Craving Her Mates (My Wicked Mates Book 1) by Erzabet Bishop

Author:Erzabet Bishop [Bishop, Erzabet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Furever Shifter Mates, My Wicked Mates Series, Paranormal & Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Adult Themes, The Wolf Shifters Mate, Supernatural Fantasy, Protection & Safety, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Multicultural & Interspecies Relationships, Romantic Schemes, Dangerous & Deadly, Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Mythical Creatures, Action & Adventure, Violence & Crime Story, SciFi Fantasy Romance, Hearts Desire, Futuristic, Beautiful & Feisty, Interspecies Relationships, Genetic Engineering Fiction, Fated Mates Romance, BDSM Club, Lynx Shifter
Publisher: Naughty Nights Press LLC
Published: 2019-02-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Natalia woke to the sound of snoring. There was a weight on her body. Ryder. His arm was draped over her, the heat making her claustrophobic and edgy. She eased out from underneath him and rolled out of bed. Her body ached from earlier, but the satisfaction at bonding with Ryder left a sweetness humming in her blood.

The mark on his shoulder was red but it would heal. The meaning behind it would not.

The early evening shadows gave the room a cozy feeling, but when the cool air hit her naked skin, she shivered. Her clothes were soiled, and she couldn’t very well start rummaging through Ryder’s things. She’d lost an entire day, and she had to get home and check on the cat. And then she needed to call her captain.

And her animal needed to run. To feel the earth beneath her paws and shake the human bullshit off for just a little while.

Speaking of that…where was her purse? There. On the dresser. He’d brought it. Appreciation for the man in the bed warmed her. He was a lot more than he seemed. Natalia quietly opened her purse and saw the line of angry texts from Holt. Yep. And one from the captain.

Great.

I’m fine. With Ryder. Will call when I get home.

She sent it to both of them. Let them think what they wanted. It wasn’t like the whole force didn’t see him carry her out of the crime scene yesterday. Shit. She was going to hear about that one for months.

Something about him calmed her. It was as if her tension had just evaporated. Even her cat seemed happy.

She crept across the carpet to the bathroom, stubbing her toe. She yelped, covering her mouth to muffle the sound, but Ryder still snored on.

Typical man. Would probably sleep through a band of axe murderers.

Oh, God.

It all came flooding back to her. The scene. Her name written in blood. She stared at herself in the mirror, the harsh fluorescent lighting bringing every flaw to life. Her hair, still tangled and only half dry, tumbled down, covering some of the marks on her shoulders. Her makeup had been washed away, leaving her barefaced.

The scars on her wrists were a reminder of everything she’d fought for and the woman she’d seen hanging from the cross. Each of them brought her attacker closer and closer, and it was up to her to make it right.

Would he still recognize her? There were extra curves gracing her hips, breasts, and thighs that hadn’t been there before. She wasn’t that young girl playing bondage in the corset shop, either. Nor was she the innocent young thing taking direction from Master Cage.

“You’re beautiful.”

Her eyes widened as Ryder’s voice broke the silence, interrupting the revere of her thoughts.

“I didn’t hear you get up.”

He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, tugging her close. His gaze followed her facial expressions. “Is this alright?”

Was it?

Everything had happened so fast.

She met his gaze, not knowing what she’d say until it left her lips.

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