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His eyes soften on me, and curling his arm around the back of my neck, he pulls me against his chest and presses a kiss to the top of my head. “Thank you. I know I’ve asked a lot of you and didn’t give you much of a choice, but I promise, Annie, I’ll do everything in my power to make sure you never regret leaving your old life behind for me.”

A weird mixture of anticipation and nervousness fills my chest. “So tonight is our last night as Rowan and Annie.”

“Yes, from tomorrow, we’re Reid and Ana.”

Taking hold of his hand, I pull him through the lounge and down the hallway to our suite.

Rowan shuts the door behind us, and when he looks at me again, my throat strains as I say, “I want to make love to you as Annie.”

“My light,” he whispers as he steps closer, placing his hands on either side of my neck. “It’s just a change of name. You’ll always be Annie to me.” He presses a tender kiss to my forehead, then to the tip of my nose. “My kind, caring, fucking cute with a little badass on the side Annie.”

Pushing up on my tiptoes, I nip at his lips, then his arm clamps around me, and I’m tugged against his chest as he instantly takes control.

The fire grows between us, and soon I’m being devoured as if he can’t get enough of the taste of me.

Rowan lifts my dress and only frees my lips long enough to drag the fabric over my head. As his mouth crashes into mine again, I pull his shirt up, and he lets out a groan before ending the kiss so I can take it off.

When I push his lounge pants down, I say, “I have an IUD.”

I barely get his pants removed when I’m grabbed by my hips, and the next second I’m tossed onto the bed.

A chuckle escapes me, and my eyes drink in the sight of Rowan’s naked body as he crawls over me. Seeing his large erection, I try to brace for the pain, because if it hurt to have sex with my ex, it’s probably going to feel like Rowan is splitting me in half.

He begins to kiss his way up my legs, then my hips, before dragging his lips from my abdomen to my breasts.

He tugs the cups of my bra down, and as he starts to suck and bite at my nipples, my back arches. It feels so good, I’m practically placed in a lust-induced trance. My body buzzes with need, and the spot between my legs feels neglected and desperate for his touch.

Rowan moves higher until he’s braced above me, and our eyes lock.

My heart flutters, and bringing my hands to his chest, I caress the healing cuts.

This man bled for me.

He fought like the devil, all so he could give me heaven.

“Thank you for kidnapping me and bringing me along on this amazingly wild and intense adventure.”

The corner of his mouth lifts. “Those are words I never thought I’d hear.”

I shrug. “You lured me over to the dark side.”

“The darkness needed you.”

Rowan rests his forearms on either side of my head, and when our mouths connect, the kiss doesn’t turn wild. It’s filled with so much passion and love, I begin to feel emotional.

I love him.

Our tongues worship each other until I’m completely and utterly consumed by Rowan.

Only him.

I keep my touch soft as I move my hands up and down his chest, then he pulls his mouth away from mine, and reaching behind me, he unclasps my bra, yanking it from my body.

His eyes burn with heat, and his features are drawn tight, making him look downright brutal. Placing his hand on my neck, he slowly drags it all the way down to my panties, a predatory light igniting his gaze.

This is Rowan when he drops the mask he wears so he can fit in with society.

My wolf.