Page 98 of Revenant

I glare at her and huff in annoyance, barely aware I’m dragging her tighter against me. “No one is pissed at you, baby, so get that silly thought out of your head.”

Her nose crinkles adorably when she glances up at me with her teal eyes, and I carefully shift my hips to keep my dick from brushing against her. She narrows her eyes dangerously. “Then why are you avoiding me? If you aren’t upset, why can you barely look at me?”

My spine stiffens, my muscles suddenly rigid, and panic drums in my chest. It’s too soon. I can’t give her up just yet, not until I have a chance to ensure her safety.

I don’t realize I’m spiraling until Rue retreats, taking her touch with her.

Before I have time to snatch her close, Rue does a little hop and jumps on the mattress, then she’s flying toward me. Her arms wrap around my shoulder, her legs curl around my waist, and I automatically grab her ass and clutch her close. She’s so tiny in my arms, I’m afraid I will crush her.

When she tips her head back, a proud expression on her face, it’s hard to remember why this is a bad idea. “Rue…you need to be careful. I could have hurt you.”

She snorts so loudly that I’m surprised she doesn’t injure herself.

“You would never hurt me,” she responds instantly, and my chest warms at her belief in me.

But that only lasts for a second, and my insides go cold. “Not on purpose, but I’m different now.”

She raises a single eyebrow, then lowers her gaze to my chest, a hungry expression crossing her face. She drags her hand from around my neck, then boldly strokes me. When a pleased rumble fills the air, she nibbles on her bottom lip and peers up at me from under her lashes. “Yes, you are different. While you were sexy before you changed, you are even more gorgeous now.”

I gulp at her husky confession, opening and closing my mouth a few times as I struggle to form words to make her understand. Without being aware of it, I dragged her closer until my cock is nestled between her delicious thighs. The heat of her pussy sinks through my sleep shorts, and I become aware that the edges of her robe have fallen open, laying her bare to my gaze.

A belt keeps her chest covered, barely, the fluffy edges clinging to her glorious breasts. The robe dips low, revealing a slice of her skin down to her navel. The material slips dangerously off one shoulder, and I lick my lips as my hungerroars to life. I hold completely still, lest I breathe too heavily and the robe shifts again. I very much fear I will fall on her like a ravenous wolf ready to feast if I see even a hint of her pert nipples.

“Gunner!”

“Huh?” I jerk my attention away from her stunning body, blinking to clear my head, but the image of her sexy curves will forever be burned into my brain. A crooked smile quirks her lips when I finally gaze back at her, and I barely bite back a husky groan, desperate to kiss it off her face. I clear my throat, but my voice remains gruff when I speak. “What?”

“I said that I want you naked.” She blinks her pretty eyes up at me, her lashes fluttering, and I’m almost distracted, almost fall under her spell.

As a full body shudder ripples through me, I force myself to peel her off, the sensation akin to peeling off my own flesh. She clings to me, fighting me, but I’m so much stronger that she doesn’t stand a chance.

I gently set her back on the bed, sweat beading my brow at how hard it is to release her, and I drop her before temptation becomes too much. I grimace when she bounces, and I hastily step away, my eyes widening in panic when her robe shifts alarmingly.

Instead of being pissed that I manhandled her, Rue gains her balance and plants her feet on the bed. When she reaches for the belt of her robe, I stumble away, lifting my hands as if to ward her off.

Then all thoughts vanish, not a word leaving my parted lips, when the robe falls to the floor at my feet. I don’t blink, don’t breathe, and quickly thrust my clenched fists behind my back to avoid giving in to the impulse to reach for her.

My cock jolts at the stunning sight of her curves, pre-cum leaking from the tip, and I stifle a tortured groan as I study every fucking inch of her luscious body.

“W-What are you doing?” I stutter, my teeth aching, the small fangs in my mouth throbbing with the need to nibble and worship every glorious inch of her.

She shrugs her shoulder, her mouthwatering breasts jiggling with the movement, and I swear to the fucking gods that my knees weaken.

Satan’s balls!

If she even breathes wrong, my control will snap like a pencil, and I hastily take another step back…then jolt forward when I slam into the door at my back like I’ve been jabbed with a hot poker.

Rue lowers herself onto the bed, and I breathe a sigh of relief that she’s going to be reasonable. But instead of reaching for the robe, the little minx sits primly, opening her legs wide to give me a view of her gorgeous cunt, before crossing her legs, then leaning back on her arms so the full length of her body is exposed.

“You seemed shy.” She shrugs again, her breasts jiggling again like a fucking taunt. “So I thought I would undress first.”

My Adam’s apple bobs, and I think I swallowed my tongue.

“Rue…” Her name is nothing more than a tortured groan and a prayer all at once.

When she shoots a pointed glance at my shorts and I don’t move to comply, a tiny frown takes over her expression. She straightens, and her gaze drops to the ground. “You don’t want me.”

“It’s not that,” I protest, immediately taking a step toward her before I force myself to halt. I wave an annoyed hand down to indicate my cock, a wry grin twisting my lips. “You can see that’s untrue.”

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