She held his hand, preventing him from leaving her. She knew what he was going to do. It was written on his face.
He intended to turn himself in and save his brother.
When he turned to her with a frown, she stood up from the bed and pulled his lips to hers.
Fang growled as her kiss seared him. He twisted his fists in her shirt, wanting her with a need so desperate it tore him apart. But he couldn't stay and he knew it. "Don't start this fire, Aimee."
She answered by lifting his shirt up. Her warm hands skimmed his chest, making him so hard he ached. "Everything is falling apart. But the one thing that hasn't changed is how I feel about you. I won't spend another minute of regret where you're concerned." She removed her own top.
Fang struggled to breathe as he stared at the light blue lace bra . . . his favorite on her. "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely."
Fang pulled her against him as he ravaged her mouth. Nothing had ever tasted sweeter. And for once, he wouldn't be settling for second best. Even if they were mates, at this point, it wouldn't matter. He was about to die and that would free her to find a more appropriate male.
Fang pulled back to look down at her. "How do we do this?"
She arched a sarcastic brow. "You need instructions?"
He laughed. "No, but I don't know what bears do."
She laid her gentle hand on his cheek. "Make me yours, Fang. However you do that."
Dipping his head down to nuzzle her neck, he reached around her to undo her bra and pull it off. Her nipples puckered, and he moved to give them all the attention he'd been dreaming of.
Aimee cradled his head to her as he played. The one thing she'd learned about wolves and Fang in particular was that he loved to taste and to lick. The one thing he'd always been was thorough.
And as he unzipped her pants and dipped his hand down to stroke her, she knew tonight would be no exception. Her body trembled as he touched her. It'd been so long. . . .
How had he stood it? She had spent night after night, aching for him. It felt so good to be touched again.
"I've missed you, Fang." She pulled his shirt over his head so that she could touch him.
Fang felt his powers surge. The one thing about sex and Were-Hunters was that it empowered them. Made them stronger and sharper. And right now, he was more alive than he'd ever been before.
Using his powers, he removed his clothes and left himself bare for her inspection. Not that she hadn't already explored every inch of him. But it had been too long.
"I have done nothing, except dream of you," he whispered, kissing his way around her mouth. He took her hand into his and led it to his cock. He sucked his breath in sharply as she touched him.
Aimee sank to her knees in front of him so that she could take him into her mouth. His knees almost buckled from the pleasure. And as good as it felt, he had to stop her.
"Stop, Aimee."
She pulled back with a frown.
"You do that and this will be over before either of us wants it."
She laughed before she gave him one last lick that sent a shiver all the way up his backbone. It even made his eyes roll back in his head.
Aimee smiled at the look on Fang's face. She loved to tease him and to taste him. The saltiness of his skin made her ache for more, but like him, she wanted for once to know exactly what it felt like to have him inside her.
He sank down in front of her. On their knees, facing each other, he kissed her again. It was hot and demanding as he skimmed his hand down between them to touch her. It made her even wetter as she throbbed.
The quickening inside her rose until it was blinding and her body demanded appeasement. "Don't make me wait, Fang," she whispered, afraid that something or someone would interrupt them again.
Fang kissed his way to her back, making chills spring up all over her body. Holding her in front of him, he brushed her hair from her neck so that he could inhale her scent. Every part of him burned as he ached to be inside her.
He'd waited and dreamed of this moment, never thinking to really have it. He'd almost convinced himself that he could live without ever tasting her again.