Page 42 of Falling for Ash
Now.
Gabby wanted to be with Ash more than anything.
To belong to him.
To be his and his alone.
It shocked her, those feelings of possession that burned within. Shocked and delighted her. So many people walked around oblivious to their true desires, and here she was, feeling every one of them for the truth they were.
Ash was her destiny. Even a timid Sunday school teacher could not deny that.
Why should she?
Especially when every fiber of her being was pressing her to seal the deal.
Claim.
Mate.
Mine.
“Now, Ash,” Gabby said firmly.
“Take me home, now.”
Chapter
Thirteen
Mine. Mine. MINE.
The word pounded through his brain like an ancient drum beating tattoo across time itself. The Demon of Lust was brought to his knees, at the mercy of one single woman.
Someone call the fucking papers, he thought with a self-deprecating grin.
“Now, Ash,” she said firmly. “Take me home, now.”
His still unmated female spurned him into action with her strongly uttered command, and he was helpless to resist.
Why the fuck would he even want to?
“Yesssss,” he hissed his reply.
Shit.
He hadn’t almost lost control of himself like this since he was new to the universe. His kind was not exactly born, and yet, he felt like a child. Like he was experiencing everything for the first time. And with her at his side, he was.
“I need you, Gabriella,” he whispered his confession, and the responding look in her luminous blue eyes said everything. It said it all.
When he’d met her, during a speed dating event run by Aphrodite and Eve, Ash was afraid the mostly human female would refuse him. After all, his world was not hers. But she’d taken it all remarkably well. Offering to help her through her Change was an excuse to be with her. Though, of course, he wanted to help.
And now, here she was, willing and wanting, and in his arms. His soul was calling out to her, and miracle of miracles, hers was answering.
What glorious mercy had gifted him such a chance to be happy as this?
He’d certainly never expected it. But Ash was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Her sweet, seductive scent was heady and enticing. That crisp raspberry lime mixed with a woody vanilla warmth that he was dying to experience straight from the source.
