NATASHA
My lips couldn’t help but to softly place kiss after kiss along Dante’s chest, enjoying every brush of our skin as I went. Smiling between kisses, my body still singing from the way he’d loved me last night, I caressed his pecs and abs, with my wolf indulgingly stirring inside me.
“Mine…”hersatisfied declaration echoed through me, much softer than it had been last night, but just as powerful.
“Yes, he is ours,”I agreed, the notion making every inch of me feel alive, happy, and safe.
Dante had made me feel safe since the very first time he touched me.
Renewed need coursed through me when I lifted my gaze to his face. That messy yet perfectly placed strand fell over his eyes again, so I brushed it with my fingers before placing a kiss on his neck. The urge from my wolf to bite him and draw blood in the true claim of him became all-consuming, but I wasn’t sure he’d even welcome it since he wasn’t a Wolf Shifter like me.
“He does enjoy a little pain…”
My eyes widened at my wolf’s boldness but given that she was driven by the heat Dante awoke in her, it shouldn’t have surprised me. It seemed surreal to me that I could hear her thoughts now, as though I was talking to another person, but that was what Wolf Shifters were—two sides of the same being, two existences in one.
Memories from our lovemaking flourished in my mind thanks to her, and my cheeks flushed again while I recalled Dante’s questions and mentions of D as he did naughty things to me. The feelings he caused by embracing the way my wolf and I, the way my body reacted to D, returned, making my nipples tingle.
I’d enjoyed that more than I wanted to admit, and at one point, it hadfeltlike D was with us, loving me too. Of course, I knew it was insane. I knew he hadn’t been in the room even If I’d wanted him to be, but as Dante touched me, kissed me, and loved me, the overwhelming feeling of D’s presence captured my being, taking me even higher.
It surprised me how willing Dante was to have D with us, how much he enjoyed seeing me aroused by the idea of D. Still, what surprised me the most was how much thinking of him listening to me coming and moaning for Dante excited me.
“We are all yours…”
My wolf stirred with the notion of D, Dante, and Hannes being mine, ours, but I still couldn’t understand how that was even possible. Was it real? Could I have them all? My center clenched with need at the thought, and I forced my eyes closed.
When I glanced at Dante again, my mate, I grinned—he seemed so peaceful and utterly relaxed after last night. Licking his neck, I indulged in the taste of his skin, nibbling and kissing it the same way he did mine until his lips parted, a moan escaping him. I immediately understood why he loved memoaning for him so much. There was nothing like knowing that it was you provoking those feelings in the person you loved.
Wait. Did I just say I loved Dante?!
“You sure did…”my smart-ass wolf answered, and I glanced up at him as thefeeling took hold of me, asserting its place in my heart.
As I thought of the way he’d been there for me, healed me, risked everything for me—even his wellbeing to save Isis—I knew it was impossible for me not to because, with his every action since the day I met him, he’d shown me what love truly was.
“I love you,” I whispered against his ear before my mouth closed over his.
A couple of seconds later, his mouth began to dance against mine, his tongue caressing mine as he turned the kiss into a full-blown affair. He made my body ache, and I dragged myself over him, straddling him like I had last night.
“I’m awake. I’m awake,” he rasped when I pressed into his lap, his hands gripping my hips. With the way his body started to react underneath me, I knew it was true.
Chuckling, I kissed him again, creating a trail along his jaw and down to his neck.
“You love me, huh?” Dante whispered, and I lifted my head to look at him.
“You heard me?”
His smirk said everything before he reclaimed my mouth, his hands slipping into my long hair.
“I want to bite you…” I murmured over his mouth, low-key nervous that he would think I was crazy.
The haze of desireandapproval instantly swirled in his eyes. “Do you?”
“Yes.”
“You don’t need my permission to claim me, Natasha… Bite me.”
The most delicious sensation rushed through me, my wolf’s canines extending in response, and I brought my mouth to his ear. “You have no idea what those words just did to me.”
“Actually, I do. You are getting so wet right now… If only I’d known that was all it took.”
