Lycan It, S. Yule [book recommendations for teens TXT] 📗

She bucked and cried out time and again, and just as she thought she’d reached the crescendo, he rubbed against her leg one final time and cried out in his own release, spurring her into another orgasm right on the heels of the first.

Her body quivered with the sheer shock of the glorious physical and emotional rapture it had just been bombarded with, and her heart slammed hard against her ribs. She panted and looked up into his face, his gorgeous face. He belonged to her. She could see it in his eyes. She owned his heart. She felt the same, and wondered if he could see it in her eyes as well.

Her body was replete, but still ached for something. “Make love to me, Raze.”

She needed him inside her where he belonged. She reached for him and widened her thighs in welcome of his possession.

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Chapter Eleven

When Janine woke the next morning, her body was hot, damp and achy.

She remembered the dream well. It had been so vivid, so real. She showered and dressed, and when she made her way to the kitchen, Raze was sitting at the small table sipping at a cup of black coffee.

“Good morning,” she said hesitantly, not sure what kind of reception she’d get from him after their disagreement.

He smiled up at her. “Good morning. Sleep well?”

Yeah. Too damn good with hot dreams of him. Her cheeks burned, and she quickly pulled a cup from the cabinet and poured some coffee in hopes of covering up her embarrassment. “Yes. Thank you. You?”

He stretched his long arms over his head. “I thought I wasn’t going to scrunched up on the couch, but I had some very interesting dreams that made me forget all about my sleeping arrangement.”

She turned and looked at him. He stood and came toward her until he was a breath from her, their bodies almost touching. He bent down and placed his mouth close to her ear. “I can see it too.”

She sucked in a breath and snapped her head up. The jerky movement sloshed hot coffee over her hand. “Ouch!” She set the cup down and started for the sink, but Raze was there before she could turn the water on. He flipped on the cold tap, and pushed her hand under it.

“Son of a bitch. I’m sorry,” he muttered.

“It’s not your fault I’m clumsy.” She didn’t think the burn was all that bad, and felt more of an impact from his touch than from the injury.

He turned her hand over after a few minutes to inspect it, and let out a long breath of what she supposed was relief. “Just a little red.”

She turned the water off. “I’m okay. Thank you.”

He tugged her toward the living room where he sat down and pulled her across his lap. She squirmed, but he held her to his chest firmly.

“Listen. I’m sorry about what I said. I shouldn’t have asked you for so much so soon. You’ve been through a lot in the past couple days, and it was wrong of me to ask for your blind trust at this moment in time. I wasn’t lying 62

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when I said you were my mate, and I care for you, Janine. If there is a chance for us, even a slight one, I want to take it. You are the only woman in the world for me.”

She felt tears prickle the back of her eyes. “I didn’t mean to flip out on you when you bit me. I know you’d never do anything to hurt me. It’s just, yes, I have been through quite an emotional roller coaster, and sometimes the fear of what I’ve been through sneaks up on me.” She cupped his cheek in her hand. “I do care for you, Raze. I don’t know if we can make this thing happen between us. We are so different, but I’m willing to try.”

He squeezed her to him until she squeaked. “Damn. I’m sorry.”

She laughed. “Stop apologizing for everything.”

He grinned. “I will if you will.”

She nodded. “Deal.”

“Janine?” He tucked her hair behind her ears and watched her with those intense, gray eyes she was growing to—

Oh my God! I do love him. It hadn’t been just a dream. It had been a revelation. Somehow, somewhere along the line, she’d fallen in love with him. “What, Raze?”

“I would really like to make love to you. I mean, I know technically we have, but—”

She placed her index finger over his lips. “Please, and I swear to you we won’t stop this time.”

Oh, there would definitely be no stopping this time. Last time, he’d been inside her, but had never finished, and she craved to feel his release right along with her own. She giggled when he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. They stripped their clothes off in less than a minute and she was soon flat on her back with Raze on top of her.

He framed her face with his big hands. “You, Janine Denton, are the most fascinating, beautiful, wonderful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

When he looked at her that way, the desire glowing in his eyes, she believed him. He placed his lips on hers and kissed her long and deep. She wound her arms around his neck and toyed with the short hairs at his nape.

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The achy demand that now seemed so familiar when Raze touched her started in her breasts and dipped low into her stomach.

His tongue played at hers and the spicy, clean taste of him assaulted her senses with a rush of heat, and she pressed closer to his big body. The sprinkling of hairs on his chest and legs tickled her skin, and she groaned at the sensation. It wasn’t a tickle that made her want to laugh.