CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
Jax
“So you’re going to Denver to fight, huh?” I ask as I pull my t-shirt on overhead and tug it down my torso.
We made it a whole three steps inside of Quinn’s door before we ripped each other’s clothes off. I set Quinn on the edge of the dresser and spread her thighs, bringing her to orgasm with my tongue before I fucked her senseless. Good thing these rooms have cinderblock walls, or I might’ve shoved the dresser right through it.
Quinn slides her leggings up her long legs and turns to me, resting her hands on her hips. “If you’re going, I’m going.”
There’s a determined glint in her eye, her wolf showing herself to me by way of shimmering copper swirls in Quinn’s irises.
I can’t help but crack a smile. “Hey, I never said I was gonna stop you.”
“Good, because you couldn’t stop me if you tried,” she huffs, folding her arms across her chest indignantly.
I chuckle, shaking my head and crossing my own arms to mirror her stance. “I know. That’s what I love about you.”
Her eyebrows shoot up. “Love?”
“Yeah.”
I watch her expression soften, my words settling over her. She uncrosses her arms, tucking her hair behind her ears and looking down at her feet, eyelashes fluttering. “Just that?”
She’s so fucking cute when she gets all shy. Quinn’s one of the boldest girls I know, but as soon as you try to discuss feelings and emotions, she’s suddenly bashful.
“Of course not… it’s just one of the many things.” I toss her a wink.
She looks over at me, her lips tipping up into a smirk. “Okay,” she chirps, striding over to stand directly in front of me and folding her arms again. “What else do youloveabout me, Jaxon?” Quinn challenges, waggling her eyebrows.
“Hmm…” I take my chin between my thumb and forefinger, tilting my head and acting like I’ve really gotta think about it. It earns me a playful swat on the chest from Quinn.
“That,” I laugh, sliding my arms around her waist and tugging her in closer. “I love how you play. How you don’t take life too seriously unless the situation warrants it.”
Her lips spread into a smug smile as she sets her hands on my shoulders. “And?”
“And,” I grin, leaning forward to plant a kiss on her right cheek. “I love how you get all flustered when you think someone’s telling you what to do, because you’re so damn headstrong that you think you know better.”
Quinn rolls her eyes. “Really?”
“Really,” I laugh. I lean in to press a kiss to her other cheek. “That’s not all, though. I love how much you value your relationships. Friendships, family, all of it. How you are with my mom, how you already seem to love my sisters. How fiercely loyal you are to your brother and your friends. You really care about the people in your life.”
A faint blush forms on her cheeks, her smile widening.
I graze my lips across the tip of her nose in a featherlight kiss. “And I love how you blush when you’re complimented, because for some reason you’re the only one who has no idea how amazing you are.”
Her hazel eyes flicker to meet mine and the look in them is enough to make me shatter. So full of passion and promise. “I love you, Jaxon,” she blurts.
A quiet laugh falls from my lips. “And that’s one more reason. I love your competitive spirit, how you knew I was working up to something here, but you couldn’t even let me be the first to say I love you, you had to beat me to the punch.” I cup her face in my hand, pressing my forehead against hers and looking deeply into her eyes. “Because I do, ya know. I’m completely, totally, crazily in love with you, Quinn Jacobsen.”
A shaky breath leaves her as she holds my gaze. “I’m so in love with you… you know that, right? More than I ever thought I could be with anyone. I may not be able to put it into words as eloquently as you just did, but I hope you know how much I love you. I hope you feel it.”
I do feel it. In every touch, in every kiss, every caress. Every glance. I feel so much love radiating from Quinn that it makes me weak. Turns me from being a big strong alpha to soft putty in her hands. All for her. Only for her.
My lips crash against Quinn’s, stealing her breath. In my kiss, I give her all of me, and she immediately melts into it, giving me all of her. The connection between us burns so bright that it’s almost overwhelming. I deepen the kiss, our lips parting, tongues twining. Quinn lets out a soft moan, burying a hand in my hair. The sound of it makes my dick twitch despite the fact I’ve already had her twice today.
“If you keep that up, I’m gonna tear your clothes off again,” I mumble against her lips.
“Tempting,” she murmurs, pulling back to gaze into my eyes. “But we’ve both got places to be.”