future. There was only that moment.
For that moment, he had Jane.
He looked up at her. “If you want me to stop, say the word.” He’d always do what Jane wanted. Did she understand the power that she wielded? He was supposed to be the beast in charge of the city, but for her…I will give her anything.
Jane shook her head. “Stopping is the last thing I want.”
They both needed this—needed each other. Needed the reassurance of being skin to skin. The wild oblivion of pleasure that would sweep them away.
He pressed another kiss to her stomach, then Aidan eased down a bit more, moving lower, lower…
He kissed her through the soft silk of her underwear. A shudder slid along her body and the scent of her arousal teased him. He kissed her again even as his hands curled around her hips. His tongue slid out, licking lightly, but he couldn’t get the access he needed, not from that position.
He needed so much more from Jane.
He caught the edge of her panties with his teeth and yanked them down.
Jane gave a little surprised laugh. He fucking loved it when she laughed. Then she said, “My, what skillful teeth you have, wolf…”
“The better to strip you, my dear.”
Her laughter came again, but the sweet sound faded when he scooped her into his arms and hurriedly carried her to the bed. He positioned her on the edge of the mattress, letting her silken legs hang over the edge. Then he bent once more, his hands moving to push her thighs farther apart.
And he tasted her. His tongue licked. Again and again. She moaned and jerked against his mouth, but he just kept going. He wanted Jane to come this way, for him. Wanted her to have the first blast of pleasure.
Her hips arched toward him. He kissed her tender flesh and kept stroking her with his tongue, just the way he knew she liked. When the pleasure hit her, he felt it. Her body stiffened. Her sex spasmed.
And he pulled back so that he could watch her come for him.
“Nothing is more beautiful,” he whispered, “than seeing you, like this.” Aidan rose, stripping off his clothes and tossing them away. He needed to be skin to skin with her. Needed to be deep inside of Jane.
She rolled, moving her body quickly and rising up on her knees. Then she looked back at him, her cheeks a sweet pink and her eyes gleaming. “I want it this way.”
Fuck, yes. He’d take her anyway. He climbed onto the bed. The mattress dipped beneath his weight. He grabbed her hips, positioned his cock, and drove into her in one long, hard thrust.
Balls deep. Perfect.
She moaned.
He gave a guttural groan.
And then he withdrew, only to thrust deep again. The rhythm was hot and fast, and he should slow down, he knew it, but—
“More!” Jane gasped out. “Don’t stop!”
He would do whatever she wanted.
Jane’s hands flew down and she shoved her palms into the mattress, balancing herself. He gave her more. Gave her everything. The bed was squeaking, the mattress rocking, and his hips pumped frantically as he drove them both toward the abyss of release.
He kissed her shoulder. Licked the skin. Then he bit her, a light marking that was the way of his kind. When his teeth touched her skin, Jane gave a quick cry. Not of pain, but pleasure, and he felt the contractions of her release all around his cock. His eyes squeezed closed because she felt so incredibly good.
Like she’d been made just for him.
He withdrew, then drove deep once more. The pleasure hit him, surging up hot and wild, and he yanked his mouth from her shoulder because he was afraid he’d bite too hard. That he’d hurt her.
He growled her name, and kept thrusting. The pleasure wasn’t ending.
“Aidan!”
His eyes flew open at her cry. She was still coming. He could feel it around his dick. Aidan wanted to give her so much pleasure. So much that she would always remember him—always remember this moment.
Always remember the way it felt when they were together.
Her hands had fisted around the sheets. She held them so tight. Her body arched like a bow and he curled around her, both of them absolutely lost.
Give her up?
His heartbeat drummed in his ears.
Hell, the fuck no.
***
“A second deadly mugging has New Orleans residents on alert this morning…” The pretty blond news anchor, Sarah Steele, stared straight ahead, her voice carrying just the right degree of concern. “Authorities