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Finally, his eyes sweep over mine. “Your meadow.” A plethora of unspoken yearning swirls through his golden irises, understanding the significance of this place. No one has ever been here before… until now. Until him. And I already know I’ll share all my secrets—light and dark—if he’d only ask.
When I trust my voice will not betray my heightened reactions, I respond. “Pretty sweet, huh?”
Before I can step past him and into the clearing, the blanket tucked under his arm is forgotten, dropping to the ground. He snags my arm and whips me closer. His breathing is heavy—the windows of his soul reflecting so much passion that they’re glowing like two full moons.
Emotion clogs his reply, but when his lips slam to mine, any lingering doubt flutters away.
Fire blazes through every vena as he rewrites my entire nervous system, searing every cell until they’re rewired for only his touch… his kiss. He utterly owns me from this moment on. My fingers feather through the hair at the base of his skull and pull, sending my message of ownership.
A deep, satisfied growl rumbles my chest with his approval as he tightens his grip, bringing us flush together. Without permission, small mewls escape as I rub against him like a kitten, solidifying his nickname but not caring, because I can’t seem to get close enough. Our puzzle pieces mold together perfectly and who am I to rip them apart?
Finally, he breaks away to grant us breath, but trails his lips softly along my jaw as he speaks. “I can’t believe you brought me here.” My eyes cross when he kisses and then sucks the skin just below my ear. “You’re being such a good girl, sharing your secrets with me. I’ll have to reward you later.” With one last kiss to my jaw, he draws away, and picks the blanket back up and brushes it off.
“Later?” My voice is weak but full of pleas.
His deep chuckle coats me with anticipation, causing my legs to scissor together to relieve the building tension. “Yes, Kitten. Get your mind out of the gutter and share your special place with me.” The devilish smirk cocking his lips makes me want to slap the shit out of him, but the other half of me is swooning. When he sees I’m not capable of making responsible decisions, he huffs and tugs me towards the clearing.
We walk to the middle of the meadow before he lays the blanket on the ground and tugs me down next to him in the same movement. His campfire scent engulfs me immediately as his warmth seeps into my bones. The stars drench the sky, illuminating the night like a lite-brite design of ardent desire.
Jaxton’s voice is quiet, trying not to disturb our peace, when he says, “This place is beautiful. I see why you come here.”
I nod against his shoulder, still muted from the heart pounding kiss earlier. Overwhelmed with sudden emotion, I kiss the side of his neck.
His breathing matches mine as he turns us over, laying half on top of me, touching our foreheads together. “You’re determined to be a bad girl tonight, it seems.” His lips brush mine, slowly and sensually, as our hearts play off one another’s tune. He smiles down at me, kissing my forehead. “You going to behave?” his right brow cocks with the question.
A snicker slips free, “Probably not.” He’s all that consumes my thoughts lately. His smile, his touch, the incredible sensations he’s able to draw from me, his scent… everything, and being with him is complete nirvana.
His chuckle drips with bad intentions. “My brothers are going to love you.”
I nod slowly, as if contemplating, and then shrug. “Do you plan on sharing me with them? Liamisrather attractive.” The jab blows his pupils wide, enticing the possessive demon inside.
“You’re lucky that I’m too worried about someone seeing this creamy skin to fuck you in the open—but Kitten, mark my words, when we get home… you’remine.” The warning garbles his voice and punctuates with the rocking of his hips, enunciating his hunger. We could have an audience of voyeurs, and I’d gladly let them watch. His last words are vehement and reject the notion of his brothers catching my interest.
Our kissing has bruised my lips by the time he’s done and dragging me against his chest. We continue to watch the stars twinkling in the night, like fireflies dancing across the sky.
Sometime later, the air grows chillier and puckers goosebumps across my skin, causing a shiver to rack my body. Jaxton’s reaction is immediate when he tightens his hold and grabs the side of the blanket to wrap us together in a cocoon.
“You’re getting cold, Kitten.” He whispers quietly, not wanting to break the spell the meadow has placed on us.
He’s right. I’m freezing with the remanence of my burn heightening the chillier air. “Yeah. Are you ready?”
“Sure am, baby.” His tone reminds me of his possessive claim, and by the promise in his eyes, I know he’ll deliver the moment we return home.
We climb to our feet and stretch our limbs after lying in one position for too long. Jaxton picks up the blanket, and tucks it under his arm, while grabbing my hand with his other to walk back to the car.
Jaxton opens the passenger door for me when we arrive, ensuring I’m safely tucked away before putting the blanket in the trunk. Once he’s inside, he starts the car and cranks the heater to warm us. He glances at the clock and then at me, his brows dipping with concern. “Kitten, you don’t come out here at night by yourself, do you?”
Shit. Dad’s warnings flutter through my head.Ave, don’t be going out there at night by yourself. Yes, you’re a big girl, and yes, you can take care of yourself—but there are times unpredictable things happen, so don’t go putting yourself on a silver platter.
Jaxton can see the answer before it’s articulated into words, and his concerned appearance turns to displeasure. “Promise you won’t do it anymore.” What he asks isn’t what he wants to demand.
The thrill of rebellion isn’t as alluring as pleasing him, so agreeing isn’t difficult. “I promise.”
“Good.” His request should ruffle my independent woman feathers, but his praise overrides everything else.
The ten-minute drive is torture. Pheromones are pouring into the enclosed space of the car, begging to be acknowledged, but we’re calm despite the raging storm growing between us. However, when we cross the threshold of my living room, all bets are off, and he shows me exactly why I’m braindead and compliable to his demands.
Chapter Seven
