Page 38 of Shifters' Fated Summer
My words were thick as my throat started to clog with tears. “You’re the worst. I’ve done everything I can to help you, and you hate me. Why? Because Luca likes me?”
I regretted the words as they were leaving my lips. Cade was deadly calm.
“I don’t give a flying fuck what female Luca wants to breed. He’s still mine at the end of the day and you’re nothing. He wears my mark and I wear his.”
Cade tugged his shirt collar aside, showing a circle of pale scars. A bite mark.
“Luca doesn’t…” I started to say, my words halting when I realized how dumb I was being. Of course, Luca was marked. I hadn’t studiedeveryinch of his body.
“Then you haven’t really seen him, have you,” Cade said with a smirk. “My mate wanted his mark somewhereprivate.”
My cheeks flamed.
“Finally ready to submit? Now take off the dress, stray.”
One last spark of defiance remained. “You first. I’m not going to be totally naked while everyone else is clothed. That’s ridiculous.”
“Do it now or I’ll do it for you,” he said.
“Why are you such a fucking asshole?” I snapped. “I’m glad I won’t be joining your pack, because I’d hate being stuck with you.” I raised my hand and pointed a finger at him accusingly.
“Fine.”
He struck like lightning, reaching out and grabbing my bare skin. His thumb and index finger reached easily around my forearm.
The moment his skin touched mine, a shock zinged through me like he had electrocuted me. Goosebumpsprickled over my skin and my body shuddered.
It was like an entirely new sense had been opened up to me and my brain reeled from the input. I felt outside of myself.
Cade’s eyes were wild, the honey brown flashing bright gold.
For one suspended moment, his lips parted and his face relaxed into a look of veneration.
I wasn’t simply reading his expression. I could feel it. I could feel wonderment and shock coursing through him, echoing in me.
All I could do was stare at him, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Without warning, Cade pulled me forward and buried his face into my hair. His other hand closed around my throat, keeping me steady as he dragged his teeth over my neck.
Memories of my dream flashed behind my eyelids. Was it actually happening? Would he rip out my throat?
A low growl rolled out from Cade, forming a single word. “Mine.”
The sound ignited a need that bloomed in my chest, curling into my stomach until my pussy throbbed.
I hated this man, but he smelled like vanilla and caramel, and I wanted to lick every inch of him. I wanted him to own me, destroy me.
My mind couldn’t handle the sudden wave of desire. It made no sense. Logic was stripped away, and my handscurled into the waistband of his jeans, wanting to tear them from his body.
Cade’s hands roughly pulled the strap of my dress over my shoulder, tugging it down to reveal one of my breasts.
Blazing honey eyes flicked down, and he gripped me roughly at the waist, bending me back to give him easier access. His tongue licked over my nipple, and I moaned, nearly fainting from the rush.
Voices faded in and out around us, but they were meaningless. Cade nipped at the soft underside of my breast, and the sting sent me reeling.
He released me, and I stumbled back a step before catching my balance. That intense gaze held me captive as he unbuttoned his pants and shoved them down his legs.
My lungs seized up as his cock was freed from his jeans, already hard and ready.
