I pressed my face against his chest to breathe in his sweet and smoky scent. “I’ve missed you.”
Slade paused by the shower, the water turning on with a few touches of the control panel.
“I’m sorry I pulled away from you when Talon first arrived,” he said, and I was relieved he didn’t pretend not to understand what I meant. “I was fighting a battle against my guilt and fear. Guilt that it was my family who stole and hurt you, and fear that it was only the beginning of what being involved with us would do to you. But understand this, mate.” He lifted me off his chest so I could drown in his brilliant green gaze. “There hasn’t been a moment, from almost the first second I laid eyes on you, that I wasn’t completely obsessed. I claimed you long before we sealed our bond, and there was nothing on this Earth that could have come between us. I would have destroyed it before it even tried.”
“You watch me,” I stated.
“Every second of every fucking day.”
“And the photos on the wall?”
His stare remained unflinching. “I needed all of you. Even the moments I wasn’t there for, including your younger years. I procured every surveillance photo I could find, and then I deleted them all from the web, so no one else could ever have them. They’re mine, just like you are.”
I knew he included the rest of our pack in his ownership, but that was where it ended. There was possessive, and then there wasSlade possessive. They were not the same thing.
“There’s no other shifter for me,” I assured him. “Just our pack. Now and always.”
The satisfaction in his gaze had me wanting to wrap myself around him. Slade was far too sexy, and this slightly tousled, just-dragged-himself-from-bed look, had me struggling to keep my hands,and lips, to myself. Now that I knew what being with my dragons felt like, there was no putting that desire back in its box.
It had taken on a life of its own, and I was thoroughly addicted.
“I don’t think you quite understand how addicted I am,” Slade said, answering my thoughts.Get it together, wolf.Her blocking was worse than ever. “In fact, you’re about to get fucked again. Right now, sweetheart. You have one chance to use your safe word, and then all bets are off.”
My scent exploded, and I swore I heard Kellan’s groan from the bedroom, but I was too far gone to care how close the rest of our pack were. “Yes, sir,” I breathed.
His dragon flashed in his gaze, and we were under the stream of heated water so fast that I was dizzy. He pressed me back against the tiles, and when I attempted to lift my legs around his waist, he used his weight to keep me still.
He buried his face against my throat and snarled, “Mine.”
I choked on my moan as he bit into his claiming mark once more, the jolt of pleasure and pain strong enough to throb in my core. “Are you going to do that every time we’re together? Bite me over and over?”
My desperation to arch against him had me gasping, but he was too heavy to move.
As his corded muscles held me in place, leaving me helpless under his strength, I realized the importance of the safe word. Not that I could ever imagine a situation where I’d use it, but it was good to know.
“Every fucking time,” he promised, and the rumble of those words almost sent me tumbling into Orgasm Land. Goddess, he hadn’t even really touched me yet, but apparently all it took was a deep, guttural promise.
Slade’s laughter, always so unexpected, sent vibrations over my sensitive skin. Slowly, ever so fucking slowly, he lifted me higher. The scent of my arousal was thick in the air, and my breaths were harsh in the quiet bathroom.
His first thrust was unhurried, just a parting of my thighs. I didn’t get a chance to adjust before he thrust again and again, until every decadent inch filled me. The heat of his shaft, and the brush of those metal piercings against my sensitive walls, had sparks darting through my veins.
This was like magic, and my essence filled with all the energy.
My low, husky groans followed each thrust, and all words turned to gibberish, as my ability to speak diminished. It was a surprise Icould still breathe with this intense pleasure-pain drowning my senses.
“I’d have waited a thousand years just to touch you once,” Slade said, the serious undertones of his words breaking through the pleasure fog. “You’re the reason I exist, Emmeline Anders. You are my fucking reason.”
“Slade,” I moaned. “You’re my reason too—goddess!”
“There’s no goddess here,” Slade whispered, and he was absolutely right as he pulled all the way out and slammed back into me, hard and fast. As his powerful body filled me it took seconds,fucking seconds, for me to come screaming.
Throughout my climax, I was left with only one thought: I’d endure a fate far worse than death for this pack. I’d endure anything.
CHAPTER 13
KELLAN
With Emme safe, we left her and Slade to “clean up,” and headed back to the house. They’d follow soon enough, and I wanted to chat with my parents.
