by Terra Wolf
I blinked. “Yes.”
“Yes, what? Yes, you’ll marry me? Or yes, you know me better than that?” His smile faded as the area between his brows puckered.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
“Thank God,” he breathed as he pulled me into his lap.
His lips pressed against mine in a way that had my nipples hardening and my body yearning for more. I slid my hands over his shoulders and down his back until I was able to get them beneath the soft cotton of his t-shirt. His warm flesh met with my fingertips and wetness pooled between my thighs. Batch lifted off the couch, taking me with him. He started up the stairs, his mouth still working across mine. When we reached the bedroom, he kicked the door closed behind him.
“Should’ve done that last time.” I nipped at his bottom lip. My hand reached out and twisted the lock on the door. “That too.”
A rich, low rumble of a laugh bellowed from his chest. “Live and learn, darlin’, live and learn.”
Batch crossed the room to deposit me on my bed. He hovered above me, staring at me in a tender way. His eyes trailed down me, coming to rest on the stain tarnishing my white dress. Darkness burned in his eyes, and I knew the events of the night were passing through his mind again.
“Let’s get you out of this and cleaned up.” He slipped off me to help me into a sitting position. His touch was delicate and gentle as though I was the most fragile thing he’d ever come across.
I slid out of bed and tugged the nasty dress over my head. After I tossed it on the floor, I crossed the room to my dresser and reached for the pouch of moist towelettes I used to wash my face before bed. They were cold as I rubbed them across my chest, cleaning myself up. The moment between us was ruined, and I was more pissed off about it than I should be.
Batch came up behind me. He unlocked my bra and slipped it off my shoulders. It fell to the floor. I stared at him in the mirror above my dresser, wondering what his next move would be. His hard body pressed against my backside, causing his sheer masculine presence to overwhelm me and steal the breath from my lungs. I could feel his erection pressing against my lower back. He reached out and took the pouch from my hand. I watched him as he gathered a few wipes before setting it back on the dresser where it had been. His eyes locked with mine in the mirror while he moved my hair off my shoulders and began to wipe the remnants of blood across my skin away. I closed my eyes, allowing him to clean me. When he was finished, he cupped my breast and rubbed his thumb over my nipple until it hardened beneath his touch. A moan sounded from deep within my throat.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” His hand slid down my abdomen, causing goose bumps to erupt all over my body. “Every single inch of you.”
His lips began to make a slow trail down the side of my neck, across my shoulder, and along my back until he reached my hip. My breathing picked up as my heart rate spiked and the wetness between my thighs intensified. When his teeth sank into the fleshy part of my hip for a gentle love bite, a gasp escaped me.
“Did you like that?” he asked with a low growl.
“Yes.” I locked eyes with him through the mirror again.
His thumbs hooked into the side of my panties, and he jerked them down to my ankles in one swift motion. I grabbed the edge of my dresser to brace myself for whatever he was about to do next. Batch’s hand reared back and popped me on the ass. The sound of it had pleasure tingling across my skin.
“And did you like that too?”
I bit my bottom lip and nodded.
“Good, we’ll save that for next time.” He lifted me in his arms and carried me to the bed. “Right now, all I want to do is make love to you.”
Batch gently laid me on the bed, before reaching for the neck of his shirt and peeling it off his body. I watched as his fingertips worked the button on his jeans. Watching this man undress was something I could do every day for the rest of my life. After he shed his boxer briefs, he climbed onto the bed. His body hovered above mine as he situated himself between my thighs. His erection was rock hard as it pressed against my slick folds. He moved his hips, creating friction there that threatened to drive me insane. Once he’d teased me to the edge of a climax, he pulled back. His mouth descended on my right nipple as his index finger and thumb rolled my left until it was puckered at attention.
“Oh, Batch,” I moaned as I interlaced my fingers within his hair. My back arched off the bed in an effort to bring my hips closer so I could feel the same delicious friction from before. “I need you inside me.”
“Do you now?” His mouth left my breast in favor of trailing his tongue down the length of my abdomen. “You like the way I touch you? Am I driving you insane?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
Batch grinned as he looked down at me. His tongue snaked out to lap against my folds and I thought I would lose myself right then and there. My hands fisted the sheets on either side of me to keep myself from grabbing him and forcing him to thrust into me. As though he could see the erotic torture he was causing, he gripped the head of his cock and placed it at the slick entrance to my center. Inch by inch, he eased his way in. His eyes were dark and hooded with lust, but it was the love for me reflected within them that had me crushing my lips against his in a fiery kiss.
