Page 65 of Shifters Unifying
“Did you bring your cell phone?”Fuck me. I want to drag you to the bedroom…
“Also, no.” Her gaze snapped back to mine, and her mouth twitched.Well, why don’t you?
Her challenge surprised me, chipped away at my control. She tipped her head to the side. “We have a bond between us, and you could have—should have—used that.”
“I don’t think it works that way. Besides, you could have used it to keep tabs on me.”Don’t. Tempt. Me. Emma.
Too late.She crossed her arms under her breasts and pushed up—intentionally, willfully.Gah.Her areoles puckered around the tight buds. She had to know what she was doing to me. “We can hear each other’s thoughts sometimes,” she said, as though that wasn’t what we were doing right now. “A lot of times.”
“You mean when you’re packed so full of shifter energy your cells might explode.” I paused. We both knew what was going to happen tonight. “Or when we’re mated?”
One of her eyebrows arched. “Or when we’re standing in front of each other, pretending the audible conversation has anything to do with the one that’s really going on between us.”
I took a step toward her, and the floor squeaked. “What’s going on between us?”
“The only thing that can.” She trembled and took a shuddering gasp. The cabin air snapped with tension and threatened to explode in a blaze. “You exist in my mind, Logan, at the edge of every thought, and even though I know we’re living on borrowed time.” She caught her bottom lip between her teeth, sending the sensation of the smooth plumpness sliding through my mind. “But I don’t care about the others. For tonight, I don’t care.”
Another step brought her within my reach. “You care,” I murmured, lifting my palm to her cheek. My skin grazed hers. “That’s why everything about this is difficult. If you didn’t care about them, you wouldn’t expect so much from yourself.”You wouldn’t try so hard, risk so much each time you need to protect them.
Her eyes slid closed, hiding the glowing emerald orbs. A tear slipped down her cheek and disappeared beneath my hand.Make me forget how much depends on me. Take me to bed, Logan.
I hooked my hands under her arms and lifted her slowly, carefully, high enough to stare directly into her glowing, emerald eyes.You’ve permeated every thought, every part of my life. Nothing is as important as you, Emma. You’ve become the hope that keeps me going. Even if the world around us teeters on the edge of destruction.
Emma moaned as she linked her hands behind my neck and her legs circled my waist, drawing herself hard against me. My arms slipped around her back, hugging her to me, relishing the feel of her breasts, her body…her.
She rocked her hips to rub the slick of her against the tip of my dick, fully erect and throbbing against her. My knees threatened to give way, and my groan echoed hers, salted by want and need.So much need.
But she leaned back, creating a gap between us.
“What is it?” I asked softly.
Gently, Emma pressed her palms to my face, her thumbs stroking the hollows of my cheeks. The strands of her hair formed a multi-color curtain to block out anything else, block out everything beyond her. “You’re my sanity,” she whispered, her breath feathering over my cheeks. “You’re the rock that keeps me from being swept away in the flood. My peace.”
“And you are mine.”
She brought her lips to mine, tentative, almost shy. The tip of her tongue traced my mouth, and I waited, opening only when she finally asked entry by slipping her tongue inside, searching for mine. The space between us closed as our kiss deepened, and my hands slid down to cup her bottom as she stroked my dick with her inviting folds.
Tonight, aggression might break her, so I made no sudden moves, allowing her to lead, cherishing her as though she might shatter into a thousand pieces. How many times had my matebeen dragged to the brink of fracture? How often had I been one of the reasons?
You are remarkable.
“You’re biased,” she murmured, pausing our kiss, but a grin split her face. “Do you ever wonder what it would be like to be us, just us… without Acheron?”
I nuzzled her neck, taking quick breaths of blueberries and sage. “It’d be a helluva a lot of this. All the time. Non-stop.”
She laughed. “Except when Olivia makes us eat.”
“Or Jasper,” I growled.
She patted my chest. “He means well, you know, and we need him on our side.”
“Sharing doesn’t come naturally… or easily.”You’re mine.
“But we need him.”I’m yours.
“I know.” Talk of the others threatened to bring reality in, so I glanced around the now, well-lit kitchen. In the back, the cabin’s generator kicked on, adding a low hum to the silence of the surrounding forest, and the lights pulsed a little more, like a slow, relaxed heartbeat. “I have an important question for you.”
“What’s that?”
