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Rook would definitely say I am.
But I can't resist her charms.
Chapter fourteen
Aisling
This all started outas a trick, no matter how horrible I feel about it...and no matter how much I regret it.
I met Gunnar, and I felt a spark--and in that moment, I knew I could use our natural connection to escape the Eclipse. I played him, and I seduced him, and I thought he would make a plan and get me out.
But then Caius Rossi got me in his crosshairs...and I ran.
And somehow, I found Gunnar in the vast expanse of Celestial Hills.
This isn't a trick anymore. It's not a ploy for survival. It's me and Gunnar and the Angels, and I'm one of them, even if I still have this damn cloud tattooed on my neck. I need Gunnar to put his mark on me,over and overif he has to.
I won't belong to Caius fucking Rossi and his cronies anymore.
I'm Gunnar's mate, and he's mine.
Gunnar leans forward and drags his nose over the tattoo, a low rumble sounding in his chest and resonating through my shoulders. I let out a harsh breath at the sensation, my fingers sliding down to press little crescent moons into his biceps.
"Fuck, you smell good," he growls. "Even with the synth mark, you're like...cotton candy and jasmine."
I look at him, my heart beating fast in my chest.
"You too," I mumble, breathless. "I've loved the smell of you since I took you into that private room...and I've wanted a taste."
I lean in closer, closing my eyes as our noses brush against each other lightly. The scent of him is intoxicating, making me dizzy with desire. His skin is warm under my fingertips as I trace the lines of his muscles, marveling at how much stronger he is than most of the men I've been with. He's huge, vicious. An alpha through and through.
He'll protect me.
He groans softly, his lips barely touching my neck as he inhales deeply once more. "I can't believe this is happening," he murmurs against my skin, his voice thick with emotion and pleasure. "Can't believe you're here...that you want to be mine."
"I do," I whisper back, not daring to pull away from his touch even for a moment. "Claim me, Gunnar.Please."
Without warning, he takes me by the hips and lifts me up, placing me down on top of the ruined altar at the front of the church. His gaze bores into mine as he leans down again, this time capturing my lips in a searing kiss that takes my breath away.
His tongue darts out to trace the seam of my mouth before diving inside; he tastes like honey and fireworks and everything sweet and dangerous mixed together. I whimper into the kiss, arching into him unconsciously as he deepens it further, one hand sliding up to cradle the side of his face while the other fists in his shirt.
As our tongues tangle and our bodies collide, I feel a powerful connection unlike anything I've ever experienced before. This isn't just about escape or survival--it's something much deeper, something impossibly right. I know in this moment that I am his and he is mine.
Gunnar pulls away from the kiss, gazing into my eyes with a mixture of hunger and reverence.
"You're sure about this?" he asks, his voice rough and filled with emotion.
I nod, unable to find words in the face of the emotion surging through me. Instead, I reach up to cup his face, tracing the lines of his strong jaw with my fingers.
"Yes," I whisper, my voice barely a thread of sound. "I'm yours."
With a growl, Gunnar claims my lips once more, his kiss becoming more urgent, more demanding. His hands roam over my body, pulling me closer as he deepens the kiss, both of us lost in the intensity of the moment.
As he kisses me, I feel the power of our connection, of the bond that links us together and separates us from the rest of the world. It's an overwhelming sensation, one that makes me want to lose myself in his embrace, to give myself fully to him, body and soul.
Gunnar breaks off the kiss, panting heavily, his eyes shining with a mixture of desire and something more.
"You...you know what this means, don't you?" he whispers, his voice hoarse with emotion. "This is a bond that can never be broken. You won't...you won't be able to run away from me. We'll be pack."