Batch continued to ease in and out of me as our mouths collided with one another’s. A tightness built in my lower stomach as ripples of pleasure rolled through me from his rhythm. I wrapped my legs around his waist in an effort to pull him closer, to make him go deeper. I wanted to feel every inch of him. No, I needed to. His hand slipped down to cup my ass and he thrust into me harder.
“Yes,” I hissed.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air. My legs unraveled from around his waist as a climax blossomed through my body. Batch thrust deep within me and his cock jumped as he came also. His body tensed and shuttered. I lifted up to kiss him deeply.
“Sleep in here with me tonight,” I said as we untangled ourselves from one another. He pulled me into his side while spreading out across my bed. “I want to wake up beside you.”
“You don’t have to ask, I already planned on it.” He kissed my temple as he trailed his fingertips lightly along my forearm.
“Screw Silas,” I said before he could even mention my brother. “I don’t care what he has to say about us. He can’t pick and choose who I’m with. Besides, he should be happy it’s you.” I grinned even though he couldn’t see my face, and molded my body closer to his.
“About that. Apparently, Silas already knew.”
“Knew what?”
Batch nestled his face into the crook of my neck. “About us.”
“How did he know about us?” My body stiffened in his grip.
“It has something to do with your father. He knew we would be together when we were kids, and mentioned something to Silas about it once or twice.”
A wave of heat slipped over me. How was it possible that my dad had known even before I did that Batch and I would be together? And why the hell didn’t my brother say anything?
“Okay, so Silas is fine with us being together?” I asked
Batch kissed my shoulder. “Yeah, I guess so.”
“And how long have you known this?” I pulled away from him so I could make eye contact.
A boyish grin crept across his face, making my heart flutter. Even so, I still managed to keep my eyes narrowed on his. “Since before you woke.”
“Why didn’t you say something to me sooner?”
“One, because it was the last thing on my mind. And two, because not telling you made you feel like you were doing something you shouldn’t a second ago, didn’t it?” He wiggled his eyebrows at me. “Which always makes sex better.”
“You’re such an ass.” I chuckled and slapped at his shoulder playfully.
“Yeah, but I’m one you love. I’m also the ass you said you’d marry.” He climbed on top of me and peppered the si
de of my neck with kisses.
“I did, didn’t I?”
Batch’s lips pressed against mine, possessing my mouth the way he had my body moments before. “Yes, you did.”
The sound of a cell phone chiming echoed through my room. Batch pecked my lips once more before he lifted off of me to retrieve it. I propped myself up on my elbows to stare at the solid mass of muscles forming his back as he bent and twisted to dig through the pile of clothes on the floor in search of his cell.
“Who is it?” I asked
“Silas.” His thumbs flew across the screen of his cell, replying to whatever my brother had said. “Dylan has been taken care of. Becky called the cops after they were able to stage the scene and they’re on their way.”
I leaned back against my headboard, unsure how I felt about setting Dylan up like that. I knew he’d almost killed me, but still. He was just a human who knew too much about the shifter world and didn’t know how to handle it. It was sad, really.
Another text came through on Batch’s phone.
“Shit.”
“What is it?”
“The hunter I spotted at The Den got away. Sebastian wasn’t able to find him.”
“Maybe he moved on?” I shrugged. “Vanessa isn’t here, so it’s possible.”
Batch tossed his cell onto the pile of clothes and shifted around to face me. “Maybe.”
I crawled to where he was and situated myself across his lap. My arms snaked around his neck and I pressed my lips against his, wanting to erase the worry lines forming between his brows.
“Let’s not think about it now,” I said between kisses. “How about the two of us take a shower together and have a little soapy fun instead?”
“Mmmm… Sounds like my kind of fun.” He cupped my ass as he lifted us up into a standing position and started toward the bathroom.
I licked and nibbled along the side of his neck. “So, are you free tomorrow? There’s a little shopping I think we need to do.” I motioned to my ring finger.
“Darlin’, I’m all yours.” He kicked the bathroom door open wider and stepped inside, then slammed it shut and locked it before carrying me into the tiled shower.
My back pressed against the cool tiles as he fumbled to close the curtain and turn the water on without removing his lips from mine. Contentment settled over me like a warm blanket as his mouth continued to work over mine, and I couldn’t think of anywhere else I’d rather have been.
Batch had always been mine, and I had always been his—we’d just been too stubborn to admit it. Until now. Now we could spend the rest of our forever together.
The End
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