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“You’re going to listen to me,” I say.
“I have been listening, Delia. It is you who’s not hearingme.”
“Kiss me.”
His eyes widen. “What?”
“I said kiss me.”
“But that goes against what I’ve been–”
“Kiss me!” I’m taking a big chance here. Maybehedoesn’t wantme. I wince. “Well, unless you don’t want to kiss me. Because I want to kiss you. Lots.” I’m rambling, but I don’t care. As if a dam has let loose inside me, my words gush out. “But I understand if you don’t feel the same way. All I’ve been able to think about for months is being with you. I’ve done all I could to show you I like you, that I want you in a way I shouldn’t as a friend, let alone after what I did to you–”
“You like me?” His words bite through my endless spewing.
“Yes.” I squirm in his arms, cringing as I wait for his rejection. He’ll tell me he–
He spins, presses me against the back of the door, and kisses me.
I dissolve into a moaning wreck within seconds, channeling my spiraling emotions into full-blown lust.
I moan, and his heady growl rips through me, showing me that maybe I'm not the only one interested in taking this further than friendship.
He moves his lips to my neck, and I tip my head back. His warm breath cascades against my skin, sending shivers of delight down my spine. With one arm wrapped tightly around me, he teases a claw along my belly where my shirt has ridden up.
At my urging, he glides his claws beneath my shirt, creating intricate patterns on my sensitive skin.
His mouth returns to mine, and he takes his time, exploring with sweet, gentle strokes and caresses that make my bones ache for more. His hand wanders up to my breast, and he cups it, his thumb rubbing across my nipple.
My heart races as he tugs up my shirt, then my bra, exposing my taut nipple. His groan wrenches from his throat, and he kisses down my neck and lifts me up. He sucks my nipple into his mouth. A million sparks dance through my veins as he runs his tongue across it and tugs on the hard bud.
My breath hitches and I arch into him, feeling alive in ways I never have before. He leaves my nipple wanting and returns to my mouth, kissing me hard while his hand roams my breast, rolling my nipple.
I tip my head back and pump my hips toward him, wanting so much more.
“Is this okay?” His lips brush mine softly as he speaks, sending another thrill throughout my body.
"Yes," is all I can manage before his lips crash onto mine again and we fall deeper into the moment.
I writhe against him, needing everything. My mind’s whirling as I succumb to the joy of being with Jarrn. I’ve longed for him for such a long time.
Turning with me in his arms, he stumbles over to the bed. We collapse on the surface with him bracing himself over me. He watches my face as his fingertips tease across my belly. They stop at the fastener to my pants.
“Tell me what you want, Delia,” he growls, his gaze locked on mine.
“You, Jarrn,” I whisper. “I want you.”
Chapter11
Jarrn
My head is spinning. Have I missed her signals for months? Misinterpreted them? There’s nothing confusing about her desires now. If her thighs wrapped around me so hard they’d break the bones of a smaller male weren’t enough of an indication, the scent of her arousal billowing through the room is surely clear enough. It’s so thick and heady my cock is pulsing in response.
And her lips. Soft and welcoming and passionate. There was nothing ambiguous about that kiss.
Even if I misinterpreted all those indicators, her words clarify everything. She just said, ‘I want you.’ There’s no mistaking that.
I nip up the column of her neck, letting my tusks trail along her vulnerable flesh, reminding her of exactly who, and what, I am.
