I watch her face run a range of emotions as all the pieces begin to fall into place.
“Why are you telling me this now?” Her palms wrap on my biceps.
That’sthequestion.
I pull her closer until the heat of her body soaks through my wet uniform. “Because I can’t go another moment watching you get hurt. That bond you always talk about? I feel it with you. I was completely gutted having to stand there and watch that…that…” I can’t finish. Anger feels like a pressure cooker inside of me ready to explode.
“What about your daughter?” Her blond hair plasters around her cheeks as she looks up at me.
My jaw clenches. “It’s been over two decades without a trace. You’re here. Now.”
She tugs her hands free, then snugs them behind my neck, pulling me down until her lips brush my ear. “Will you help meescape?” she says it so quietly, even with my heightened hearing I barely make out the words.
A low growl rumbles out of my chest. “Fuck, Jen. Don’t you get it? I’d do anything for you. I can’t watch you go through any more pain.”
She shifts her hands to frame my face, moving until our noses nearly touch. “Then kiss me, Hud. Make me yours and take me away.”
When my lips lower to crash into hers, the earth pauses in its rotation.
An insurmountable force swells within, spilling into the passion of my mouth.
Years of longing churn and meld into a singular moment.
This is my purpose.
Chapter 6 - Jenny
I let myself getlost in the fever of the kiss.
Yet doubt fills me, even as he lifts me from the cold tile and carries me to the bed.
He may have hidden his secrets, but he only revealed them now, years longer than was helpful.
Except because his own greedful lust put his pride on his sleeve and pulled back the veil of lies.
The burning of his touch is a lure I’ve begged for.
One night to lose myself in his pent up passion, that’s what I’ll take.
For years I’ve relied only on my own pleasure.
As his fingers work over my naked, wet skin, it reminds me of what I yearned for most from my monster.
Tenderness. Gentle ministrations.
Not the claws, the rending…there was always blood and pain no matter how hard the creature tried to restrain himself.
Hudson’s caresses send waves of heat through my body in their wake.
I keep waiting for his nails to dig too deep. His teeth to sink into my flesh.
But his mouth works down my jaw in a slow trail.
Tasting.
Licking.
His lips brush over the lobe of my ear, tugging it lightly as his hot breath flutters down my throat.
