might shoot him or something. But he stood his ground when she walked up to him and stopped right in front of him with her hands on her hips. Looking into his eyes, she frowned, staring at him hard. “I may be your mate for life, but that doesn’t mean you own me. I am my own person and I will do what I want,” she said adamantly.
Blake held his hands up, shaking his head. “You are the last person I would try to control,” he told her fighting the relieved smile.
“I have my life and you have yours,” she continued standing with her hands on her hips while she waited for him to deny it. Like any smart man would, he kept his mouth shut and listened. “You have your home, I have mine. I will stay here until I get ready to move on. Just because we are mated doesn’t mean we have to live together.”
Blake did his best to hold his temper in check. His wolf was pounding at him to mate with her again to dominate her. He fought the urge to grab and shake some sense into her, to make her see that he was in control.
Instead, he took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly and talked softly. “Amber, we are mated for life. That means our wolves will claw at us to be together. They will never want to be apart.”
“Well I can control my wolf. You’ll have to learn to control yours,” she stated flippantly. Even though deep down she knew didn’t have control over her wolf like she should have. She was adamant that she was not going to give up her freedom to control the relationship aspect of her life as well.
“My wolf is fully under control.” Grinding his teeth to keep from snapping at her, Blake continued to fight the urge to grab and shake some sense into her. Wisely, he turned and went into the kitchen instead.
Amber wanted to kick him in the ass as he stalked into her kitchen and began rummaging through her cabinets. Sitting the coffee can heavily on the countertop he grabbed the carafe and filled it with water from the water dispenser.
Forgetting she was supposed to be mad, Amber watched him move smoothly around her kitchen. No wasted movements, his every move made with efficiency. She loved the play of muscles in his back that stretched the thin t-shirt. Blake’s jeans fit snugly against his tight butt as he moved around the room.
Blake felt her eyes on him as his back was to her. He stopped, turning from the waist; and caught her staring at his butt. Her eyes darted to his face and her face flamed red at his raised eyebrows.
Amber shrugged and tilted her head to the side and looked at his butt again. “What can I say? You have a nice ass!” she told him saucily and turned around to leave the kitchen.
Before she had turned fully, he was there pulling her into his arms. Moving fast and quiet, Amber never heard him move. She watched as his face descended towards hers, his eyes staring intently at her mouth. Her eyebrows arched as his did when he caught her staring at his ass.
His mouth was less than an inch from hers when he straightened, shrugged, and said, “Nice lips.” He began turning away.
He didn’t get far before he heard her laugh and grab his shirt pulling him back to her. Grabbing his head she stood on the tip of her toes and pulled him down to her, locking her mouth onto his.
Amber didn’t understand what was happening to her. Her emotions were all over the place. One minute mad, the next she wanted to cry, but the whole time she knew all she wanted was to feel him pressed up against her. She was sore from the lovemaking earlier, but she wanted more. Her wolf encouraged her, anger totally forgotten Amber deepened the kiss.
Blake growled low in his throat at her aggressiveness and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back to lean farther into the kiss. Controlling her head with his hands, he held her still to ravage her mouth. Her hands urgently groped and pulled at his shirt. Her body was on fire and wanted to melt into his. She met his demanding tongue with demands of her own.
He
Blake held his hands up, shaking his head. “You are the last person I would try to control,” he told her fighting the relieved smile.
“I have my life and you have yours,” she continued standing with her hands on her hips while she waited for him to deny it. Like any smart man would, he kept his mouth shut and listened. “You have your home, I have mine. I will stay here until I get ready to move on. Just because we are mated doesn’t mean we have to live together.”
Blake did his best to hold his temper in check. His wolf was pounding at him to mate with her again to dominate her. He fought the urge to grab and shake some sense into her, to make her see that he was in control.
Instead, he took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly and talked softly. “Amber, we are mated for life. That means our wolves will claw at us to be together. They will never want to be apart.”
“Well I can control my wolf. You’ll have to learn to control yours,” she stated flippantly. Even though deep down she knew didn’t have control over her wolf like she should have. She was adamant that she was not going to give up her freedom to control the relationship aspect of her life as well.
“My wolf is fully under control.” Grinding his teeth to keep from snapping at her, Blake continued to fight the urge to grab and shake some sense into her. Wisely, he turned and went into the kitchen instead.
Amber wanted to kick him in the ass as he stalked into her kitchen and began rummaging through her cabinets. Sitting the coffee can heavily on the countertop he grabbed the carafe and filled it with water from the water dispenser.
Forgetting she was supposed to be mad, Amber watched him move smoothly around her kitchen. No wasted movements, his every move made with efficiency. She loved the play of muscles in his back that stretched the thin t-shirt. Blake’s jeans fit snugly against his tight butt as he moved around the room.
Blake felt her eyes on him as his back was to her. He stopped, turning from the waist; and caught her staring at his butt. Her eyes darted to his face and her face flamed red at his raised eyebrows.
Amber shrugged and tilted her head to the side and looked at his butt again. “What can I say? You have a nice ass!” she told him saucily and turned around to leave the kitchen.
Before she had turned fully, he was there pulling her into his arms. Moving fast and quiet, Amber never heard him move. She watched as his face descended towards hers, his eyes staring intently at her mouth. Her eyebrows arched as his did when he caught her staring at his ass.
His mouth was less than an inch from hers when he straightened, shrugged, and said, “Nice lips.” He began turning away.
He didn’t get far before he heard her laugh and grab his shirt pulling him back to her. Grabbing his head she stood on the tip of her toes and pulled him down to her, locking her mouth onto his.
Amber didn’t understand what was happening to her. Her emotions were all over the place. One minute mad, the next she wanted to cry, but the whole time she knew all she wanted was to feel him pressed up against her. She was sore from the lovemaking earlier, but she wanted more. Her wolf encouraged her, anger totally forgotten Amber deepened the kiss.
Blake growled low in his throat at her aggressiveness and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back to lean farther into the kiss. Controlling her head with his hands, he held her still to ravage her mouth. Her hands urgently groped and pulled at his shirt. Her body was on fire and wanted to melt into his. She met his demanding tongue with demands of her own.
He
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