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Ivaylo followed me to the sink, hot on my heels. “You don’t clean in our den, Ezra.”
“If it’s ours, that implies dual responsibility,” I countered without looking back at him.
“No, it does not.” He plucked the plates from my hands as we reached the kitchen. He dropped them on the counter as I spun to face him, dragging my body against his. My ass met the cupboards, and he towered over me.
I didn’t feel a shred of fear, but the frenzy? Oh boy, it went wild.
His chest rose and fell heavily, his light eyes growing wilder.
“A male shifter takes care of his female,” Ivaylo finally said.
“A female human splits the chores with her male,” I shot back. Something told me it would be a bad idea to mention that in some households, the women did all the cleaning.
“You are no longer human,” he growled at me. “Our bond has changed you.”
“Then you’re no longer a shifter, because our bond probably changed you too.” I glowered at him, daring him to do something.
His chest heaved against mine for another moment—and then his hands were on my face, and his lips were hot against mine.
The movement surprised me, but I recovered quickly. My fingers buried in his hair as I parted my lips, giving him the entrance his brutal tongue demanded.
He kissed me hard and fast, his body pinning mine to the cabinets so tight it almost hurt. The bulge of his erection was against my belly, proving how much he wanted me.
Any hesitation I’d had moments earlier was gone.
I kissed him just as passionately as he kissed me, giving in to the heat flaring in my body and the need that swept through me.
Ivaylo was mine.
I was his.
On his lips, I tasted the spice I’d smelled on the mattress and in the Woods. It was his scent—it had to be his scent.
And damn, it was made for me.
One of his hands slid down my back, his demanding grip finding my ass. He lifted me higher, and I groaned as my backside landed on the countertop, his erection pressing against my center as he kissed me, and kissed me, and kissed me.
I wanted Ivaylo.
I wanted him more than I’d ever wanted anyone.
I wanted—
He wrenched his lips from mine and snarled against them, “Damn the frenzy.”
And just as fast as he had taken my mouth, he was up through the hole in our ceiling, and gone.
My chest heaved, my legs open and shaking. My lips were insanely swollen, and I traced a fingertip over the brutalized skin.
I had never realized kissing could be like that.
So instinctual.
So feral.
What if sex could be like that?
Hot damn, it was no wonder some people enjoyed it.
