Page 54 of Scent of Home

He leans forward, presses a kiss to my abs, and rests his forehead against me.

“What am I doing?”

The words hurt.Me, you’re doing me. Please.

He stands up, and I hear him step away. I yank off the blindfold and grab my jeans, yanking them up. I move quickly, slamming him into my door before he can get it open.

“Let me,” I lick my lips, suddenly so nervous I can barely speak. “Let me take care of you.”

Shane thumps his head on the door. “You don’t need to.”

“No, I want to-”

“No. I already just… fuck! Pretend this didn’t happen.”

I press closer against him, desperate to find some way of reaching him. “I can’t. It’s all I ever wanted.”

Shane stiffens. “I have to go. This was a test. We both failed. I…no, this was a mistake.”

I almost howl. Instead, with defeat, I step back and watch as the alpha who has starred in all my fantasies walks out of my life like nothing happened.

I arrive at thecabin late and tap lightly on the door. I’d gone over this a thousand times. After this afternoon, I’m more shook than I expected. I shouldn’t come, I should…I should turn and go home, I should keep going, don’t be a coward. Back and forth. Over and over. In the end, I came. Why?

Because of her kiss.

Because Shane came to me now, after all these years.

I have to find out. I have to take this chance.

The door opens, and I almost groan when I find Shane standing in front of me. He shifts from foot to foot, and I wonder, in awe, is he actually nervous?

“Do you want to help me grab the pizzas?” I ask hesitantly.

Shane nods sharply and follows me back to my car. The sleek black beast looks beautiful in the low light tonight. A vision of Shane fucking me on it goes through my mind. I can almost feel him sinking into me. Fuck! I need help.

I open the passenger door, but before I can reach for the pizzas, Shane reaches in and grabs them. So close I almost taste his pine scent.

“Shane, about today-”

“There’s no need to talk about it-”

“I don’t regret it. It wasn’t a mistake,” I bite out, frustrated at the stubborn man.

He stares at me without emotion, without anything. But I know him better. I can see that incredible mind of his freaking the fuck out. He is so much smarter than me. His mind is an endless labyrinth of thoughts. I’m just me. He puts the pizzas down really slowly and stands up before I can move away. His fingers close around my throat.

“You don’t regret this? Us?” Shane growls, and I realise three things instantaneously. Shane is in a rut. He’s hard against my stomach, and I’ve never been more turned on in my life.

I pant, sucking in air as his grip tightens. He crowds into my space, his eyes dark and sinister in the shadows.

“No regrets?”

I shake my head.

“Do you want me, Brayson?”

The way he says my name could drop me to my knees. I nod my head.

“How long have you wanted me?” Shane continues and rolls his hips, causing our erections to press against each other.

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