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Every prim andproper part of her brain screamed for Flora to cover her lady bits, but this wasn’t about being who she was—it was about who she wanted to become. The bold and brazen part of her she’d been taught to hide until Emery came along and demanded she let it shine. The woman who fought for what was right and took what she needed.
Draven’s gaze deepened from emerald to the darkest forest and transformed from protector to seductive hunter as it roamed down her exposed flesh. He fisted his hands by his sides and a deep animalistic growl rumbled through his chest.
But he didn’t move. And every moment he didn’t reach for her left Flora questioning her moment of bravery.
She shifted on her feet nervously.
Asking him to stay had obviously been a mistake. He didn’t want her. It was clear she’d read the signs wrong. She’d thought he’d wanted the same thing. It didn’t matter that he made her come alive. That in the short time they’d known each other he’d fulfilled his promise tenfold and forced her to live. Pushed her to experience the things she didn’t even know were important to her. She was just the job to him. A deal to pass the time they were forced to be together.
Flora untwined her fingers from his and crossed her arms across her breasts. “It’s fine. You don’t have to stay. I just…you don’t want this.”
Not like I do.
“Oh my little Luna, I want this more than you could possibly imagine. I have thought of all the ways I’d taste you many times since you stumbled your way into my pack bar. I’ve considered what it would be like to fuck you on the top of a Porche and then again against a brick wall of your home town where anyone could hear us. I’ve wondered if you’d be as wet as you were earlier when you took your own pleasure; if you’d moan as you did then if I filled you with my cock.”
Heat filled her cheeks, but she couldn’t deny she loved the filth coming from his mouth. It left her stomach coiling and thighs clenching. “You heard me before?”
“I did. I damn near came, listening to you own your body.”
Draven took a step toward her, and Flora let out a shriek as he dug his fingers into her forearms and pulled her against him.
“I wanted to rip down the fucking door and give into every primal urge I’ve had from the moment I met you.” With every word his head lowered until he was hovering over her quivering lip. “I wanted to be the one to make you moan, to be the one to drive you mad with my fingers, my tongue, my cock. And you know why?”
“Why?” she whispered with a tingling mouth.
“Because wanting you has never been the problem.”
And then his lips were on hers. Moving against hers and hollowing her stomach with need and lust and everything she shouldn’t want from him.
Draven was kissing her.
No.
Draven didn’t kiss—he owned. He claimed. His lips dominated hers and forced her jaw to open, his tongue stroked hers, each swipe a demand for more.
And Flora wanted to give it to him. She wanted to give him everything. His lips may have ensnared her, but it was who Draven was at his core that kept her entranced and left her wanting more.
She unhooked her arms from her chest and wrapped them around Draven's neck, deepening their kiss. His five o’clock shadow scraped against her chin, and she savored the burn. Everything about him made her feel alive.
An erotic groan escaped him as Flora dragged her body against his, and she was sure she would do anything to hear it again. Draven gripped the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair as his lips molded to hers. They moved in perfect sync, and Flora tried to tell herself that it meant nothing, but she knew whatever happened wouldn’t just be sex. She’d still feel him everywhere, regardless of how far apart they were. An inkling in her gut told her he’d forever be a part of her.
Draven tugged her lip between his teeth and pulled away sharply, creating space between them in the tiny tub.
“Fuck,” he growled the profanity like it was a plea and a prayer. “Tell me to walk away. Flora. Tell me this is about the deal we made, and you don’t really want this. No questions asked, I’m gone.”
“This is more than the deal we made. You and I both know that,” she whispered, her hands sliding up to cup his cheek. “I want this. I’m not afraid of what happens here, Draven.” She knew he would taste the lie in her words, so she tacked on a truth. “I’m afraid I’ll never feel this again once I’m turned. Let me feel. Give me this. ”
His eyes searched hers, and she didn’t miss the flash of anger in them when she mentioned being turned. She almost opened her mouth to tell him it wasn’t a sure thing, but there was still a part of her that didn’t want to have to be protected. She wanted to be her own savior.
Draven’s eyes left hers, roaming freely down her body, and Flora shifted her weight nervously under his gaze. Standing in the shower in her underwear, almost all of her was available for him to consume. And consume he did.
He took a step forward, his hands drifting down her torso with a feather soft touch, rounding her hips until they settled on her behind. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh and lifted her up so Flora was forced to wrap her legs tightly around him.
His head lowered to her neck, and he sucked her skin between his lips, letting his fangs drag over her artery. She couldn’t hold back a moan, or the way her hips involuntarily rolled forward, perfectly lined up against the tip of his hardened length. “I want to give you so much more than just this one night, Bubbles.”
In the blink of an eye, they were free of the shower and Draven was lowering her onto the four-poster bed so her legs dangled off the edge. He stood back, and her skin tingled and nipples tightened, not only from the absence of Draven’s heat but from the way his eyes continued to devour her as she lay before him, like he was lost in her.
“Draven?” she called his name in an effort to pull him back from his thoughts.
