Page 10 of Second Chance By Fate

Groaning, I press my mouth back to hers, my hands ripping away at the buttons of her jeans, their resistance fueling my passion. Her hands close around my neck, drawing me closer, but she pulls back slightly.

“Aren’t you worried about Enzo and Steele?” she whispers.

I respond to her concerns with another deep kiss, finally freeing her of her pants and underwear. My animal form threatens to break free, the pent-up emotions locked away after all this time too close to the surface, but I keep myself in check, moving my lips slowly across the ridge of Violet’s chin and neck, yanking away the dusty tank top to discard beside the bed.

Re-exploring her is magic, her scents, that subtle vanilla and sage, her delicate lines. She’s exactly how I remember, but different in some ways, too. More guarded, jumpier, as if she doesn’t trust me like she used to. The realization breaks me a bit as I work my way across the flatness of her stomach, inhaling her soft skin.

“Gods, I missed you,” I murmur, the truth of my words overwhelming me as they meet the air.

I didn’t realize how much I missed her, the smell, the taste, the feeling of her until that moment. Did I block it all out, knowing that it was really over?

Her hands curl into the thick of my hair and push me down lower, urging my lips along the tenderness of her flesh. I grow harder, power surging through me as I fight off the desire to shift into my bear form, the room vibrating around us as more items of clothing strip away from Violet’s body and land on the ground.

A soft moan falls from her lips, her body arching upward, and the tremors increase around the bed.

I raise my head to look at her. “Are you doing that?”

Violet props herself up on her elbows to look at me, shaking her head, our eyes locking with concern.

“No…” she murmurs worriedly, but I’m too aroused to stop now.

Earthquake or not, I continue the path between the soft patch between her thighs, draping her smooth legs over my shoulders, and she cries out as my tongue dips in her crevice. My eyes close, and I lose myself inside her.

“Oh, Jax, I missed you, too.”

My mouth works feverishly, tongue lapping relentlessly as she bucks upward, her shoulders falling back, hands reclaiming her spot in my hair to pull me down. She tenses, a low cry escaping to flood the room as she reaches her climax, but I don’t stop licking, bringing her higher.

“Oh, Jax!” Her ankles lock around my neck and drive me deeper, my hardness peaking as I ready myself to take her after three long years.

Suddenly, plaster falls from the ceiling, raining down over the bed to spray around us and pulling me away from her. Violet chokes and rolls away as I drop protectively over her, the house shaking wildly around us.

“What the hell is going on?” Violet yells.

Framed artworks crash to the floor, and I drape my arms over her naked form.

I have no answer for her, but I have a feeling my brothers will have plenty of theories.

Chapter 4

Steele

Ithought the first few tremors were my imagination, but now I realize we are in the midst of something more serious. Instinctively, I shift into my panther body as the ground under my feet shakes, danger swelling around me.

“Steele!” Enzo yells from somewhere down the hall, but I’m already pouncing forward, my sleek black paws catching air as the chandelier in the foyer trembles overhead. One crystal crashes to the ground and shatters into a million pieces.

My eyes burn. I land on the stairs, tongue lolling out, panther nose raised toward Violet’s room.

I knew it! She’s trouble!

As if sensing my suspicion, the witch and my brother emerge. The house is still vibrating as Jax throws on his shirt and Violet pulls on her jeans. Dumbfounded, I gape at them for a moment, understanding what transpired.

You idiot!I curse Jax, but before I can ream him out more, Enzo flies around the corner in his wolf form, gray fur flying everywhere. The four of us stare at one another, the house settles, and the servants come into view.

“Was that an earthquake?” one maid squeaks.

Enzo shifts back into his human body, and I reluctantly do the same, my glare still fixed on Jax and Violet. She hangs her head and retreats to her room to finish dressing, but I shoot up the stairs to confront them, disgusted.

“Stop!” Jax steps in front of me to keep me from entering the suite, but I push past him, throwing his hands off me.

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