Page 24 of One and the Flame


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Carefully, he pulled her into his lap and stood as smoothly as possible, holding her in his arms. She stirred a little and made a small noise, but she didn’t wake up. She just turned her face into his chest and fell back asleep.

He took her to her bed, pulling the covers up over her before carefully leaving. He missed her warmth immediately. His arms felt empty without her in them.

He closed the door behind him, flopping onto his own bed and burying his face in the pillow, wishing it was Hope. Trying to woo an Earthling was maddening. If she were a Nova Aurora shifter, she’d feel the bond too, and he’d be able to just claim her. They’d be together already.

The longer he spent with her, the more he liked her. She was beautiful, smart, and sexy, his partner in his quest to save the ranch. She felt like the only person who was truly on his side.

He knew the patience would be worth it, and he didn’t want to do anything until Hope was ready. He just wished she was readynow. He was waiting for so much, waiting for the lab results for the herd, waiting for answers, waiting for his mate.

He hated waiting. It nibbled at him like fish in a pond, ones that would strip a carcass to the bone if given a chance. Something had to happen soon. He had to get one of the things he wanted. It was only fair.

No more moping, he told himself crossly, getting up. He was going to shower, clean his teeth, wash his face, and go to bed, and in the morning, things would be going his way. His patience would pay off. He had to believe that.

ELEVEN

HOPE

Deimos traced Hope’s red cupid’s bow with his finger, and she parted her lips in reaction. He moved his finger downward, gently pulling down on her lower lip until it recoiled slightly. She grabbed it with her mouth as if hungry to have it back, and he teased her with it, putting it back over both of her lips as if saying, “Shh.”

As if he knew she was dying for him to kiss her.

He pulled her into him ferociously, flames burning in his red eyes, a predator who had found his prey. He kissed her passionately, opening his mouth wide, and her tongue responded to the invitation.

She wanted him to devour her whole, to take all of her, and make her his own.

She leaned her head back to expose the soft skin of her neck, her body stretched out on the bed, legs parted, breasts bouncing from her shallow breaths.

He pulled her out of her clothes like they were burning around her, and he was saving her life. She was so wet from just being near him that it could have put out any flames.

He kissed her neck as if her skin was his medicine. He kissed her neck with the desperation of a dying man. He kissed her neck as if he were intending to bite it in the throes of passion and make her his.

His golden blond hair hung in his eyes like a sunrise over his caramel brown skin. He took off his clothes and knelt over her with his powerful legs parted, displaying his hardness like a trophy.

“Look at what you’ve done to me,” Deimos said. “How are we going to take care of this?”

She reached out like she was grabbing for her favorite toy. He lowered himself so she could take it into her yielding mouth. She slid her head up and down the shaft, holding it tightly at the base.

He leaned his head back and moaned. “God, Hope, that feels so fucking good.” He “You’re so good to me. I feel like I’ve known you all my life,” Deimos said. He pulled away and knelt down to hold her. To kiss her. To feel her in his arms.

They lay together as close as they could, the boundaries dissolving.

“I want to, Deimos. I want you inside of me,” Hope said.

“You’re sure, my beautiful mate? We have all the time in the world.”

“I’m sure.”

He kissed her again, stroking her hair.

Then, he rose on top of her, parted her lips, looked deeply into her eyes, and entered her. She felt a wave of warmth, like a ship feeling every vibration of a stormy sea. He had ecstasy in his eyes as he pumped faster and faster, then slowed, so he could enjoy it longer.

It felt like nothing she had experienced. She wanted it to last forever. She felt his hot breath on her neck as she got closer to climaxing, and she closed her eyes in ecstasy as she readied herself for pain that she imagined would be beautiful.

And then she looked around the room. It was empty.

Did we …

The last thing she remembered before she fell asleep was snuggling up with him on the couch, watching movies. Although she spent as much time checking out Deimos as she paid attention to the movies.Marley and Meand that Nova Aurora movie, the one about alphas and marking mates and shifter sex and all that.

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