Page 59 of Shadow Warrior
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed the full length of my body to his, reveling in every hard plane and dip as I molded to him.
“Now, Brady. I want you to claim me now.”
His chest rumbled. “Fuck, Indigo, once I start, once I let the ogre out—”
I kissed him, cutting off his words and claiming his lips. He tasted of dark chocolate and mint. I licked the inside of his mouth, and he caught my tongue in a slow, sensuous suck, swallowing my moan. We broke the kiss, chests heaving.
“Indigo. I need to know you’re sure,” he asked again, his hand still on the nape of my neck, the other cupping my ass. “I can claim you now, but the official mating ceremony must take place at my home. If you change your mind between now and then, I’ll be torn between you and the mate they’ve chosen for me forever.”
He didn’t know how badly I wanted this. How badly I wanted all of him. It was time to tell him.
“I’m not changing my mind because … I love you, Brady.”
The words spilled out and sat between us, warm and filled with meaning.
His breath caught. “Say it again.”
“I love you.” I stroked the back of his neck as Kash’s face came to mind, followed by Hyde. “I give you my heart, but there may come a time when you have to share it with others. I’ve accepted I’m someone who can love more than one man. Can you accept it too?”
His grip on me tightened, and a low, menacing growl ripped through him.
“Shit, Brady?”
He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to my cheek. His body was vibrating as if he was battling an internal demon. Long seconds passed, and he raised his head to look down on me again.
“The ogre doesn’t share,” Brady said. “When you’re with me, you’re mine, mind, body, and soul. When we’re together, you belong to me. If you can promise that, then I can do this. I can share.”
“Yes. I can do that.”
He brushed his lips across mine, then trailed kisses across my jaw to the tender spot under my ear. “It won’t be slow the first time. I won’t be able to go slow. The ogre will want out …” He sucked on my earlobe. “It’ll want to rut. Hard.”
Fuck, he was making me wet with his words. “I don’t care, Brady. I just need you inside me.”
“In that case, Indigo Justice, will you be my mate?”
“Yes, dammit.” My voice was breathless.
The words had barely left my lips when he’d hoisted me up so my legs were wrapped around his waist.
There was only one place we could go to ensure we wouldn’t be interrupted. The tower.
