Page 79 of Twisted Mates

There is no hesitation. He grants my request as if I rule his being.

Xander’s bones crack and re-form until he has returned to his human form. There isn’t so much as a scratch on him. But of course there wouldn’t be. The power of the shift would return him in perfect condition.

He pulls me to his naked body and rocks me back and forth. Brushing my hair from my face, he says, “I love you. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you, Alexia. Nothing.”

“I love you, and I’m sorry you had to?—”

He places a finger against my lips. “No, do not apologize. That was no one’s fault but his own. He started this; I finished it.”

I press my forehead against his and let my tears fall without shame, wrapping my legs around his waist before adjusting and burying my face in the crook of his neck. “They were going to kill me, Xander. My best friend. She was going to pour poison down my throat.”

He holds me tighter. “And she will pay for what she’s done.”

“You’re not going to...”

Lifting an eyebrow, he asks, “Do you want me to kill her?”

“No! No more death. Let the Shifter Assembly deal with her, please.”

“If you change your mind, I will.”

I look at his face and there’s not an ounce of sarcasm or humor to be found. He means it. There is nothing he wouldn’t dofor me, even kill his own half-sister if it’s what I needed him to do in order to find peace. “I won’t. I want her punished, but not dead.”

“I can agree to that if it means we can put this twisted mess behind us and start our life together.”

“That’s a plan I can get behind.”

“Good, because my plans with you start now.”

He brings his lips down on mine, and I lose myself in the feel and taste of him. The carnage around us no longer matters, nor does anyone beyond these walls. He is here and we have a future. I’m not letting a second of it go to waste.

TWENTY-FIVE

Xander

Maybe it’s fucked up of me to want her right now. I just killed my stepfather, my brother has his twin sister locked up in some other room in this vacant building and probably needs my help handling her, not to mention Alexia was just in a car accident and tied up for I don’t even know how long.

But she’s wrapped around me like she never wants to be separated from me again, and I can’t bear to pull away. Not when I wasn’t sure I’d ever even see her alive again. And she’s kissing my neck, the center of her leggings rubbing against my rapidly hardening cock—which thanks to the shift, is completely bare.

“Alexia, baby,” I say, reluctantly loosening one arm from around her waist and lifting her chin so I can see her face. “Are you sure this is what you want right now? You’ve just been through hell and back, and I don’t even know how badly injured you are. I don’t want to take advantage of your vulnerability. We can get out of here if you want, away from this asshole’s corpse, and as soon as we get home?—”

She shakes her head and cuts me off with a rough kiss to my lips, which I accept with a deep groan.Hell, she does so much to my body with just one kiss.

“No. I’m not badly injured. I’m fine, just a couple bruises. I want you right now; even though he’s dead, I want you to fuck me right in front of him just to spite his evil ass,” she says through gritted teeth, her brown eyes flaring, her wolf flashing to the surface. She’s angrier than I’ve ever seen her, and it makes me wonder what happened in this room before I got here. Those are questions for another time.

I ease her to her back and hover over her body. It’s mind-blowing how sexy she is even in a state of disarray. She is my beautiful disaster, and I’m dying to get lost in her.

My hand slips up her shirt and I run my thumb over the lace covering her nipple. The peak hardens under my touch and my mouth waters. Damn, those sweet, rosy nipples belong in my mouth. To stave off the need for a minute longer, I break from our kiss, dragging my tongue down her neck. When I reach the most sensitive part, I suck her skin into my mouth and bite down. She arches into my touch, my name a whimper on her lips.

“Who does this body belong to, Alexia?”

“You, Xander. Only you. Forever,” she whispers.

“Say it again. I want him to hear you from hell,” I growl before sucking at the bite mark I just left on her neck.

“You, Xander,” she cries out. “My body is yours.”

I smile against her skin and rip her shirt in half without a second thought, leaving her only in her lace bra. “That’s right, little wolf. And I’m yours. You rule every single part of my body, heart, and soul.” I kiss back down her neck and through her cleavage, placing my hand on her sternum as I suck her nipple into my mouth through the lace.

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