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His smile faltered, and he abruptly pulled over to the side of the road. He opened his door and gave me a once over. “Sit up for a second.”

“Wha—” He was out of the car before I could finish the word. I watched him walk around the front of the SUV, and he came to my door opening it up.

“Come here,” he said, gesturing for me to turn and face him. He caught my face between his hands, and I leaned in as he kissed me. His thumbs brushed over my cheeks, and he pulled away. “You are so fucking beautiful.”

“What’s going on?” I asked. “Why did you pull over?”

“You asked me how you smelled,” he said, sweeping my hair back over my right shoulder. “I thought you deserved an answer.”

“Oh,” I said, twisting his shirt into my hands.

His lips curled into a wicked grin, and he leaned in closer, dipping his nose down to the crook of my neck. His mouth skimmed over the surface of my skin. He pressed a kiss to the soft space behind my ear and purred. “Red wine….black cherries….and sugar crystals.”

“Sugar crystals?”

“Mmm.” He nodded and pressed a kiss against my pulse point. “Like the sugar that coats sour patch kids.”

I chuckled. “Oh really?”

“Absolutely, first you’re sour,” he said, leaning back to meet my eye again. He brushed his thumb over my lower lip, biting his own. “Then you taste so sweet.”

I hooked my legs around his hips. “And do you like sweet things?”

“You have two choices,” he said. “One, we climb into the back seat, and I show you just how much I like the way you taste, or I claim you in the grass.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Why not both?”

“Oh, my sweet greedy girl,” he chuckled, lifting me off the seat. He walked back a few steps and set my feet on the ground. “But I don’t think we’ll have time for both.”

I winced. He was right. We were on a mission. We had to save Dillon. “Do we have time for any of it?”

“Actually…” his fingers tightened on my arms. “I—God this is gonna make me sound like such a pig.”

“You need it,” I said, realizing I already knew the answer. I could feel it in the way his entire body vibrated under my fingers. His wolf wanted to claim me, and it wouldn’t be satisfied until he did, or until he shed his human form for a few hours.

Jamie exhaled a shaky breath. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize,” I said, reaching for his belt. The leather slipped free of it’s clasp like a knife through warm butter. My wolf shivered beneath the surface of my skin, ready and hungry for her mate. “I need you too.”

He groaned and then his hands were on me. He pulled me tight. He threaded his fingers through my hair, kissing me rough enough that our teeth clashed. I unzipped his pants, and my fingers dove into his boxers.

We knelt in the grass together and I kicked off one boot, wriggling free from my jeans, as he positioned himself between my legs.

Hovering over me, he slid his fingers over my sex. “Are you ready for me?”

“Yes,” I said, running my hands over his neck and shoulders. “God yes.”

He touched his forehead against mine, “Say you’ll be mine, Eve. Tell me your heart is mine.”

“Always,” I promised, cupping his face between my palms. “I’m yours and you are mine.”

He nodded and kissed me deeply as he spread my legs a little wider. I felt him position his cock, brushing it over my wet skin, and I shivered.

“Look at me,” he whispered. I opened my eyes, and he thrust forward, filling me to the brim. A whimper escaped from my lips, and he sealed my mouth with one powerful sentence. “I’m yours, always.”

His kiss turned to fire, and my heart ached for him. My fingers dug in tighter on his shoulders, urging him on. I lifted my hips off the ground meeting his thrusts, and he hooked one arm under my knee, pressing it up close to my chest, turning just enough to hit that spot inside me over and over. My body began clenching and unclenching around him, threatening to shatter into a million pieces until tears dripped over my cheeks.

Rocking my hips up into him, his name tumbled from my lips like a prayer. “Jamie…Jamie…Jamie.”

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