My fingers itch to touch her, but for now, I can manage to keep my hands glued to my sides.
“How are you?” I ask in a strangled voice. God, I sound like an animal.
“Okay. You shouldn’t be here.”
“I know.”
She’s standing in the middle of her small living room now, staring at me with eyes that are round and alert. Her heart is beating so fast, I’d be able to hear it even without my enhanced vampire senses.
“My sister told me you came by to check on me.”
“I did. You scared me.”
“I scared you?” Her voice rises an octave. “How?”
“The way you collapsed in Hanson’s class scared the crap out of me.”
I step forward, losing the battle against the mysterious forces of the mating bond. Aurora has nowhere else to go. Her hands settle on the back of the couch, clutching it tightly, like she needs an anchor.
“I hear you’re getting married in ten months.”
I don’t know why I said that. Thinking about her fiancé just makes everything worse.
“Who told you that?”
“I bumped into your little sister.”
“Miranda has a big mouth. But yeah, the wedding is happening as soon as I finish my training here.”
“So that means I have time.” I step into her space, leaving barely any room between our bodies.
“Have time for what?” She tilts her head up, staring straight into my eyes.
I cup her cheek with my hand, caressing her soft skin with my thumb. “To make you change your mind.”
No. No. No. Saxon, what the hell are you doing?
“I’m not changing my mind.” Her reply is so weak, it’s like vapor.
I smile ruefully. “We’ll see about that.”
She doesn’t try to stop me when I lean down, sealing my lips to hers. On the contrary, she grabs my arms, melting into my body. In an instant, I’m on fire and my sense of duty and responsibility flies out the window.
I grip a fistful of her hair, tilting her head to the side to kiss her deeper. Aurora lets out a moan when I nudge her legs apart with mine, feeling her heat through my jeans. With my free hand I part her robe, then cup one of her breasts, loving how it fits perfectly in my hand.
Her fingers curl into my shirt, and when I understand that she wants to get rid of it, I pull back to help her out. My gaze connects with hers, unleashing a myriad of emotions through me. Her beautiful, wild eyes are swirling with untamed desire. She has surrendered to the bond, even though she doesn’t know anything about it. If I were a better person, I’d tell her. But I’m not. I’m a rascal only too happy to take everything she’s offering.
I kiss her again, hard and demanding, before I switch my attention to her neck. Her vein is calling my name, but I ignore it, just happy to place open kisses there before I continue the path down her breasts. I latch on to one of her nipples, alternating between licking and sucking until she arches her back and yanks at my hair, her silent plea for me to continue.
There’s nothing in the world that can stop me from doing as she wishes. She’s my queen, and I’m at her command. When she whispers my name in a throaty voice that could very well be confused for a siren’s call, my cock is injected with pure libido—as if it weren’t already rock hard.
My name on her tongue, her fingers in my hair, the feel of her soft skin against my callused hands, these are memories that will be forever imprinted on my mind. Dying to taste more of her, I release her nipple with a soft pop and drop down to my knees. Leveling me with a smothering stare, Aurora unties the sash of her robe, pushing the fabric apart. The corners of my lips curl, and without breaking eye contact, I dive into her folds. She cries out when I lick her clit, already trembling as if she’s on the verge of an orgasm.
Fuck. I’m close too.
I try to keep the pace slow and prolong her pleasure, but either I’m a fucking magician with my tongue, or the mating bond is enhancing everything.
Suddenly, there’s a loud scream—not one of pure ecstasy. It’s a scream of excruciating pain, and it’s coming from me.
Aurora
There’s a terrible sound buzzing in my ears, like banshees screeching, out for blood. I cover them while shutting my eyes, not knowing what to do to make