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“Fallon?” Jamie held in place.
He didn’t move, barely took a breath as he stared down at her.
His hands had her jeans down to her ankles, his cock was practically doing the Samba in anticipation of more, and his heart was matching that imaginary beat within his throat …
But still, she didn’t answer his question…
“You’re killing me here, sweetheart…” Jamie growl.
Maybe, she hadn’t thought that far ahead…?
Maybe, she doesn’t want to be bonded with me … yet.
Maybe, I just screwed up big time…
Should I backpedal?
Should I cover her with a duvet and back the hell off?
I don’t want to rush her…
I don’t want to scare her…
The scariest damn witch I’ve ever met …
She’s my mate … I should slow the hell down…
Show her some respect…
Make sure that she knows that she doesn’t need to rush into anything with me…
It’s not like I’m going anywhere…
Hell, it’s not like she’s going anywhere…
She’s mine and I’m hers, and if that means that I’ll need to woo her until the cows come home – so be it…
Damn … I’m naked here…
She’s almost naked here…
How do I back off from this and give her some space?
“I get that you might not have thought about…” Jamie winced…
Mine…
His beast growled, adamant that they’d come that far and they should keep wooing her until they bonded with her…
Not now – He growled back at the wolf – Can’t you see that we rushed her into it?
Shame on you…
Shame on me…
“That’s to say,” Jamie approached the subject from a different angle, “I know you might be…”He rolled his eyes in his head and bit down on the need to head butt the wall…
He wasn’t good with words.
Not words that mattered.
Not words that mattered to his mate and their future together…
“I get that you are…” He started again and then groaned…
“Hot – horny for your cock inside me and your fangs biting down into my shoulder as I come around your…”
“Holy hell woman!” Jamie growled out, ripping the fabric from around her ankles before he crawled up her body…
His lips came down on her smirking ones, and she didn’t hold back, she opened to him and gave just as good as she got.
He felt her legs wrap around his hips once more, and she tried to pull him in with her feet against his backside – temping him to be right where he needed to be, balls deep inside of her…
But he held strong – he wasn’t entirely sure how he held strong – but he did.
Even when his hands ripped through the soft lace of her panties and he rubbed his hard length against the wet heat of her sex…
“You’re going to pay for that…” Fallon hissed out against his lips…
“What?” He looked like a man who didn’t know which way was up, and in truth, he wasn’t sure that he did…
She was driving him crazy wolf…
“Ripping my panties…” Fallon said, moving her hips until she had the hard press of his length right against her needy channel…
“I’ll buy you new ones…” Jamie’s grin was fighting the strained look on his face that came about from having to keep his cock from being inside of her…
“That’s not the kind of payback I’m looking for…”
Fallon thrust her magic right at his chest, and tossed the beta over onto his back. She rolled with him, climbing up and over his hard body, and dipping her head to run her tongue down the mountainous muscles of his chest and contoured abdomen…
Jamie growled like a wolf in a cage, because that’s exactly where she had him, locked down against the bed with her magic, and there wasn’t a damned thing that he could do about it…
Mine…
His wolf protested in no uncertain terms, but to no avail. He was as helpless as helpless could be, and she was licking down his body like he was her favourite flavour of ice cream…
“Fallon…” Jamie warned, biting down on the fire within him.
The need was clawing inside of him to have her where he wanted her, and the fact that he couldn’t move a damned muscle as he watched her travel down over his body … was killing him…
Fallon’s eyes flicked up to his as she got where she was going, and he had to say that he’d never seen so much mischief, so much desire, so much damned wickedness in one simmering look that he couldn’t have looked away from if he’d tried…
He swallowed down his tongue as she took that wickedness out on his cock…
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“Hey!” Chloe tapped on the kitchen window and Angela jumped on the spot and spun in place.
She scowled back at the vampire as her heart hit her ribs, and she groaned inwardly when she realised just who was knocking…
“Go away!” Angela grumbled.
“Well, that’s a nice how do you do from a grateful witch who only wants to thank me for saving her best friend,” Chloe snarked back.
Angela guessed that the woman had a point…
“Thank you,” Angela sighed, feeling a pang of guilt at the vampire’s words, because they were true and to the heart of the matter – she was more than grateful. “Now go away.”
“That’s not nice…” Chloe said on the shake of her head and the determined look in her eyes to get what she wanted.
“I’m not opening a vein for you,” Angela sounded bored.
“Wait until you’re asked, pushy witch…” Chloe snorted.
“There you are,” Monty announced as he stepped out of the darkness and into the light that came from the kitchen window.
“Don’t you two have a home to go to?” Lark grumbled as he stalked into the kitchen and over to one of the stools at the kitchen counter…
“You’d think not,” Monty offered back with a roll of his eyes…
“I just want in…” Chloe grumbled.
“Maybe you shouldn’t be so needy…” Angela tossed back with a subtle grin that the vampire caught.
“If I were needy then I would have been taking and not giving to your friend, don’t you think?” Chloe offered back with a sneer…
“I try not to think. I mean, at my age there are only so many brain cells left in my head – why waste any on you?” Angela shrugged…
“Harsh,” Lark offered with a teasing smile.
“But true,” Angela offered back, playing to the crowd.
“Is that a bad smell or am I imagining…?” Sarah asked, knowing full well who was at the window. “Oh, Chloe, it’s you!” Sarah offered her a smug grin and a double meaning.
“I’m not even going to rise to that bait,” Chloe lifted her chin and glared at her niece.
“Oh, go on, love,” Monty offered from beside her. “Take it out on them and not me.” Chloe tossed her mate a death glare.
“I’ll deal with you later,” Chloe informed him.
“Sounds like I’m in for a fun night of torture and debauchery,” Monty offered her a devilish smile…
“You’ll be lucky…” Chloe grunted back, but the sound of loud, window rattling howl filled the air, and everyone looked upwards … as if the ceiling somehow had answers…
“Sounds like someone beat you to it,” Angela frowned, and then tossed a curious look at her mate…
“Sounds like Hank…” Lark informed her and she punched the air…
“Yeeeesssss!” Angela grinned like a lunatic.
“Someone’s happy that Dorothy bonded…” Sarah chuckled.
“Now I have so much more ammunition to throw at the old bat…” Angela offered with glee.
“Well, I’m obviously not wanted here…” Chloe bit out…
“Oh look, you can teach an old hag new tricks…” Angela scoffed.
“You and I are going to have words…” Chloe said, pointing a finger of contempt at her.
“Or, maybe I’ll just take a leaf out of your book…” Angela said, offering her the middle finger.
Chloe snapped her head back on her neck and grumbled a few choice words, as Monty hid his grin behind his hand…
“Witches…” Chloe hissed.
“Takes one to know one…” Angela tossed back, before the woman turned on her heels and stormed away…
“Monty!” Chloe snapped out, causing the vampire to snap his body to attention…
“The little woman…” he said, his eyes flashing with mirth before he was gone…