Page 65 of Hot in Witch City
Although my body instantly responded to that request, I sensed something was off. I held her upper arms. “Is something wrong?”
“Not now that you’re here.” She pulled up my shirt and ran her hands up my torso.
She seemed bothered by something, the same as the first night that we’d gone home together.
“Gianna.” I pulled my shirt down and caressed her cheek. “If you’re upset about something, you can talk to me.”
She stared into my eyes. Her lips parted. I thought she was about to reveal what was bothering her.
She bit her lip and then said, “The last thing I want to do right now is talk.” She pulled her shirt off, revealing her lush breasts spilling over the cups of her black lacy bra. “Please, Sebastian. I need you.” She leaned over and kissed me again.
I couldn’t resist my siren’s request, not to mention how my wolf was urging me to shut up and take my mate.
That was still an issue. I’d been keeping this from her while expecting her to confide in me. She’d told me about her mother and still I kept this secret. It wasn’t right.
While she led me up to her room, I said, “I didn’t shower after my shift. I probably stink and should rinse off at least.”
“You smell fine to me.” She unbuttoned my pants. “But we can start in the shower.”
She headed into the bathroom and turned the hot water on. Once we stepped under the waterfall stream, we kissed again, running hands over each other’s bodies. I lathered her lush body with soap before sliding inside her from behind. It wasn’t the easiest angle, and she propped up her leg on the edge of the tub to help us find a good position.
I reached around to stroke her sensitive nub, and her cries echoed off the tile. When she climaxed with a throaty cry and quivering legs, I followed her into the abyss.
After a brief recovery, we dried each other off and returned to her room for round two. As I thrust inside her, the urge to claim her grew to a feverish peak. I was barely able to keep from exposing my sharpened teeth, ready to mark her as mine.
As we recovered side by side, she turned to me with a relaxed, satiated expression. “That was super hot.”
“It always is with you.”
She traced her fingers over my chest and smiled. “Now you’re the one who looks like they have something on their mind.”
My heart still pumping hard, I admitted, “I do.”
“What is it?”
This was it. I couldn’t keep my secret from her any longer. I rolled onto my side and faced her. “Gianna, there’s something I have to tell you.”
“Uh oh.” She propped herself up on her elbow. “I sense this is serious.”
“It is. It means everything to me.” I exhaled. “But I don’t think you’re going to like it.”
Her eyes searched mine. “What is it, Sebastian?” Her voice was edged with wariness.
“What my wolf sensed in the beginning… I’ve since discovered is true.”
She narrowed her gaze. “What do you mean?”
I gulped. “You’re my mate, Gianna.”
She sat up, pulling the sheet over her breasts and let out a nervous laugh. “No. I can’t be.”
I sat up beside her. “It’s true. You’re the one for me. The only one.”
She shook her head, saying nothing, but breathing hard. After several more seconds, she asked, “How long have you thought this?”
After taking in a heavy breath, I exhaled. “I sensed it the first time we slept together but tried to ignore it. As we spent more time together, it has become vividly clear.”
Her bottom lip trembled. “What does this mean? You’ve been lying to me this entire time?”
