let’s do this thing.”
“Likes me for longer than a night. Or day, depending.”
“I’ll like you for many days. Over and over, too. And over.”
Ann rolled her eyes and crawled into bed. “Loves me, then. When I find someone that loves me, I will share the breasts.”
Charles slid in slowly, his gaze lifting to her eyes. The sparkle of heat had dulled, replaced with wariness. Ann’s heart sank.
“Anyway.” She pulled the covers up to her chin. “We should probably get some sleep. I bet you someone will turn up in the daylight. An official someone too, just checking in with the inhabitants of this cabin.”
“Ann…” Charles turned on his side to face her, his body flush against hers. He ran his thumb across the base of her chin. “If you want blood, or a blood link, I’ll do it. If it’ll help, or ease your mind, I will do it.”
Ann let her head fall so she could meet his gaze, nearly lost to the darkness. His face was so close to hers their breath mingled. Her body hummed with the proximity, feeling his delicious muscles pressed against her and his hard length against her thigh.
“I’m on the fence about it,” she whispered, her eyes dipping to his shapely lips. “I want it right now, yes. I want you right now. But we both know we want different things. Creating a tie at this moment might be really dumb for the future.”
“Losing you would kill me, Ann. If you get taken somehow, and I can’t find you…”
“We’ll be careful.”
“There’s no guarantee in this place. We might not even last the day. And it’ll be you that’s taken. They seem to have ‘catching shifters’ down pretty well. They won’t know about me until people are dead, and by then it might be too late.” Charles laid his hand against her cheek. “I don’t really want to feel you with anyone else, but if it means your life, and your happiness, then I’ll do whatever it takes. You deserve that, and if it’s in my power to give it, I will.”
“Did you read this in a ‘how to sweet-talk chicks’ book?” She ran her hand up his arm, across his collarbone, and then down his chest, feeling the definition. A slow burn started in her sex, aching to be touched.
“No. Not this. I mean it, Ann. Whatever you need, I’ll do.”
She leaned forward, touching her lips to his. Electricity shocked through her body, having her opening her mouth and leaning up on an elbow, deepening the kiss. He rolled onto his back and brought his arm around her, pulling her in tight.
“Feeling you with someone else wouldn’t make a happy life for me, Charles,” she said softly as she leaned over his chest. Her lips just barely glanced off his, savoring the feeling of being so close. “You know that.”
“I can block the link,” he whispered, his hand under her tank top and lightly grazing her skin. “You won’t feel me with anyone else.”
“Can I block it from my end?”
He paused as a crease wormed between his eyebrows. “I don’t know. You might need magic to do it. I don’t know how the link would work with shifter magic.”
“You might not even be able to feel me in shifter form.”
“It’s worth a try,” he said softly. His head lifted to connect with her lips again, his kiss slow and deep.
Her hand felt his rock-hard abs before slipping down, finding the other rock-hard part of his anatomy. She stroked that velvety skin gently, hearing a low moan deep in his throat.
“How do we do it?” she asked, feeling a strange sort of excitement bubbling within her.
“It’s an intimate and erotic thing, sharing blood. So when you feel it, cut my vein—or bite it if you can—and drink. Humans can have a hard time digesting blood, but we can try it and see.”
“I’ve eaten raw animal—I can handle blood.”
Charles’ hand found the back of her neck, pulling her harder into the kiss. Her breath sped up, as did her hand, feeling the anticipation. Wanting the hard and fast connection of his body in
“Likes me for longer than a night. Or day, depending.”
“I’ll like you for many days. Over and over, too. And over.”
Ann rolled her eyes and crawled into bed. “Loves me, then. When I find someone that loves me, I will share the breasts.”
Charles slid in slowly, his gaze lifting to her eyes. The sparkle of heat had dulled, replaced with wariness. Ann’s heart sank.
“Anyway.” She pulled the covers up to her chin. “We should probably get some sleep. I bet you someone will turn up in the daylight. An official someone too, just checking in with the inhabitants of this cabin.”
“Ann…” Charles turned on his side to face her, his body flush against hers. He ran his thumb across the base of her chin. “If you want blood, or a blood link, I’ll do it. If it’ll help, or ease your mind, I will do it.”
Ann let her head fall so she could meet his gaze, nearly lost to the darkness. His face was so close to hers their breath mingled. Her body hummed with the proximity, feeling his delicious muscles pressed against her and his hard length against her thigh.
“I’m on the fence about it,” she whispered, her eyes dipping to his shapely lips. “I want it right now, yes. I want you right now. But we both know we want different things. Creating a tie at this moment might be really dumb for the future.”
“Losing you would kill me, Ann. If you get taken somehow, and I can’t find you…”
“We’ll be careful.”
“There’s no guarantee in this place. We might not even last the day. And it’ll be you that’s taken. They seem to have ‘catching shifters’ down pretty well. They won’t know about me until people are dead, and by then it might be too late.” Charles laid his hand against her cheek. “I don’t really want to feel you with anyone else, but if it means your life, and your happiness, then I’ll do whatever it takes. You deserve that, and if it’s in my power to give it, I will.”
“Did you read this in a ‘how to sweet-talk chicks’ book?” She ran her hand up his arm, across his collarbone, and then down his chest, feeling the definition. A slow burn started in her sex, aching to be touched.
“No. Not this. I mean it, Ann. Whatever you need, I’ll do.”
She leaned forward, touching her lips to his. Electricity shocked through her body, having her opening her mouth and leaning up on an elbow, deepening the kiss. He rolled onto his back and brought his arm around her, pulling her in tight.
“Feeling you with someone else wouldn’t make a happy life for me, Charles,” she said softly as she leaned over his chest. Her lips just barely glanced off his, savoring the feeling of being so close. “You know that.”
“I can block the link,” he whispered, his hand under her tank top and lightly grazing her skin. “You won’t feel me with anyone else.”
“Can I block it from my end?”
He paused as a crease wormed between his eyebrows. “I don’t know. You might need magic to do it. I don’t know how the link would work with shifter magic.”
“You might not even be able to feel me in shifter form.”
“It’s worth a try,” he said softly. His head lifted to connect with her lips again, his kiss slow and deep.
Her hand felt his rock-hard abs before slipping down, finding the other rock-hard part of his anatomy. She stroked that velvety skin gently, hearing a low moan deep in his throat.
“How do we do it?” she asked, feeling a strange sort of excitement bubbling within her.
“It’s an intimate and erotic thing, sharing blood. So when you feel it, cut my vein—or bite it if you can—and drink. Humans can have a hard time digesting blood, but we can try it and see.”
“I’ve eaten raw animal—I can handle blood.”
Charles’ hand found the back of her neck, pulling her harder into the kiss. Her breath sped up, as did her hand, feeling the anticipation. Wanting the hard and fast connection of his body in
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