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Her little hiss of pleasure sent tremors down to his balls and made them go tight in seconds. As he dipped his head to kiss her, he pulled her legs up and positioned her feet on the edge of counter, opening her up more for him.
“Is this okay?” he asked, pulling away from her.
“More than okay,” she said, placing her hands on the counter behind her to support her position as they both looked down and watched his c**k slowly slide in and out of her. He licked his lips as he watched his glistening c**k slide out of her and had to fight the urge to pull out and replace it with his mouth.
Back when he used to go down on girls to protect his reputation, he hadn’t really cared for the act that much.
He only cared that he was good at it and that they got off. Nothing else mattered, but with Izzy he couldn’t get enough of her. Just the taste of her juices had him fighting back the urge to come.
He ground his teeth as he watched Izzy move a trembling hand over her breast and down her stomach and when she touched herself and moaned his movements slowed as he watched her explore herself. It was more than obvious by her surprised little gasps that she’d never touched herself before and the knowledge that he was watching her touch herself for the first time had his dick throbbing almost painfully.
He could easily come, but he held off, giving her a chance to enjoy herself.
When she licked her lips and threw her head back crying out his name he lost it. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him as he stumbled away from the counter and pressed her against the wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded into her, uncaring that he lost control or that the ass**le next door was screaming his head off.
He couldn’t get enough of her.
As he f**ked her he grabbed the hand she’d used to pleasure herself with and sucked her fingers greedily.
He loved the way she tasted, the way she felt wrapped around his cock, the moans she practically scream in his ear and he was scared shitless that he actually might love her.
“Chris!” she screamed his name, sending him over the edge. He pumped two more times inside of her as he buried his face in the crook of her neck.
He turned his head to press a kiss against her damp neck and that’s when he felt it. Knowing that he was just imagining things, he pulled back and felt his world crash down around him as he spotted the dark pink raised circle right beneath Izzy’s ear.
Aw, f**k no………….
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“You’re really starting to scare me, Chris,” Isabella said, pulling her legs onto the bed as Chris came storming by as he shoved some of their things in bags as he yelled at Eric to move his ass.
She really didn’t know what the hell was going on. One minute he was groaning in her ear and pressing sweet kisses against her neck and the next minute he was running a hot bath for her and telling her to soak a few minutes while he handled a few things. For ten minutes she did exactly that as she listened to Chris yell at someone on the phone from the other room. Finally she had enough, got out of the tub, dried off and pulled on a pair of lavender panties and a matching cotton camisole and stormed out of the bathroom only to be forced to climb on the bed or get run over by Chris as he paced the room.
“I don’t f**king care if you’re ready or not. I’m taking her in now!” Chris snapped, actually scaring her.
She must have made a sound or something because he stopped pacing and was immediately by her side, taking her hand into his as he continued speaking on the phone with Eric.
“I don’t give a flying f**k what’s going on. I want my wife protected!” he practically roared.
Wasn’t he protecting her? she thought, wondering what the hell changed in such a short span of time. She didn’t want to go the Boston compound because it would be one more place that she needed to try and escape from, but the way he was acting terrified her and made her think that perhaps she should go. Then again she’d like to make that decision on a little information. She wanted to know what the hell was going on.
“Then let me take her to another compound. Either way she needs more protection at the moment,” he explained, giving her hand a comforting squeeze that if she was going to be honest didn’t really provide her with a whole lot of comfort. No, it actually terrified her more.
“She,” his eyes darted down at her before he continued, “has a raised circle below her ear,” he said tightly, not sounding too pleased about it.
Was he talking about her rash? she wondered. She pulled her hand away from his and hurried to the bathroom and flipped the light on. When she saw that the last evidence of the scratches was gone she wasn’t too surprised since she’d always healed quickly.
She tilted her head to the side and frowned when she spotted the source of all the itching, except it didn’t itch any longer. No, now it was a small dark pink empty circle the size of a nickel and whatever it was it was scaring the hell out of Chris.
What the hell did the werewolf do to her?
“Eric’s sending a team to help make sure we get to the compound,” he said with a forced smile.
“What’s wrong with me?” she asked, biting her lip and trying not to cry. She didn’t want the werewolf version of rabies or distemper or whatever the hell they had.
“Nothing’s wrong with you, Munchkin,” he said with a forced smile. “This is just a precaution.”
“What the hell does this thing mean?” she demanded, pointing to her neck.
He didn’t look as he shook his head. “It’s nothing to worry about,” he said calmly and she would have loved to believe him except that muscle ticking in his jaw told another story.
Chapter 33
Sentinel Compound
Boston, MA
Kale closed his eyes and inhaled. Among the overpowering sweet scents he picked up the scent of his target. This was no f**king coincidence that his job was due here within days and his own personal target was now safely tucked away behind brownstone facade where an army of Sentinels prepared for war.
He pressed his hand over his stomach, ignoring the burn as his skin slowly knitted back together. He’d wait for now, but when Isabella McGuire finally showed up he’d be ready for her. Then he’d finish the job he’d started in New Hampshire.
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Chris sighed softly as he looked down at his sleeping mate. She was so damn beautiful, funny, sweet and had a hell of a temper and he didn’t think he could love her more. It didn’t matter that he’d known her for only a few days and would probably be saying goodbye to her tomorrow, he loved her.
