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The gun moved to Dante.
“We don’t know, we don’t know,” Jason repeated, hyperventilating. “He wore a mask during the meeting. He never showed us his face. You have to believe us.”
His eyes became more and more panicked when she pumped the gun. She frowned and lowered the weapon.
“He’s telling the truth,” she said with a sigh.
“You can smell lies?” Mason asked.
“No, urine. He’d tell us everything if he could.”
They were nowhere closer to finding the truth, though Mason gained a newfound respect for his mate’s abilities.
NINE
ASH
After their encounter with Dante and Jason, Ash and Mason made their way quietly back to Mason's house. It was dark, and the moon offered little light.
Ash's mind was completely engrossed with thoughts of Mason. He was so very unlike the documents she had read before meeting him. The pair walked in silence, their footsteps echoing softly on the sidewalk. Ash couldn't help but notice each breath Mason took and the gentle rise and fall of his chest beneath his loose T-shirt. His stride was measured yet powerful.
Mason had this raw energy, this primal strength that made her shiver. She could feel his power seeping into her skin, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She sighed softly, remembering his eyes burning into hers when he spoke about the passion he held for running his pack.
As they neared the house, she glanced at Mason, whose head was bowed low. He was deep in thought, too. They continued walking side by side until they reached the front door of Mason's home.
The door creaked open as they stepped inside. It was dark, and Ash's eyes struggled to adjust as she followed him up thestairs. Their footfalls echoed through the emptiness of the house until they reached his room.
Mason flipped on the light switch and shut the door behind him. Their faces were so close now that she could feel his warmth radiating onto her cheeks. It sent shivers down her spine as he closed the distance between them completely and pressed his soft lips against hers.
His right hand found its way around her waist while the left cradled her head gently as if she were made of glass. His touch was electric. Every nerve ending in Ash's body lit up like fireworks on the Fourth of July beneath his fingertips as she melted into him completely. It felt like heaven.
Her fingers traced lightly along his jawline and neck before settling at the base of his skull. Pulling back gently, she looked into his eyes before leaning forward for another kiss. This one was slow and meaningful, their tongues dancing against each other's lips in perfect harmony.
She could taste the mint from his gum and felt his stubble against her sensitive skin as she ran her fingers through his dark brown hair. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the room as they pulled away from each other, panting slightly.
Ash's heart hammered in her chest, thudding against her ribs as if trying to break free. The smell of freshly cut grass lingered on him from their walk home. His skin was warm beneath her fingertips where she traced light circles along his chest and stomach, feeling his muscles ripple beneath them. Mason pulled back slightly, grinning at her like a cat who had just gotten the cream.
"You taste so good," he murmured huskily. She felt dizzy with desire for him, barely able to think straight. Her mind was cloudy with lust.
"T-Thanks," she managed to stutter out before pulling him back toward her for another deep kiss.
They fell onto Mason's bed together, their bodies intertwined like two vines growing together. He tasted like freedom … salty sweat and fresh air mixed with mint gum and something unique to him alone that made Ash's toes curl with excitement.
She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this alive or this desired. His body was hard against hers, and it felt so right. Ash gasped softly when he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him so she straddled him.
He cupped her breast gently through her shirt, teasing the sensitive nipple through the fabric until it hardened under his touch. She moaned into his mouth when he slipped a hand under her shirt to caress the other one, his fingers tracing circles around her areola before dipping down to play with her sensitive skin above her bra line.
"Fuck," she breathed out against his lips, rocking against him slowly.
She couldn't help but grind against his erection, which pushed against her through their clothes, desperate for more contact. Their kisses grew more intense as they explored each other's bodies, their tongues dueling in a dance of desire and need for one another.
Ash let out a small whimper as he reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts from their confines. His warm breath fanned across them as he leaned in to take one into his mouth, suckling on it gently at first before pulling back to circle it with his tongue, laving away any trace of sweat or dirt from the night's events. Her eyes rolled back when he gently bit down on her nipple before switching to the other one.
The rustle of sheets filled the room as they continued their exploration of each other's bodies. Ash could feel the heat emanating from his skin against her own, making the room seem even hotter than before. His hands moved down her sidesplayfully before slipping under her shirt to caress her back gently.
She moaned softly at the contact, arching into him, wanting more. Separating from him for air once again, Ash whispered hoarsely. "I want you." It wasn't a question. It was a statement of fact.
He nodded against her neck, kissing and nipping lightly before standing suddenly. He undid his belt buckle slowly, his hips rolling suggestively against hers as he did so. The sound of the metal buckle hitting the wood floor echoed in the quiet room as he removed it completely.
