stood there.
Did Ethan sit there? Maybe wonder what he might’ve stumbled upon if he’d approached her a few minutes later than he had? The image brought a smile to her lips.
She glanced over her shoulder. “Well? Aren’t you going to answer me? Our time is limited you know?”
He grinned. “Aren’t you a sassy female? I like it.”
“That’s nice to know.” And it was, but she rolled her eyes to hide how much. “You’re still avoiding my question, though.”
He closed the distance between them, not cautiously as he had the last time. Chin lowered and eyes glowing, he stalked her. Her pulse quickened. He stepped behind her and hooked an arm around her waist, locking her body to his before she could decide the reason behind her racing heart: fear or excitement.
He dropped his chin to the top of her head. “No, and I have a right to know. Since he hasn’t told me, you will.”
“A right to know?” She turned slightly to look into his eyes. The lust displayed in them hid every other emotion she might’ve been able to gleam from him. “Why, exactly?”
“So I can experience the same.” He inched his fingers down her stomach to the top of her sex, but didn’t linger there. His light caress skimmed the length of her thigh to the edge of her skirt. A shiver skipped down her spine. He fisted the material and bent close, his mouth to her ear. “I will take from you everything he has, and where he has stopped, I will explore first. It’s only fair. He did get to enjoy your smile for six months while I was left alone.”
The featherlight touch of his lips to the spot below her ear skipped more tingles across her skin. Her nipples pebbled, and her lower belly warmed. She ignored both and focused on his words, but couldn’t understand the animosity behind them. “You’re confusing me. How is it your—”
He reversed the path of his hand, dragging her skirt up and stopping her question. The brush of his knuckles against her skin tore a shaky breath from her lips. He made a pleased sound in response and paused with his fingers inches from her panties.
“You’re mine, Hannah. That’s why.”
“Excuse me? I’m not yo—”
He caught her earlobe between his teeth and tugged. Her eyelids fluttered, and she bit her lip to stop any sighs from slipping free. “Shh, don’t argue with me. Listen to me. I can’t imagine Ethan’s visit with your brother and Sean will last much longer, and I need you to understand certain things before he comes home.”
Apparently Sean took her advice and called Ethan. A weight lifted off her shoulders, even as her confusion mounted. “What things?”
“You’re my true mate, Hannah.”
Her hands trembled. She fisted them. What he claimed was entirely possible. She understood that. There was no guarantee a shifter would cross paths with their true mate in time to bind them together or even recognize their connection for that matter. It was just that she’d thought Ethan was hers.
“I can’t be. Ethan brings me peace. I—”
“You are mine. I recognize the connection between us. So does my wolf. It’s what was missing from our bond with Mindy.” He dragged his thumb over her panty-covered cleft, pushing the soaked material between her lower lips. “You’re my true mate, and Ethan is the mate of my heart. You’re both mine. Fate, the spirit wolf, or goddamn luck has dropped the two of you into my bleak life, and I refuse to lose either of you.”
“Ethan is the mate of my heart.” She considered the words, but could come up with only one way Noah’s statement could be taken.
She turned her head, and Noah’s soft lips brushed over her cheek, leaving a path of awareness and heat behind. “You’re telling me Ethan is your lover?”
“For fifteen years he was, but he hasn’t touched me in six months.” He moved his finger to the edge of her underwear and caressed her sensitive skin, teasing her and leaving her on the cusp between guilt and need.
Did Ethan sit there? Maybe wonder what he might’ve stumbled upon if he’d approached her a few minutes later than he had? The image brought a smile to her lips.
She glanced over her shoulder. “Well? Aren’t you going to answer me? Our time is limited you know?”
He grinned. “Aren’t you a sassy female? I like it.”
“That’s nice to know.” And it was, but she rolled her eyes to hide how much. “You’re still avoiding my question, though.”
He closed the distance between them, not cautiously as he had the last time. Chin lowered and eyes glowing, he stalked her. Her pulse quickened. He stepped behind her and hooked an arm around her waist, locking her body to his before she could decide the reason behind her racing heart: fear or excitement.
He dropped his chin to the top of her head. “No, and I have a right to know. Since he hasn’t told me, you will.”
“A right to know?” She turned slightly to look into his eyes. The lust displayed in them hid every other emotion she might’ve been able to gleam from him. “Why, exactly?”
“So I can experience the same.” He inched his fingers down her stomach to the top of her sex, but didn’t linger there. His light caress skimmed the length of her thigh to the edge of her skirt. A shiver skipped down her spine. He fisted the material and bent close, his mouth to her ear. “I will take from you everything he has, and where he has stopped, I will explore first. It’s only fair. He did get to enjoy your smile for six months while I was left alone.”
The featherlight touch of his lips to the spot below her ear skipped more tingles across her skin. Her nipples pebbled, and her lower belly warmed. She ignored both and focused on his words, but couldn’t understand the animosity behind them. “You’re confusing me. How is it your—”
He reversed the path of his hand, dragging her skirt up and stopping her question. The brush of his knuckles against her skin tore a shaky breath from her lips. He made a pleased sound in response and paused with his fingers inches from her panties.
“You’re mine, Hannah. That’s why.”
“Excuse me? I’m not yo—”
He caught her earlobe between his teeth and tugged. Her eyelids fluttered, and she bit her lip to stop any sighs from slipping free. “Shh, don’t argue with me. Listen to me. I can’t imagine Ethan’s visit with your brother and Sean will last much longer, and I need you to understand certain things before he comes home.”
Apparently Sean took her advice and called Ethan. A weight lifted off her shoulders, even as her confusion mounted. “What things?”
“You’re my true mate, Hannah.”
Her hands trembled. She fisted them. What he claimed was entirely possible. She understood that. There was no guarantee a shifter would cross paths with their true mate in time to bind them together or even recognize their connection for that matter. It was just that she’d thought Ethan was hers.
“I can’t be. Ethan brings me peace. I—”
“You are mine. I recognize the connection between us. So does my wolf. It’s what was missing from our bond with Mindy.” He dragged his thumb over her panty-covered cleft, pushing the soaked material between her lower lips. “You’re my true mate, and Ethan is the mate of my heart. You’re both mine. Fate, the spirit wolf, or goddamn luck has dropped the two of you into my bleak life, and I refuse to lose either of you.”
“Ethan is the mate of my heart.” She considered the words, but could come up with only one way Noah’s statement could be taken.
She turned her head, and Noah’s soft lips brushed over her cheek, leaving a path of awareness and heat behind. “You’re telling me Ethan is your lover?”
“For fifteen years he was, but he hasn’t touched me in six months.” He moved his finger to the edge of her underwear and caressed her sensitive skin, teasing her and leaving her on the cusp between guilt and need.
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