Page 41 of Dying in Flames (Reborn 4)
I had thought she would have been safe… I had thought that her being in a quiet room away from the chaos of the explosion was a better option. Clearly my instincts had been wrong, which made me question pretty much everything else about myself.
What type of man was I that I couldn’t keep my own mate safe?
“Ledger.” Maya’s voice was soft and sleepy as I entered the bedroom, closing the door and looking over the moonlit space. In the center of the room was a massive, circular white bed that was positioned for her to have views of the coastline on all three walls, the doors to the balcony open and covered only by sheer curtains.
I gently placed her down, crouching down to take off her shoes as she ran her fingers through my hair. I looked up at her as I slowly peeled her jeans down her long legs and helped her shed the massive, oversized sweater that hid her sexy frame from me. I had tried so hard to be a good man and give her space, but right now all I wanted to do was bury myself inside of her.
I had already given up one fight, what would be so bad about giving into this as well?
Almost as if reading my thoughts, Maya pulled me gently towards the bed. I kicked off my shoes, kneeling on the mattress as she let out a small, content sound, stretching. I felt emotions clog in my throat at how gorgeous she looked spread out underneath me. I wanted to touch and kiss every single part of her, worship her like I hadn’t gotten the chance to at the Halloween party.
Before I could do anything, Maya’s eyes fluttered shut as she reached out to me, exhaustion evident on her face. I felt something far stronger than desire cascade over me as a protective instinct roared up inside me. Tugging off my shirt, I pulled the blankets over her and pulled her body against mine. She was asleep in seconds, her soft breathing making me feel far better.
I stared up at the moon in the dark sky as a weird sensation ran over me, almost like a premonition or warning. There was no need for it; we were perfectly safe. But I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that something was wrong…something that I couldn’t pinpoint.
Whatever it was, I would handle it before it even grazed Maya. I refused, absolutely refused, to ever let her get hurt again. I didn’t care what I had to do or what I had to sacrifice.
