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“You can let go, mate.” He moved to stand, but I pulled him in closer.
“No, I can’t.” I looked up at the male who’d saved me from the vampire or some approximation of one. “Would you kiss me? Just one time?”
“Roxy, if I kiss you, it won’t be one time. I’m pretty wound up from the whole rescuing the heroine from the villain thing, and my wolf suggests I close the deal with you.”
“Then why aren’t you?”
Lucky we were both naked already because whatever we might have been wearing would have been shredded anyway. Adrenalin and affection and lust all wound together into a cocktail too potent to resist as my mate’s lips met mine and our bodies came together in a celebration of our victory. One that involved a lot of kissing and caressing and a frenzy of desire. I wound my legs around Odin’s hips, urging him closer, nipples scraping the hair on his chest. Like when my wolf drove that one shift, my body was alive in every cell.
But not with pain. Even when he thrust inside me, stretching me beyond what I’d dreamed possible—not that I’d thought about it much—it hurt in a great way, gliding right into pleasure. We fit together as if we’d been born for one another, which fated mates were, right? “Easy, mate,” he murmured. “If you keep writhing like that, I won’t last a minute.”
“Sorry, I’m new at this,” I moaned, not able to cooperate with his request. “But I’m doing my best.”
“That’s the problem. Your best is too good.” He paused for a second, and I squeezed my internal muscles around him, grinning at his groan. “And you don’t play fair.”
“Mate me, mate,” I chanted. “I’m—oh Goddess, I’m going to, ohhhh.” Everything within me tightened on its own, ripples of pleasure rolling over me as my mate brought me to orgasm.
“Too, too good.” His words were followed by spurts of hot cum filling me, and then he bent and sank his wolf fangs into my throat. “Mate.”
Unsure if it was usual but knowing it was right, I returned the favor, marking him, tasting blood but not drinking.
I had another mark, but this one I would wear with pride. We held one another for a long moment before he got up with a sigh. “I would go look for the others if I knew where to go. I don’t suppose one of them left any clothes here?”
“Check the laundry basket.”
“Evander’s shorts. It’s better than nothing.”
He went to shower, joking that he’d bring me with him, but then we’d be in there all night.
I rinsed off next, going over and over in my mind the events of the night. I realized something. I might not know what that vampire did when I got the second bite, but he did not rape me. Because my mate’s lovemaking had pierced my hymen. The smear of blood on my thigh proved it. He’d been my first. But he wouldn’t be my last because my wolf was convinced two other wolves were my mates as well. I might need a little time though. Odin had left me sore in all the best ways and places. Was this over, the whole vampire thing? I doubted it. Tyrol and his assistant came from not the shifter council but somewhere else, and they were tracking these creatures that could live in daylight and may have other mutations for all I knew.
Were the other guys okay? I wished they’d hurry and get back. Just because one was dead dead didn’t mean he was theonly one here or elsewhere. And like many predators, killing one could draw many more.
Chapter Fifteen
Odin
Roxy took a shower while I waited for the others. I had no idea where they’d gone to, but they couldn’t exactly answer their cell phones while they were in wolf form. So, I waited.
A lot had happened in their absence. A whole hell of a lot.
“Did you find her?” Sol and Evander rushed down the hallway, seeing me stand outside her room.
“I found her. She’s okay.”
“Tell us everything.” They came in and shut the door behind them.
“I followed a scent trail into the woods way beyond the school’s boundary. A vampire had her. One I’ve never seen before. He spoke very little, but I really didn’t give him a chance to. I attacked and got her away.”
Sol grabbed my arm. “He’s dead? Or dead again? Whatever happens to vampires?” I nodded. I had a hell of a lot more to tell them but for now, my mate was safe. Was she my mate? We had a bond. It was through blood and mating only. No mark. But she was mine. Mark or not.
“How is Roxy? Did he hurt her?” She wasn’t hurt. He did some kind of hypnotizing thing on her. That’s how he got her not to shift or fight him back. She did some, here in the room, but after that, he had her under his spell.”
“I want to see her,” Evander said. “Is she…she’s in the shower?”
I sighed. This was the part where I had to tell them what happened. All of it. They would know sooner or later but even though they were my best friends, what happened between Roxy and me was private.
“She is.” The water shut off in that instant. “And now she’s not. I’ll let her explain the rest.”
