Page 15 of Emerald Flame
“You can’t know me. We’ve had only a few serious conversations during the time we’ve known each other.”
She tilted her head. “Warren, what I know about you isn’t what you’ve told me or shared when we’ve talked. It’s about what you do and how you interact with those around you.”
He sighed. “I need you to understand this can never become anything. I would never bring a witch into my pack. Never.”
She knew her response couldn’t be flippant. Of all Warren’s qualities, he was a serious man who rarely smiled.
She lowered her hands to grip his arms. “I will never have a claim on you, I know that. I’m a grown woman and I have my own life, my own purpose. The truth is, I have no interest in mating with an alpha and consigning myself to Savage. What I want here, in this moment, is exactly what you’re offering, a powerful, physical experience.”
She slid her hands up his arms and caressed his shoulders. “You and I are the same in that way. You don’t want me to disrupt your life as the leader of the Caldion Pack and I don’t want to give up any aspect of my work in each of the territories.”
She felt his tension release. “That’s what I needed to hear.”
He kissed her and she had the profound pleasure of feeling his arms tighten around her, pulling her close. His tongue searched her mouth, then drove in a steady rhythm that soon had her moaning.
Her hands drifted over his thick shoulders and down his heavy, muscled arms. She’d been wanting this for so long. Now he was here, in her pool.
Her fantasies had become reality.
The water helped her to lift up and slide her legs around his waist. She used a bit of levitation to force her hips close so she could feel the stiff length of his arousal.
He drew back and searched her eyes. “So, you want me.”
She smiled. “Bad, wolf. Real bad.”
“There is something I want to say to you first. I’m grateful for what you did tonight to save my fellow Border Patrol officers and for bringing me here. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” She leaned toward him. But instead of kissing him on the lips, an instinct that felt very wolf made her take a different tack.
She tilted her head then parted her lips, but aimed for his neck. She opened her mouth wide and bit him, not a soft bite, either, but something animal-like.
Fu-u-u-ck.His telepathic voice was as rich and as deep as when he spoke aloud.That’s hot, Kiara. How did you know to do that because my wolf loves it.
I have no idea. It just felt right.
