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But it felt so right, and she didn’t want to stop. She had to do this.
Misti reached down and claimed his hand. She brought it up to her mouth and sucked on each one of his fingers as she maneuvered herself just right. A little to the left, there. She shifted downward some, and he entered her, tight and perfect. Her elevated leg allowed him to drive into her deeper, and her body burned and hummed and thrived.
“You… undo… me,” he grunted in time with his thrusts.
“Shut up and kiss me.”
He obeyed, and she raked her fingers down his back, wanting to leave a mark on him, needing to make a lasting impression. As his thrusts grew more desperate, harder and deeper, her leg started to slip from his shoulder. He held it in place, tenderly stroking her thigh.
It proved too much for her—the force of him driving into her, the thickness of his cock in her tight opening, the caressing, the kissing. He didn’t tease an orgasm out of her, he demanded it, and her body submitted. His lips swallowed her moans, which was just as well. If he heard what she had been trying to gasp out as they peaked together, he never would have allowed her to kiss him one final time, to untangle her body from his, to dress and leave his room.
Somehow, someway, Anders Kraus had stolen her heart.
I love him.
He could never learn that, or else he would challenge Talon for her, and his death wouldn’t be at the hands of a Shadowed Star or a Red Nightwalker, but by a Wild Shade.
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Anders’s arms felt empty the moment she slipped from his grasp. He knew no words would keep her from what she deemed was her path, but still, he wished there was another way for them, a means for them to be together. Dreams of a foolish boy.
He couldn’t be a fool. He had to be his wolf. If he was going to survive all of this…
Was surviving enough for him? Did he merely wish to live each day and sleep each night?
Honestly, no. During his exile, he had been more man than wolf, and it had almost driven him mad. Even before that, he had always felt as if he was being kept too locked down, as if he had been meant for something more.
And now? Ever since meeting and bedding Misti, he felt more alive than ever. He had lived and breathed and killed, and it had all been such a rush, but even that compared to what he felt when he was with her intimately.
Never again.
The thought might have saddened him. Instead, it angered him. Rage and hatred, was that all he would ever feel? His Shadowed Stars and her Red Nightwalkers had thrived on those emotions for such a long time that it felt almost alien to be at peace.
Yet he felt peace with her.
A Red Nightwalker of all werewolves.
For long hours, he paced in his room, feeling more like a caged animal His still healing body didn’t appreciate it, and eventually, he sat on the edge of the bed, head in his hands.
A knock at his door found him groggy. He sat up—when had he laid down?—and called out, “Come in.”
To his disappointment, Misti didn’t enter. Tia did. She thrust out some clothes. “Go ahead and change into these. The ceremony will take place in the garden.”
“No breakfast?”
She smiled at him. “After the wedding.”
He had no appetite, so the delay didn’t bother him any. Although I doubt I’ll be up for eating afterward.
The clothes were simple—tan pants and a white button-down shirt. No tie, no belt. The shirt was a tight fit over his muscles, but the pants were his size at least.
The gardens. Would that make Misti happy, to be wed in such a beautiful location? If he had been able to convince her that they were the perfect match, he would not have had a wedding in front of a host of people. It would have been a quick elopement, most likely after he had claimed her.
The thought of Talon claiming Misti had Anders growling, his hands clenching into fists, his teeth turning into fangs. It took him a good two minutes to calm down.
He left his room and knocked on Misti’s, but she wasn’t there, gone already. Maybe that was just as well. What could he say to her?
Deep down, he hoped she was doing this for them and that she didn’t actually want to marry Talon. After all, she didn’t know the guy.
