“Then there is absolutely no doubt that he will come for you?” Anthony asked.
“None.”
“So be it. We’ve only recently opened the sanctuary, and you are our first guest, but we do have several young lycans coming in next week. For now, it is you, Anthony and me. Our mates, Rindy and Karen, are also here, and while I don’t want them involved, they can protect Janine while we take care of Damon and anyone else who is stupid enough to come with him.” Brent glanced at Anthony and waited until he nodded in agreement.
“You should be safe enough at the cabin. Brent and I will patrol the area in shifts, and at the first sign of trouble, we’ll move Janine here with Karen and Rindy. This place has a Fort Knox security system, and once it’s activated, no one will get in unless they are let in.” Anthony walked to the front door. “We’ll get this problem taken care of.”
“Thank you for your help.” Raze was glad he’d heard about this place.
There was no way he’d ever be able to protect Janine like this on his own.
Raze left the cabin a few moments later and made his way back to where he and Janine were staying. He walked quietly, and sniffed the air as he went, on alert for any sign of Damon or the other pack members. When he walked in the front door, the lights were out, and the place was quiet. He went down the hall and peeked into the bedroom, and is breath hitched in his throat.
Janine lay sprawled across the bed, the sheet barely covering her naked curves, fast asleep. Her blonde hair lay in haphazard sections across the pillow, and her cheek rested on the arm she had bent under her head. She was gorgeous, and he couldn’t understand why she had doubts about that fact. He wanted to crawl in the bed with her, simply hold her while he slept, tell her he’d been a fool earlier, but he didn’t want to wake her.
He left the door cracked, went back to the living room, and arranged his huge frame on the tiny couch. His feet hung over the end, and his neck scrunched at an angle he knew was going to cause an ache by morning. He was simply too tired to care. His eyes drifted closed, and he slipped into a deep sleep.
Raze stroked the inside of her naked thigh with his long fingers and Janine sighed.
The sun was shining down on them through the thick trees, giving off a comfortable warmth that belied the cool fall weather. He pushed her gently back until she lay on top of a pile of crunchy leaves. She smiled when she thought of how she’d have to pick them out of her hair later, knowing they’d only remind her of this very moment.
He grinned down at her, his eyes glowing, mirroring the same desire she felt for him.
She’d somehow come to terms with what he was, and had realized he’d never hurt her or make her do anything against her will. The way he touched her . . . It was as if she were a rare, precious gem. Suddenly, she understood why—why he touched her that way and why she felt as if she was that rare, precious gem when he did so. He loved her, and she accepted him, trusted him . . . loved him.
She had on a dress, and his fingers skimmed higher until they glided along the slick folds that were weeping just for him. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull his mouth to hers. He kissed her hungrily, and let two fingers slide home.
She cried out, but he swallowed the sounds and dipped his tongue deeper. She arched to meet his fingers as they slid deeper into her wetness, and his cock nudged her thigh. She raised her leg until she could rub against him, creating the same friction on his erection that he was treating her to. There kiss never broke as the swirling of her orgasm threatened to erupt out of control.
His thumb flicked her clit, and she plunged head long into the most mind shattering orgasm she’d ever experienced. Electricity shot through her skin, straight to her core. She bucked and cried out time and again, and just as she thought she’d reached the crescendo, he rubbed against her leg one final time and cried out in his own release, spurring her into another orgasm right on the heels of the first.
Her body quivered with the sheer shock of the glorious physical and emotional rapture it had just been bombarded with, and her heart slammed hard against her ribs. She panted and looked up into his face, his gorgeous face. He belonged to her. She could see it in his eyes. She owned his heart. She felt the same, and wondered if he could see it in her eyes as well.
Her body was replete, but still ached for something. “Make love to me, Raze.”
She needed him inside her where he belonged. She reached for him and widened her thighs in welcome of his possession.
Chapter Eleven
When Janine woke the next morning, her body was hot, damp and achy.
She remembered the dream well. It had been so vivid, so real. She showered and dressed, and when she made her way to the kitchen, Raze was sitting at the small table sipping at a cup of black coffee.
“Good morning,” she said hesitantly, not sure what kind of reception she’d get from him after their disagreement.
He smiled up at her. “Good morning. Sleep well?”
Yeah. Too damn good with hot dreams of him. Her cheeks burned, and she quickly pulled a cup from the cabinet and poured some coffee in hopes of covering up her embarrassment. “Yes. Thank you. You?”
He stretched his long arms over his head. “I thought I wasn’t going to scrunched up on the couch, but I had some very interesting dreams that made me forget all about my sleeping arrangement.”
She turned and looked at him. He stood and came toward her until he was a breath from her, their bodies almost touching. He bent down and placed his mouth close to her ear. “I can see it too.”
She sucked in a breath and snapped her head up. The jerky movement sloshed hot coffee over her hand. “Ouch!” She set the cup down and started for the sink, but Raze was there before she could turn the water on. He flipped on the cold tap, and pushed her hand under it.
“Son of a bitch. I’m sorry,” he muttered.
“It’s not your fault I’m clumsy.” She didn’t think the burn was all that bad, and felt more of an impact from his touch than from the injury.
He turned her hand over after a few minutes to inspect it, and let out a long breath of what she supposed was relief. “Just a little red.”
She turned the water off. “I’m okay. Thank you.”
He tugged her toward the living room where he sat down and pulled her across his lap. She squirmed, but he held her to his chest firmly.
“Listen. I’m sorry about what I said. I shouldn’t have asked you for so much so soon. You’ve been through a lot in the past couple days, and it was wrong of me to ask for your blind trust at this moment in time. I wasn’t lying when I said you were my mate, and I care for you, Janine. If there is a chance for us, even a slight one, I want to take it. You are the only woman in the world for me.”
She felt tears prickle the back of her eyes. “I didn’t mean to flip out on you when you bit me. I know you’d never do anything to hurt me. It’s just, yes, I have been through quite an emotional roller coaster, and sometimes the fear of what I’ve been through sneaks up on me.” She cupped his cheek in her hand. “I do care for you, Raze. I don’t know if we can make this thing happen between us. We are so different, but I’m willing to try.”