Page 142 of Whispers and Wildfire

I strode to the bedroom and dropped her on the bed. “Claiming you. Don’t move.”

She bit her bottom lip. “Yes, sir.”

I shucked off my clothes, but took my time undressing her, kissing her skin as I removed each piece of clothing. Touching her and teasing her, I worked her into a frenzy, making her pant and beg.

“Please, Luke. I need you.”

My fingers brushed her soft center. Groaning, I licked off her taste before climbing on top of her and settling between her legs.

Our bodies came together in a rush of heat and pleasure. She wrapped her legs around my waist and clutched my back, moaning with every thrust. Her skin was silk, her shape molding perfectly to mine, as if we’d been made for each other.

Pressure built, every sensation intensifying.

“I love you,” I growled into her ear as I thrust hard. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

Her answer was almost breathless. “Yes, Luke. I love you. Don’t stop. I love you.”

“Don’t hold back, beautiful. Let me hear you.”

Her climax overtook her, and it was all too much. I came undone, exploding inside her, pushing her up the bed with the force of my hips.

As the intensity subsided, I kissed across her shoulder. She held onto me, as if she were still afraid to let me go.

“Stay here a minute,” she whispered.

I held there, still inside her, burying my face in her neck. For a long moment, we just breathed.

Finally, I propped myself up so I could look at her. “How do you feel?”

“Amazing. Is that what I-love-you sex is really like? Because that was incredible.”

My lips turned up in a grin.

“You might just convince me to stick around if you keep doing that.”

I kissed her and nibbled on her bottom lip. “Baby, we’re just getting started.”

And that was the truth. In moments, I was ready again. We lost ourselves in each other, in the heat and passion and pleasure.

After all, I had to make up for a lot of lost time.

CHAPTER 34

Melanie

The oppressive heatwas finally beginning to abate, but the haze of wildfire smoke still tinged the air. On the plus side, it made for spectacular sunsets. The mountain peaks rose against a sky streaked with purple and orange as the red sun sank behind them.

Luke and I got out of his car at the stadium behind Tilikum High School. The excitement was contagious as students and families poured out of their vehicles and made their way to find seats, ready to cheer for the Tilikum Timberwolves in their first home game of the football season.

It was nice to be out and about and not feel like the entire town was giving each other the side-eye. It had been a couple weeks since the last attack, and while Luke and I weren’t holding out hope that it was really over and the perpetrator was gone, the tension had eased. Town chatter had shifted, centering around the wildfires and whether they were going to get close enough to cause problems.

Not that I wanted a fire to threaten Tilikum, but it was a welcome respite from all the whispers about The Whisper.

Luke took my hand as we made our way toward the bleachers. It was a little bit strange to be back on the campusof our old high school—so fraught with memories—especially with him. But there was a newness to it, as well. We weren’t the kids who had crept around corners to steal kisses between classes or had stomp-away-from-each-other arguments in the parking lot.

I wasn’t so naive as to think we wouldn’t have problems or make mistakes. But I wasn’t afraid of that anymore. Luke knew me inside and out. He’d seen me at my best, and my worst, and he still loved me.

I’d never felt so peaceful with anyone.

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