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watched as she turned over on her hands and knees to crawl away from him. He could smell her sudden spike of fear and he hated the fact that she was once again comparing him to other men she feared just because he was an Alpha. He shook his head and quickly crawled up and over her.
Jade inhaled sharply when she felt his body caress her back and his arms were suddenly beside hers. She could feel his thick head squeeze back into her opening and moaned as she lifted her upper body and laid her head back against his shoulder in surrender.
Titus caged her with his arms and pulled her back against his chest as he drove himself up inside her again. Lowering his lips to the shell of her ear, he whispered in a dark husky voice, “It’s never enough.” He nuzzled the side of her neck and felt her squeeze him even tighter.
Jade felt her heart flutter as his voice echoed in her mind but she was still lucid enough to be wary of the teeth that were so close to her skin. Almost all female weres were marked during sex and she couldn't stop her fear from rising at the same time another orgasm hit her hard.
Glancing up, Titus noticed their reflection in the huge mirror on the dresser. The sight of her with her eyes closed and lips slightly parted as she took his thrusts was erotic. Placing his hands on her hips, he lifted her up and brought her back down in a rhythm that kept her panting as her legs began to shake. He let one of his hands caress its way up until he was cupping her breast then he slid his other hand around the front of her and dipped it between her thighs.
“Open your eyes Jade,” he commanded in a harsh whisper and used his cheek to move her face to where she was facing the mirror.
Jade opened her eyes seeing their reflection just as he nudged her legs further apart. Her darker coloring held against the blond Greek God behind her was erotic as hell. When he ran the pad of his fingers across the bundle of nerves just above where he was entering her Jade moaned, biting her bottom lip as she came for him again. She felt like she was exploding when his fingers didn’t stop their torture.
“Titus please,” Jade cried out, pressing back against him as she shivered and twitched in his arms.
Titus’s eyes glowed as he watched her in the mirror. He was giving her something she’d never had before and he was nowhere near finished yet. If she was going to walk away from this bed thinking this was nothing but pity sex because of her heat, then he was going to make sure she had trouble walking away.
She felt him stroke that sweet spot between her legs again and again before his arms finally released her and she fell forward catching herself on the mattress. She sucked in her breath making a hissing sound when he placed one hand on her side and the other on the small of her back and slid almost all of the way out only to slowly, relentlessly push himself back in.
The seductive rocking motion was enough to keep her high and give her a chance to catch her breath at the same time. She gripped the sheet under her fingers when she realized in this position he could go in even deeper than he had before. Whatever he was touching inside of her had never been touched by anyone and this new sensation was making her tense and melt with every thrust. Before she could stop herself, she pushed back against him so that he would hit it even harder.
“Titus,” Jade cried out when he held her still for a second before moving again.
Titus growled low in his throat when his control almost slipped. Reaching forward, he pushed her long dark hair to one side and gripped her shoulder with one of his hands. Taking a deep unsteady breath, he pulled her back with a harder jerk, slamming into her and giving her what she was craving.
“Oh god Titus,” Jade moaned as he sped up giving her so much more than she’d ever anticipated. After several minutes, she finally felt like she was going to break and surged forward trying again to crawl away from him.
Titus was breathing hard as he grabbed her and rolled her over onto her back. She was limp and so flushed that it only made him grow harder if that was possible. Spreading her legs, he held her gaze as he eased his way inside her this time, holding himself above her by one arm. Taking his other hand, he looped it under one knee and brought her leg up, driving in and out of her at a slow torturous pace.
Slowing down backfired on him… he could feel every hot inch of her encasing him, squeezing and sucking at him. Smelling the mixture of their combined musk and seeing the glow of desire in her eyes surged inside him making him want to keep her. Titus gritted his teeth as he felt her pulse around him.
Grabbing her shoulder again, he pulled her down the mattress toward him, impaling her quickly, then ground himself against her. Sliding her back up the sheet, he repeated the movement again and again, using stubbornness to surpass even his own limit.
All Jade could do was hold on and drown in the sensations. When he lowered his forehead to hers, she wrapped her arms around his neck and was quickly lifted in his arms.
Titus held her tight against him and raised his head to glare up at the ceiling so he wouldn’t mark her as he exploded deep inside her, the pulse of his seed matching the hard thump of his heartbeat. For a few minutes, they remained in that position breathing harshly and trembling before Titus suddenly released her to fall back to the mattress.
Jade frowned when Titus stretched out on the bed next to her without saying a word or trying to even hold her. She slowly turned her head toward him to find him lying on his back, his chest still rising and falling just as quickly as hers… but his eyes were closed and relaxed.
She frowned when the minutes ticked by and his breathing evened out as Titus slipped into sleep so easily. She felt the cool air of the dark room chill her heated flesh and gently pulled the cover up and over her in an odd moment of loneliness. Jade spent the next thirty minutes forcing herself to become just as relaxed as he was and fall asleep.
Chapter 3
Dean stared down at the street below watching as Kane exited the building with the beautiful Skye and Aurora in tow. If Aurora wasn’t already mated to Michael, he’d swear the two Fallen belonged together. The way they loved each other so unconditionally reminded him of things he had long forgotten and it left him with a slight case of melancholy.
Had he ever been like them or had he been born as cold and hard as he felt right now? Dean sighed not wanting to search his own soul in fear of the answer. He’d made up his mind a long time ago to become what he was now in order to protect those with softer hearts and he refused to regret that sacrifice.
He remained still when Skye turned and looked up at him as if sensing he was being watched. It was good that the boy’s instincts were so sharp… he would need them to protect himself and the ones he loved in the coming days. He wished he had the time it would take to make sure Kriss and Skye became closer but his time was running out.
He felt a twinge of guilt and jealousy as he imagined Skye looking at Kriss the same way he looked at Aurora. He closed his eyes trying to stop the intrusive visual of them making love long after he was gone.
Hearing soft footsteps, Dean opened his eyes seeing Kriss in the reflection of the window as he approached from the kitchen and quickly hid his inner turmoil. Kriss hadn't said a word when the two younger Fallen had announced they were going with Kane to visit Michael but he could see the worry in his lover’s eyes. He had always been able to read Kriss so well and was glad Kriss did not have the same ability.
“It’s a good thing Kane is chaperoning them tonight,” Kriss mused coming up behind Dean. “Do you think he can handle Michael if he begins to lose control?”
Dean cocked an eyebrow, not really sure what the answer to that question was. “Tell me, do you remember when we went head to head with Kane before Syn intervened and tossed us off the roof of that building like rag dolls?” He watched as Kriss’s lips thinned at the memory.
“Yes,” Kriss slid his arms around Dean and placed his chin on Dean’s shoulder. “I am aware that Syn probably saved us from a serious hurting that night.”
Dean hardened his voice so Kriss would be sure to listen. “Then you will agree with me when I tell you