Her heart battered her ribs as she debated what to do. She’d left her room because she hadn’t been able to sleep. The memories of their time in the woods had caused her to toss and turn.
They wouldn’t ease up, wouldn’t let her go, as they turned her body into a mindless, beggingthingthat craved onlyhim. Her breasts were heavy, a wet ache lingered between her thighs, and she couldn’t do anything to ease it.
The blankets and clothes against her skin became an oppressive weight until she couldn’t take them anymore. Tossing them aside, she’d kicked at her sheets in frustration and ordered herself to go to sleep; her command went unanswered.
So, she continued to lay there until she couldn’t take it anymore. Rising, she tugged on the T-shirt she’d discarded earlier but didn’t bother with anything else.
She told herself she was only going to the bathroom to splash cold water on her face, but she knew she was lying to herself before she stepped into the hall. Inexplicably drawn toward him, she told herself she’d return to her bed once she saw Asher passed out on the couch.
But before she made it to the end of the hall, the blankets rustled as he moved. She knew what she’d find in that room if she went any further, and it terrified her as much as it excited her.
She should go back to bed. She would save him, they would work together, and they would end the demons, but she was already starting to care for him far more than she should. Loving someone often resulted in a broken heart, and hers couldn’t handle being smashed to pieces again.
Still, everything in her ached so badly to see him that she couldn’t turn away. However, she couldn’t go forward either.
Never had she been so hesitant and uncertain around a man. But she was unsure with him, which made no sense. He’d already seen all of her and been inside her. He’d already used her in the most delicious ways possible.
She wanted him. It should be as simple as that, it always had been before, but her feet wouldn’t move.
And then, he was standing in front of her. She’d been so lost in her doubts she never heard him move.
She couldn’t recall the last time anyone succeeded in sneaking up on her. But there he was, standing before her, with his oh-so-tempting chest and eight-pack of abs on full, unfair display.
And not only was all his exquisite muscle and flesh bared to her, but the obvious outline of his erection tucked into the waistband of his pants made it perfectly clear he desired her as badly as she did him.
She would have to wipe away the drool if she didn't swallow soon. And that would be more humiliating than being caught in this hallway like a child trying to catch Santa.
But as embarrassment worked its way up her neck and into her face, he stepped toward her. To avoid touching him, she backed herself into the wall, and he rested his hand next to her head.
Her embarrassment evaporated. It was impossible to feel shy when he was so close. The smell of him worked its way inside her, digging deep until his scent and body were all she could see and feel. All her earlier desire for him blazed back to fierce, unrelenting life.
“I’ve been thinking about you all night.” His low, gravelly voice caused the hair on her nape to rise, and her nipples puckered. “I’ve been imagining fucking youallnight.”
The urgency in his tone and the faint hint of ire almost made her whimper; she couldn’t resist touching him. She rested her hands on his hips and fiddled with the edge of his waistband as her fingers slid toward the large, swollen cock between them.
“I’ve been thinking about you too,” she said.
“Why didn’t you come sooner?”
“Why didn’tyoucome tome?”
He rested his other hand on the wall beside her head, pinning her in. “You know why.”
Yes, she did know why.Shehad to make this move. If he’d come to her, she might have turned him away. Out of the two of them, she was the one whoknewwhen she left her room and walked down this hall, he would welcome her. He had no such guarantee.
“I’m here now,” she said.
“Yes, you are,” he murmured as he lowered one hand to run his thumb across her bottom lip. He pulled playfully down on it before bending and using his teeth to nip at it. “And you’re going to be mine.”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-FOUR
Brie wasa little surprised by his words, but when he nipped at her lip again before tenderly running his tongue across it, she forgot all about the possessive tone of his words. Her body melted into his as his playful bite awakened another hunger in her.
She yearned to sink her fangs into his throat and taste his blood as his hands ran over her and his cock filled her. The intensity of her thirst caused her fangs to tingle, and it took everything she had to keep them from elongating.
Asher slid his arm around her waist and drew her flush against his aching dick. For the past two hours, he’d been tormented by his need for her, and now that she was here, he was going to ease it.
It was almost too good to believe, and if it wasn’t for the fact he’d been so miserable, he’d almost think he’d fallen asleep, but there was no way her rightness in his arms was a dream.
