Semua Bab The Rogue’s Savage Claim on Me: Bab 21 - Bab 30

ELOWEN"Wait." I stared at Trevor's texts again, my panic receding as logic kicked in. "Wait, wait, wait."Fao was still growling behind me, his whole body tense and ready for a fight."He doesn't know where I live." I let out a shaky laugh. "Trevor doesn't know where the cabin is. He's never been here. I moved out here after we broke up, and I never told him the address."The growling continued."Fao." I turned to face him, putting my hands on his chest. "He's bluffing. He's trying to scare me into responding. It's what he does."Those golden eyes were still blazing, fixed on the phone in my hand like he wanted to rip it apart."Hey." I cupped his face, forcing him to look at me. "He can't hurt me. He doesn't know where I am. Okay?"Slowly, very slowly, the tension started to drain from his body. The growl faded to a low rumble, then to silence. But his hands came up to grip my hips, pulling me closer, and I could feel the possessiveness radiating off him."Mine," he said, and it sou

Rowan called back exactly one hour later, as promised.I was wearing fresh clothes, my hair still damp. Fao was back in Trevor's sweatpants — I'd thrown the shirt in the dryer since it smelled like wet dog — and was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, watching me with that patient attention."Okay," Rowan said the second I answered. "I've had my drink. I've processed. I've accepted that my best friend is apparently living in a supernatural romance novel. Still up for debate on if it's erotic. Now tell me everything."I told her everything. And I mean everything — the claiming, the bite, the knot that had locked us together, waking up sore and marked and confused. Even what had just happened in the shower, his hands on my body, the way he'd looked at me like I was something holy.Fao listened to all of it without a trace of embarrassment. If anything, he looked proud — chest puffing up slightly when I mentioned the knot, a smug little smile tugging at his lips when I described

I grabbed her hips and thrust up into her, hard, setting a brutal pace that had her crying out within seconds. She braced her hands on my chest and rode me, her body rolling the same way it had during the dance, and the sight of it — my mate, moving on top of me, taking her pleasure — was almost enough to finish me right there."Fao — yes — yes —"She came first, clenching around me, her head thrown back. I followed a moment later, spilling into her with a groan that was more growl than human.She collapsed onto my chest, both of us breathing hard."Okay," she said after a moment. "Now I really have to go to work."I tightened my arms around her. "Stay.""Can't. Bills to pay." She kissed me softly, then climbed off, grimacing slightly as I slipped out of her. I watched my seed drip down her thigh before she pulled her pants back up. "But I'll be thinking about that the whole time I'm dancing tonight.""Good." I was smugly satisfied — more than satisfied. She would go to work with my m

ELOWENThe first night was awkward.Not the falling asleep part — I was exhausted, and he was warm, and the bond between us hummed with contentment when we were close. The awkward part was figuring out where everyone was going to sleep."You take the bed," I told him, gathering a blanket from the closet. "You're huge. You won't fit on the pull-out."He looked at the couch. Looked at me. "Where will you sleep?""On the pull-out. It's fine, I've done it before.""No.""Fao—""No." He crossed his arms — a gesture he'd picked up remarkably fast. "You sleep in the bed. I will take the pull-out.""You literally won't fit. Your legs will hang off by like two feet.""Then I will sleep on the floor.""You're not sleeping on the floor.""You're not sleeping on the pull-out."We stared at each other. He was learning stubbornness along with everything else, apparently."Fine," I said, throwing my hands up. "We'll both sleep on the floor. How about that?"He considered this. "The floor is hard.""

It was different from the claiming.That had been feral, desperate, driven by instinct neither of us could control. This was slow. Deliberate. His hands explored my body like he was memorizing it — every curve, every hollow, every place that made me gasp."Here," he murmured against my collarbone. "You like here.""Yes — yes —"His mouth trailed lower, and when he reached my breasts, he stopped like he'd found treasure. He cupped them in his hands, testing their weight, watching the way they moved when he squeezed gently."So soft," he breathed. "Could touch these forever."He lowered his mouth to one nipple, sucking gently, and I arched off the bed. He made a satisfied sound and did it again, then switched to the other, lavishing attention on each one until I was squirming beneath him."Fao—""Not done." He kissed his way down my stomach, his hands sliding under me to grip my ass. He squeezed hard, pulling me against him, groaning at the feel of soft flesh in his palms. "This too. Lo