Page 51 of Make You Mine

That earlier kiss did nothing but solidify how easy this could be.

Our easy banter further proves that he’s perfect for me.

Yet, it’s the throb of my clit that has me blurting out, “One more before dessert?”

“Is it chocolate?”

“Obscenely so.”

“Then hit me, so I can get my sugar on. Chocolate and your lips.”

He’s not making this easy on me.

“Cats or dogs?” I ask, ignoring his words. This is the only question that could be a deal-breaker for me. I’m an animal lover. I always wanted?—

“Why pick when you can have one of each?” His answer crumbles the last of my walls, and without pause, I lean forward, slip my fingers into his hair, and tug his mouth down to mine. The kiss is passionate and raw—bites and strokes of the tongue—and the perfect ending to our meal.

Screw dessert. His drugging kisses are all I need.

I’ll deal with the repercussions later.Much later.

18

ELIJAH

My neck is stiff, but my left side is deliciously warm.

I’m sitting up on the couch, neck angled down a bit, and lending my shoulder to a companion who’s driving me insane. More so after our meal. Those kisses. The feel of her small hand clutching my shirt—her hooded blue eyes looking at me with so much yearning—but as much as I want to devour her, I can’t.

Not yet. Not after her confession yesterday.

After what that son of a bitch tried to do…

I’ve never wanted to kill another human being before, and brutally so. The many ways going through my head should be worrisome, each more gruesome than the last, but more importantly, they go against my badge. My oath.

Yet, for her, I’d risk it all. He’s an animal.

I’m going to break his neck with my bare hands.

Her faith in me, the self-recrimination and pain over trusting the wrong people, made my already protective instincts go into overdrive. The feelings I’ve fought hard to ignore—my wants—sucker punch me in the face as I deal with the reality.

I want her. All of her.

Even if our current situation is dangerous and her security is my main priority, the feel of her lips on mine changed everything.She kissed me. Twice.Robbed me of my senses and then forced me to break quite a few protocols while I was at it.

I could lose my job because of those kisses, and I couldn’t care less. Fuck it all.

Nothing matters outside of putting him down like the disgusting beast he is, so my girl can be free. Because Jason, Lyle, or whatever the fuck he decides to call himself next week is now more than just a case; he’s my enemy.

He will pay for her tears with his blood.

Ava is mine, and I’m keeping her. She’ll never be hurt again.

The sunlight filtering through the large, floor-to-ceiling windows is brighter today than normal, and I savor the moment. The peaceful sound of her light breathing and occasional hums. I like it. Love the way a certain brunette with soft lips murmurs my name in her sleep.

“Five more minutes, Eli. The gargoyles and unicorns can wait for their coffee.” Her nose is now pressed against my throat, the small tufts of breath marking my skin while my cock swells to full mast. I’m hard as fuck while holding in my laugh, a difficult predicament.

Ava’s an adorably cute vixen.

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