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“Everything,” he says. “Anything. All of it.”
“Donald,” I whisper.
Then he spins me around, pulls me flush against him, and kisses me like he fucking means it.
Chapter Eleven
Donald
When I left Fablestone, Natalie wasn’t even on my radar. She was young and reckless, but now? Now she’s an adult woman and she’s the most incredible one I’ve ever met. I’ve never known anyone who was as brave as her, and I like that.
I like that she saw a need, and she was willing to meet it.
I like that she risked everything for the clan.
Traveling to Storm Dawn may seem like a simple task, but the reality is that it was a dangerous journey for her. Not everyone in the city is welcoming to shifters or their kind. If she had asked the wrong person about me, suspicions would have been raised. She’s lucky she found Ted right away and not someone like the butcher, who doesn’t like strangers, or someone like the banker, who is just a general asshole.
And now we’re kissing, making out like a couple of teenagers who can’t seem to keep their hands off of each other. Wistfulness washes over me as I realize that this is what I’ve been missing: this connection. I didn’t even kn
ow that I missed having a woman’s hands on me until now, but something tells me that no other woman could make me feel the way that Natalie makes me feel.
My hands are on her hips, firmly holding her in place. She’s pressed against my body and I can feel her nipples rubbing against me. They’re hard, tiny peaks and I want to pinch and bite them. I want to roll them between my fingers until she moans. I want to lick them until she begs me for more.
“Donald,” she whispers, rubbing against me. She’s a wanton and I love that about her. She’s not holding back. She’s rubbing against me like a contented kitten, like she’s getting everything she needs in this moment, and that satisfies me more than it should.
“Natalie,” I whisper right back, and she giggles, pulling back for a second.
“I can’t believe this.”
“What?”
“I’m kissing you.”
“You aren’t right now,” I pout playfully, pulling her back toward me.
“We should go,” she says.
“We have time for one more kiss.”
I kiss her again, long and slow, taking my time. My hands are on her body and in her hair. There’s no time to make love to her right now, but my body is begging me to.
She is our mate, my dragon whispers to me, and I don’t bother fighting him. Whether you believe in mates or not, whether you believe in true love or not, none of that really matters because you’ll either find someone to love or you won’t.
Right now, I think I have.
I think I’ve found someone who makes me feel like I can be strong when I feel weak. I’ve found someone who can make me feel brave when I feel afraid. I’ve found someone who makes me think that somehow, suddenly, I’m not completely alone in the world.
This is a feeling I want to cling to forever.
She pulls away and this time, her eyes are serious.
“Donald,” she says.
“It’s time,” I agree silently.
“What about Cameron?” She asks.
“What about him?”
