Chapter Nine
There was no way she would have been prepared for Adonis.
Not like this.
He was everywhere—from his scent to his touch, he didn’t let her escape. The moment Fabiana thought her mind could pull her out, he dragged her back to him, slamming the door shut on the past and leaving her withering beneath him. Even now, as his demand hung in the air between them, she couldn’t work up a single reason she shouldn’t give herself over to him.
Fabiana might have questions tomorrow, but tonight, she only wanted to feel and take. Adonis gave her more than she thought possible without even trying, and she didn’t know if she could go back to her old existence without exploring how being with him could really be.
His cock was long and thick against her core, teasing with cloth-covered thrusts that hit her clit with deadly precision. Adonis’s mouth claimed her. His hands molded her into a pile of quaking need. Why would she ever say no?
A niggling voice pushed into her mind.
A single cry to run, to hide.
Adonis lifted himself off of her, and her soul broke, shattered into so many pieces. If he left her now, something irrevocable would be left between them—something in the form of a wall. Fabiana didn’t think she’d ever have the strength to climb it by herself, but he’d force her to.
She dug her nails into the back of his head, yanking him back against her so she could wrap her arms around his neck.
“Don’t.”
“Don’t what,pequeña? Tell me.”
“Don’t leave me like this.”
He peered into her eyes, gold meeting blue. “There won’t be any going back from this. You will be mine.”
She knew it deep in her bones. He wasn’t making this promise lightly. She would be a different woman after tonight. His woman. His mate.
“I know.” She nodded, unable to say anything else.
Adonis went from poised to action in the blink of an eye, ripping the tattered remains of her gown from her body and tossing it over her shoulder before he nuzzled her neck.
“Where does it open?”
Of course, he’d discovered the suit while he touched her.
“Tell me, or I will remove it for you, Fabiana.”
“Th-there’s a zipper in the back. It disappears into my hairline. You can’t see it, only feel it.”
Strong fingers searched for it and tugged. Fabiana felt the odd sense of coming home as he unzipped it. She was … herself. Even her wolf didn’t like blocking away its scent. It changed its view of the world, and it had taken some time for Fabiana to recognize things without looking at them because her wolf registered the difference between the scent and the object itself.
Her wolf slammed inside her.
Mine.
Yes. Their scents collided and blended, a heightened sense of awareness sending shockwaves along Fabiana’s nerve endings. Adonis peeled the suit off her body, following with kisses and swipes of his tongue.
He touched everywhere.
The spot where her neck met her shoulder.
Collar bone.
Her breasts.
He missed no part of her until he gripped the sides of her suit around her arms, encasing her in it and forcing her back off the floor. It put her breasts at mouth level with him, and he grinned.
