Crossed Fates: A Standalone Shifter Romance by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ninja Newt Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-04-02T04:00:00+00:00

Makayla

Sex. Definitely sex.

Except that hadn’t been one of his choices. Not quite. Tasting, he’d said. To see if I’m as sweet as I smell. Just the thought of his sensual words sent a shiver down my spine.

Because yes. Yes, I wanted that. Right now. With him.

And he’d given me the choice.

It was like he knew me without knowing me. A conundrum I didn’t quite understand, one I chose to ignore now. We’d been sniffing around each other for the last few days, our attraction clearly mutual. Yeah, there was the whole fated-mates thing, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t sleep with him. Hell, if anything, it meant I should fuck him. A lot. Like over and over again until this whole burning sensation between us ebbed.

If that was even possible.

“Makayla,” he murmured, his grip tightening in my hair. “You’re not speaking. Should I infer that to mean you’ve chosen the other option?”

I licked my lips, his mouth a scant inch from mine. “Well, there is at least one thing you should know about me first.” I trailed my fingers up the middle of his black dress shirt. He’d left it open at the collar, allowing a teasing glimpse of flesh to show.

I want to lick him right there, I thought, drawing back to study the dip in his clavicle bone. Then I want to lick a path down his body and trail that light dusting of hair to the prize below.

My stomach clenched with the image in my head, his body a treat I wanted to sample every inch of. “If you’re going to taste me, then I want to taste you, too.” I met his sapphire eyes, his irises illuminated by the moonlight streaming in through his window.

A vibration rumbled beneath my fingers, his wolf responding favorably to my words. “I want to go first.”

My thighs clenched, his growl underlining those five words. It wasn’t a request but a demand. A promise. A sealing of fate.

“Yes.” There wasn’t anything else to say. I could talk all night about myself just to try to avoid this, but why? What was the point? We both wanted each other. We were adults. “Yes,” I repeated.

His lips curled into a feral grin. “Yes what?”

“This.” What the hell did he need? A map? Because if that was the case, we had a problem. I expected experience. I wanted him to take me to the damn moon with his tongue. Right. Fucking. Now.

“Oh, no, Makayla.” His touch slid from my hair, his palm wrapping around my nape. “I want you to say it. Talking or tasting.”

“Well, you seem to be in the mood for talking.” Which was a giant waste of time.

“I’m absolutely not in the mood for talking, sweetheart.” His arm tightened against my lower back, pulling me impossibly closer. “And I think we both know that.” He rocked into me to punctuate his point, and I nearly swallowed my tongue.

Because dear God, yes. Thick. Pulsing. Hot.

I swallowed. “Alaric.” It came out on a whine, my wolf taking over my voice and shredding all sense of dignity within me.

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