Page 35 of Wolf Targeted
She just got out of the shower. Water droplets trail down her neck, and she’s naked except for a towel wrapped around her perfect tanned and toned body. Fuck, my mate is dangerous.
I can’t focus on my anger when she stares up at me with those big green eyes. Shit. I glance away to calm myself.
Anger, I need to remember my anger. She didn’t tell me about the danger she’s in. That is unacceptable.
“Why didn’t you tell me about the roof tile?” I ask.
“It was a freak accident, Archer, and it’s not exactly like you have given me many opportunities to talk to you.” She flips her long chestnut hair over her shoulder.
It’s an exercise in control not to pull her to me and rip the towel off her.
You can’t get too close to her. She’s too easy to love, even when she’s angry.
My feet move before I make the conscious decision, and a small smirk teases the corners of her lips.
I crowd her space, backing her against the wall. “You should have told me your life had been in danger twice yesterday.”
“When? When I was unconscious or after you fled the healer’s cabin?” She holds her head high as I glare down at her.
I slam my hands against the wall on either side of her head, caging her in. “You should have made me listen.”
“Why, Archer?” She sighs. “I don’t want to force you to spend time with me or listen to what I have to say. I want you towantto do those things.”
She runs her hand up my chest, and my spine tingles with the awareness that my mate is touching me.
Her hands slide around the back of my neck, and I let her pull me to her in a heated kiss.
I groan against her lips. I missed this over the last few months. I’ve missed being close to her. Fuck, this is a bad idea. I nip at her bottom lip and suck it into my mouth.
Jara gasps, and the sound goes right to my balls. Fuck, I want her. I want her more than anything in the world. I just need to give in to her.
Consequences be damned.
9
Jara
Surprise and longing flicker through me as his soft lips meet mine in a fierce kiss.
He crowds me, pressing his chest against mine as his hand caresses my jaw before moving down my body to grip my waist.
I missed this so much. I miss him and just being close like this.
Archer deepens the kiss, his tongue clashing with mine in a show of absolute dominance. A tiny moan escapes me as I thread my fingers through his hair.
He breaks the kiss and trails his lips over my throat to my mark. I shiver with pleasure and reach for the towel secured around me.
I need it off. I need it off now.
The towel drops to the floor, and I arch into his touch as his fingers trail from my throat to my breasts.
He sucks my nipple into his mouth hard. The brutality behind his movements is so much like Archer that I don’t care that he’s punishing me as long as he’s touching me again.
I run my hands over his shoulders, digging my fingers into them until my fingernails cut small moons into his skin.
He pinches my other breast, and I tilt my head back, smacking my head into the door. I slide my leg up the back of his thigh to pull his body closer to me.
His hard cock brushes against my bare pussy through his jeans. I pull him even closer.
