the bond. He closed down his ability to read her,
swamped by how rapidly she could come up with new things to worry about. “It
will be fine.”
“Says you.” She tried to wiggle away but his arms hooked
around her waist to hold her secure.
“Kiss me.”
“I know how that ends. Are you going to keep seducing me
until I agree to stay here?”
It was a great plan. “Maybe.” He chuckled. “I could do worse
things.” He hated the fear that ghosted in her eyes. “It was a joke. You have
to believe I’d never hurt you.”
“I kind of do but we’ve spent so little time together and I
haven’t seen you for all these months. You didn’t even call but you want to get
married? That’s kind of nuts.”
“Welcome to my world.” He rolled, pinning her under him. She
gasped but didn’t fight when he lowered his mouth to her throat. “Wrap your
thighs around me. You won’t regret it.”
The swelling had gone down but they were still joined at the
hips. He loved being inside her welcoming body. She fit him perfectly, blew his
mind, and he wanted her again. Jasmine lifted her thighs to press against his
waist and her calves settled across his ass. He began to move slowly, kissing
her lips and neck. Her moans of pleasure spurred him on.
No, seducing her isn’t a bad plan at all . He’d do
anything to assure she’d stay and be his. He lifted up slightly, adjusted the
angle of his cock sliding in and out of her to make sure the shaft rubbed
against the still-swollen bundle of nerves at the top of her pussy. Louder
moans came from her and her vaginal walls clamped tightly around him. He had to
fight the pleasure to avoid embarrassment. He was ready to come as if he were
an untried teenager again.
Jasmine was so hot, so wet and so his. She was heaven and
hell, temptation and salvation. He’d spent a solitary life knowing he’d never
fit in with his clan when his vampire bloodlines had become more pronounced. He
couldn’t shift at all and didn’t stand a chance of taking a dominantly blooded
mate. They’d fear he wasn’t warm enough to love or feel deep emotions, and
instead would be fixed on his need for blood. They were wrong. The woman under
him was the most important thing in his life and would remain that way until
death claimed him.
Her muscles tightened more until he clenched his teeth,
fighting to move inside her without losing his control. He leaned in, so his
mouth could reach her breast. Suckling on her taut nipple, he used his teeth to
nip at her. It was enough to send her over the edge as she cried out, clawing
at him with her fingernails. Her pussy milked his shaft until he threw back his
head, let go and filled her with his seed.
Chapter Four
Jasmine woke alone in the big bed. The fire had been tended
recently, the flames high and bright in the room. Chase must have covered her
with the sheet since the last thing she remembered was him making love to her
until she’d passed out. She sat up and glanced around.
The room was big with brick walls and portions of old wood
paneling. It was tastefully furnished with dark antiques. The dresser was
massive and there was a matching wardrobe. A door to a bathroom was open. The
two closed doors next to it were probably closets.
Her wrists were unmarred as she closely studied them. Not
even a faded scar from her injures remained. The infected area on her shoulder
where she’d been bitten by the rogue had healed as well. Pink, healthy skin
denied any proof of the attack. The other wounds had disappeared too. Chase had
healed her.
The handsome man she’d obsessed about was part werewolf,
part vampire. It screamed insanity but she believed. She shoved the covers back
and put on the nightshirt Chase had relieved her of during one of their bouts
of sex. The stone floor was cold under her bare feet as she padded to the
bathroom. It was a nice room with a Jacuzzi tub. She longed for a bath but showered
instead.
A new toothbrush had been left on the