putting my pants on, my shirt, and my boots. The more Sawyer talks, the more I have to resist crossing the room. Whit comes over when I’m lacing my boots then holds his hand out for mine. We wait outside for the others. The way Whit looks at me tells me he heard my thoughts. Knows what I want to do to him… with him. But I keep telling myself it’s too soon. I won’t rush him. I want everything to be on his terms. Never do I want him to think being with him intimately is all I care about. It’s the furthest thing from the truth. Whatever parts of himself he’s willing to give me, I’ll happily take.
Thay opens a portal for us and we move through to Aries’ lower level, except for the three members of the Quivakond Pack. Once our portal is closed, they’ll go home, too.
Whit pulls me through the cabin, out the door, and toward the pack house. I don’t ask what he’s doing. I can hear his thoughts. I triggered something in him with mine. He’s on his own mission now. One where he wants me naked in bed and over top of him.
I don’t say a word until we’re in his room and the door shuts behind me. Whit is there, slamming my body against it, taking charge like no one has ever done with me before.
He pushes my shirt up to kiss and tease along my stomach and chest. While his lips feast on me, his hands remove my shirt then go for my pants. As much as I want him to keep going, I have to make sure this is what he wants. I hear it in his mind, but I need his words. I need to make sure he’s ready to take this final step with me.
My hand on his wrist stills him. He pulls away and his eyes meet mine.
“Baby, I need you to be sure,” I say. “I don’t want to rush this between us.”
“If we were rushing this, we would have been mated by now.” Whit grips the hem of his shirt and brings it up and over his head then tosses it to the floor. “I’m done thinking, Cam. I don’t want either of us to overanalyze anything. You’re it for me. I want to solidify what we have and bond us for life.”
Reaching up, I cup his cheeks. “Once we do this, there’s no going back.”
“There was no going back from the first time your lips touched mine, Camden Raines. I’m yours and you’re mine. No one will ever again lay their hands on you in lust. No one will taste those sweet lips of yours except me. And I will kill anyone who tries to test what lengths I will go to until the universe understands who you belong to.”
“Fate,” I mutter. This side of Whit—one I didn’t know existed until now—is a massive turn-on. I shouldn’t be surprised it’s there. He’s a shifter like me. He has that primal urge inside him to claim his mate, just as I do. The difference is that Whit has been calm and quiet since I’ve met him. Never loud, outgoing, and voicing what he wants so clearly. For him to do it now, with me, I want everything he’s saying.
Whit leans forward and nips at my bottom lip. “I want you to take me. Please. I want to feel you everywhere.”
My hand finds his and brings it back to the front of my jeans. “Make me yours, Whitlock.”
It’s all the permission he needs to give in and use his magic to rid us of our clothes. Whit is in his natural state. Gorgeous fae skin. Pointed ears. I love all of him.
He doesn’t wait then. His body becomes flush against mine. His warmth bleeding into me, heating me up. And his emotions are not only in my chest but also felt through his touch. He’s letting his fae side out more and more around me. He’s giving me everything. And I don’t take any of it for granted.
Reaching down, I grip the backs of his thighs and lift him so his legs wrap around my waist. He’s muscular but still light. I could carry him all over the house. Instead, I carry him to the bed and slowly lower him onto his back.
Gorgeous blue eyes stare up at me. His lips part as he breathes hard. I know how he feels. I’m fighting each breath