Untamed Fate (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 2)

closer as he brought his mouth to mine. Our lips brushed across each other,

quietly searching.

My own were soft and dry and desperate for his kiss. We’d done it before

in the Michigan woods, in the heat of despair and chaos and barely surviving

death. This was everything that hadn’t been, yet the overwhelming sense of

rightness was the same. My mouth didn’t just want him—it needed him.

I pressed my lips against his.

He parted them, drawing in everything I had to give. My pulse raced as I

kissed him back and let my tongue search for his, wanting nothing more than

to taste him, to drink him in.

Heat rose within me as the waters of my body met, and my legs trembled.

I needed more. His kiss was too hesitant. Too soft. I bit his lip and pulled him

to me. He gave a low, possessive gro

wl that sent shivers along my spine and

raised the hair on my skin.

He dug his fingers into my shoulders, and I moaned with delight. He bit

my lip in turn, but still, it wasn’t enough. My flesh needed his. We were too

far apart.

I shifted my arms and let the towel slip away, though the little dress of

shadows I’d woven around myself stayed in place.

As the towel landed at our feet, Jaxson broke off our kiss and met my

eyes. His pupils dilated, devouring me.

My arms were pinned between us. I pressed my palms to his chest. His

steady heartbeat pounded against my fingertips as his hands began to drift

slowly down my shoulders to my back and then down along my sides.

A shiver ran through me, and my skin prickled beneath his gentle touch.

At last, after an agonizingly slow descent, his fingers came to rest on my

waist. I licked my lip, and he gently pulled my hips forward. He was hard and

unyielding against me, and I wanted everything he could give.

I undid his shirt one button at a time, moving my hands deliberately