He took a few deep breaths, and Rylee was surprised to feel the heat in the air noticeably fade. How was he controlling that?
“I will protect you with my life, Rylee. No matter what happens, you can trust that, even if you don’t trust or know everything about me yet.” He pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. Then unbuttoned his jeans and slipped out of those too.
Naked.
He was completely naked.
Rylee stood dumbstruck.
Wrath walked over to a chest of drawers and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and then turned and met her gaze with the satisfied grin of a man that knew he made herlook.
What had she even been thinking a minute ago? She couldn’t remember. All she could see was the very clear image of his erect cock and bare ass. The aroused part of her had completely taken over her brain space. It was playing Wrath’s naked display on loop.
He climbed into the bed and under the blankets, careful not to disturb her wall of pillows.
That’s it. He was going to go to bed after showing her everything.
Her body was a damn traitor, because every part of her ached lustfully. She gave a frustrated huff and climbed under the soft blankets on her side of the bed. They were warm and smelled like Wrath. The mattress was like a foamy pillow of clouds. She’d slept in a lot of fancy expensive beds, but she couldn’t think of a single one that felt this good. Like a hug you didn’t want to ever end.
She turned on her side so that her back faced the center of the bed and the pillow wall.
“Warm enough,shuarra?”
“I’m not your mate. And yes. I’m fine. Thank you.”
“The way your heart is racing says you are. And the way the scent of your arousal is flooding the room, also says you are my mate.”
She rolled over and sat up so she could see his face on the other side of the pillow wall. “Look. You’re strange. Your friends are nice, but you all share a secret that you won’t explain, and you growl at each other. You bared your teeth like some kind of wild, angry animal. You can warm the air around you at will. I’m grateful for the save from the tree crashing in my house, butweare not a thing.”
“No?” He didn’t sound mad. Or upset at all. Just calm and slightly amused, and that frustrated her even more. It was like nothing she’d said changed anything.
“No.”
His hands snaked up and around her, pulling her down over the pillows. He crushed his mouth against hers.
The kiss was savage and demanding, and the intensity was almost frightening. Except she didn’t want it to stop. She wanted more.
He wrapped one hand around her head, fisting her hair, holding her firmly in place so he could take what he wanted. He drank from her mouth, making pleased growls and grunts like she was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
Wrath’s other hand palmed her ass, pulling her tight against his hard body, grinding her soft belly over his impressive erection. The one he’d proudly shown off only minutes before.
Then as quickly as he’d pulled her close, he yanked her away and tucked her back on her side of the damned pillow wall. A small whimper escaped between her lips.
Her pulse was roaring in her ears. She was panting for breath, and her body was trembling and unfulfilled. She’d never felt so aroused in her entire life. Not with Jeff. Not with anyone.
What she felt with Wrath was different. Overwhelming. And scary.
“Not athing, hmm?” His tone was laced with smug male amusement.
Rylee threw her head back onto her pillow and stared up at the beams framing the ceiling. “Nope. Definitely not athing.”
It was so much more.
Epically more.
ChapterTen
Wrath