.
With mouth, hands, and the heat of his skin, Aiden sent her body into a whirl of wicked need. The stubble growth on his cheek grazed her leg as he moved upward. He stopped when his face was level with her sex, and he inhaled deeply. “So hot, Rose. So tempting.”
He continued the sensual assault. The tips of his claws touching, tantalizing, but never hurting as
His lip curled.
“No,” she snapped before he could say anything. “He will eventually kill me if you don’t. You can’t be with me for every second of every day for the rest of my life, especially not if you’re going to kick me out of your life! He will kill me!”
In the next second he was in the semi-shift state. He growled low. “Do not put that image into my head.”
She scooted toward the hallway leading to the bedroom. He was a man. There had to be a way to convince him to drop this stupid martyrdom. “Why the hell not? Maybe I should take my chances with Julian. He seems to think I am his mate, too. Maybe he’s willing to keep me.”
“Rose,” Aiden snarled, and stalked toward her.
She kept leading him back to the bedroom. “What? It’s the truth, and I get to choose, right? Why can’t I choose the one who will keep me?”
Aiden lunged forward, but he didn’t collide with her. No part of his body touched her as he loomed over her. “You do not know what you’re saying. Julian is marked for death. He will be killed. By me or by some other shifter.”
“Exactly.” She was playing with something she didn’t understand, but she was sure she knew Aiden, no matter what he was. “There are four other women in this town with blonde hair and green eyes, and basically the same build as me. How many of them would die without you keeping them safe?”
“Stop.” His growl was low, and dangerous. “You’re killing me, Rose. You’ll thrive better in a human world.”
She stepped into the doorway. “Maybe, but I want to be in your world. In your life, with you.”
The air sparked between them. His eyes glowed. He stepped forward, brushing his body against hers. His hands skimmed down her sides to rest on her hips. He lowered his head, and his mouth devoured hers, his tongue hot and sweeping inside her. She moved backward, making him follow her. Her knees hit the back of the bed. His head pushed hers back to allow him access to her throat. Fangs scraped against sensitive flesh.
“I’m no good for you,” he rasped against her ear. “Werewolves are violent.”
He nipped her skin, and a shiver rippled through her.
“I’ll consume you, Rose. There’ll be nothing left.”
Molten heat sliced through her, settling between her thighs where the heat became damp. Her hips pressed into him, and her hands curled around his massive shoulders. “You won’t hurt me.”
One sharp claw hooked into the fabric of her shirt and tore down her front. The shredding of material reverberated through her. The coolness of the air in his room caressed bare skin. His hands slid over her. The pointed spike of his canine trailed down the center of her throat. He shoved the ruined garment and unzipped red hoodie off her shoulders. His mouth lowered to the thin lace material between her breasts holding her bra together. A fang caught and tugged. “I’ll devour you.”
The bra fell away, leaving her exposed. His lips skimmed over the ultra-sensitive peaks as his callused hand ran down her sides. His mouth moved down the flat of her belly as he dropped to his knees, stopping at the band of her shorts before tugging them off. Claws hooked at the waistband of her panties, silk ripped, and she was naked save for her shoes. He lifted one foot at a time, taking his time to sample each ankle and tease the arch of each foot once they were bare.
With mouth, hands, and the heat of his skin, Aiden sent her body into a whirl of wicked need. The stubble growth on his cheek grazed her leg as he moved upward. He stopped when his face was level with her sex, and he inhaled deeply. “So hot, Rose. So tempting.”
He continued the sensual assault. The tips of his claws touching, tantalizing, but never hurting as
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