I felt the heat of my carnal lust and melting need for him as he lay me down on the bed and stretched out above my body like a sleek animal at the top of the food chain, all tousled moonshine-bright hair and lean hard body.
His eyes were alight with teasing mischief, as he began to kiss down my throat, his tongue flicking at the secret curves, the hidden places I never knew would make me squirm with need.
The treehouse smelled delicious, like Jack did, cinnamon-sweet scent with just a touch of rusty wild blood under the surface.
But it only made me more excited, to know he had that wild shifter side to him.
“Was that you, in the forest?” I asked breathlessly. “Taking down the wild boar?”
I felt like I could hardly wait for the answer, my breath coming in quick little anxious pants.
He didn’t look angry, but he bent his head down and took my ear lazily in his mouth.
“What do you think?” Jack said teasingly.
“Yes. Yes, I do.”
“Clever girl,” he rumbled. “I saw the way you looked at me. I saw the way your eyes dilated when I took the animal down. There’s something a little wild inside you, isn’t there, Andromeda?”
“No,” I yelped, but there was slick between my legs again, my breath panting as he said my name.
“What does fated mate mean?” I added, sinking into the blankets as he drew aside my torn dress to lick across my breasts, his tongue alternately soft and rough.
“It means we were meant for each other. It means you’re my soulmate, my truelove. It means you and me forever.”
Forever
To be claimed by someone like Jack was beyond my wildest dreams.
“Yes.Yes,” I breathed, as I twined my arms around his neck and opened my thighs wide.
5
Jack’s strong fingers gently drawing the remainder of my torn dress from my body woke me up.
“Good morning,” he said, dropping a kiss on my lips. “I woke up wanting to protect my beautiful little mate.”
“Protect from what?” I asked sharply, fear pulsing through me as I thought of that dark, dripping forest.
“No need to worry,” he said reassuringly.
His fingers felt so good on me. Cool, assured, their tips dragging down my heated skin.
Jack raised my arm up, his fingers holding my shoulder and elbow tightly in place.
“What are you doing?” I squeaked in surprise.
“Just a little protection spell. To show that you’re mine. You wouldn’t want to go out walking in the woods and have some strange wolf seize you, would you?”
His voice was teasing, but I heard something intense underneath his tone.
He was very anxious for me to be protected.
What was out there in the forest?
“They could do that?” I asked, feeling tendrils of panic.
Jack’s lips captured mine, his tongue silky and luxuriant.