Page 48 of Cowboy Wolf's Kiss

“I think you’re a miracle, Jezebel Brayden.My miracle.And what you can do is a gift.I want to help you anyway I can.I want to be here for it all.Anything you need, you just tell me.I am not going anywhere.I’ll be right here beside you while you find your way.I can’t wait to see what you can do,” I said, confessing my truth.

“You really mean that, don’t you?”

“With every inch of my being.Now, come here,” I growled.

I couldn’t help it, I needed to feel her lips beneath mine.Need to kiss her.To taste her.

“But I haven’t brushed,” she squeaked, and it was the opening I needed.

I drove my tongue inside her mouth, touching her everywhere I could, glad when instead of pushing me away, she clung to me.

“Need you, Angel,” I growled against her skin as I pushed her down and started stripping her of the panties and nightgown she wore.

The house was empty, otherwise I might have been able to contain myself.But since we had privacy and some time to spare, I knew I could not wait another moment to be inside her.

Need rose like a towering inferno.Like I would possibly ignite and burn to a crisp if I didn’t have her right this minute.

Frantic, insatiable, but still so damn careful, I slid over my mate’s lush body.

Love swelled within my heart, warming me like nothing else ever had, a steady flame that lit up the darkest corners of my soul.

I was captivated by her.Every inch of her, inside and out.Her beautiful heart.Her magical soul.And her heavenly body that sent ripples of joy and possession careening through me.

I thought I might have reached a pinnacle with how I felt for her—a mountaintop of affection where nothing could surpass this bliss.

But even as I savored that certainty, I could feel the falsity of that notion gnawing at the edges of my mind.

With every moment that passed, every heartbeat, my love expanded, filling the spaces between us.

A feeling so strong it pushed against the boundaries of the sum of all my previous notions.

This love I felt was a force of nature, unstoppable and wild, growing in depth and intensity with each shared moment.

The time she was unconscious, lost to me, I felt so goddamn alone.Demon snarled at the intrusive thought, and I shook my head.

Never again.I will never be away from her again.

Our matebond pulsed wildly.I felt it wrapping around us like an invisible rope, binding our hearts, our souls, together for eternity.

Maybe that would be long enough.

I looked into her eyes, saw the layers of affection glowing within their sapphire hues, and my whole body trembled.

I adored this woman before all this had happened.But what I once thought was the peak turned out to be merely a stepping stone in the vast landscape of my feelings for her.

The realization that I was more than I had thought.More than a broken Wolf.That I was made for the purpose of loving her was both thrilling and humbling.

My heart, my soul, my Wolf belonged to Jezebel in ways I had never imagined.

They said love was a journey.And I had to admit it wasn’t one I ever expected to take.

But now that I was on it, I knew I needed her by my side.I wanted to walk hand in hand with Jezebel as we navigated the beautiful chaos of life together.

“Emmet,” she moaned, reaching for me, and my heart soared.

I never expected her to want me, too.It filled me with a sense of wonder, igniting my spirit and propelling me into darker, more possessive thoughts.

I was not good.Never pretended to be.But I knew this was right.We were meant to be together.

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