Page 54 of Wed Or Dead

Some of the pack might be pissed over Davis’s death. Some wouldn’t think that a human should have been involved in the trial. Some might even be wanting her blood.

Not anymore.

With that one word, he’d given a warning. Any who touched her would regret it because…

Mine.

No one hurt what was his.

Gage carried her from the room that smelled of death and blood, and he didn’t look back.

When the bedroomdoor closed behind them, Kayla knew just what Gage had planned.

Not like it would take a genius to figure this one out.

“Gage, I need to find?—”

He kissed her. Lowered her feet to the floor, then pushed her back against the wall. Her wolf was aroused, no doubt about it. And, okay, maybe she was, too. Gage certainly knew how to kiss.

Hell, yes,he did. Adrenaline still spiked in her blood, making her heart beat faster and letting that wild heat inside of her surge ever hotter but…

She pulled her mouth from his and sucked in a fortifying breath. “We have to?—”

“Fuck,” Gage finished, voice guttural. “Ineedyou.” His eyes blazed down at her. So bright. She loved the blue of his eyes. “Not about the pack. Not about hunters. I justneed you.”

Her breath seemed to freeze in her lungs. Wasn’t that what she’d always longed for? Someone who needed her? Someone who just wanted her, exactly as she was? Darkness, scars, and all?

His hands tightened around her arms. “I didn’t marry you because you might be able to give me children.”

That whole mate thing again. It could make a woman tense.

“I married you because I couldn’t breathe without tasting you.”

Oh, well. She wasn’t even sure what to say to that, but his words sure made her feel good.

Besides, it didn’t matter that she couldn’t toss out a ready comeback. Gage didn’t give her a chance to respond. He kissedher again. His aroused cock pressed against her. Long, full, so thick.

Why did I marry him?

Not for the mission. Not because he was a job.

Because I wanted him.

She still did. Always would.

So she didn’t push him away. Why couldn’t she have what she wanted? Couldn’t she just take it? Take him? Her clothes were seriously in the way.

Her hands wrapped around Gage’s powerful, broad shoulders, and she pulled him closer. She loved the way he kissed. The slow thrust of his tongue. The sensual press of his lips. She got wet just from his kiss.

His hands slid down her body. Curved around her ass. Lifted her up against his cock.

Yes.

Her body was already eager for him. She rubbed against him and liked it when he tensed against her. Power. It could come in so many forms.

His mouth lifted from hers. He stared into her eyes. “I’m not letting you go.”

He wasn’t talking about that moment. She got that part. But she didn’t want to think about the future. About what could happen or who could tear them apart.

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