Chapter 7
Chapter 7
How did Callum expect her to answer his questions when he was so close, she could almost taste him? His alluring scent. called to her, tempting her to rip off his clothes to view the hard flesh beneath. Her eyes drifted closed as her heart thundered in her chest. She licked her lips, remembering how delicious he’d tasted, how wonderful it had felt when he’d circled his arms around her as their lips met in her dreams. A tidal wave of arousal nearly knocked her over, her c lit so sensitive she wondered if she’d climax with a simple shift of her legs.
Pull yourself together. Answer him.
“I wanted to come to The Ink Stone,” she confessed, her voice shaky. “I don’t know why, and no, my family isn’t aware I am here.
When she tried to turn her head, he prevented her from doing so. His fingers were firm but gentle against her jaw. “Open your eyes. Look at me.” She forced her lids open, shocked to discover his eyes were no longer gold but almost yellow. “Tell me about your parents”
Her parents! The topic shift disoriented her for a moment. She quickly got her thoughts in order. “My mother died when I was five. I never knew my real father, just her second husband who is my stepfather. Why?”
“I’m just trying to figure this out.” He took a deep breath and asked, “How old are you?”
“Twenty-three.” If he was going to ask questions, so was she. “How about you?”
His se xy, kissable lips formed into a sinful smile. “Old enough”
“What kind of answer is that?”
The best you’re going to get right now, he replied, his voice taking on a husky lift. “Who raised you?”
G od, he was arrogant. Even worse? His attitude made her hotter.
“That hardly seems fair, she snapped, getting increasingly annoyed.
“Answer me.” He wasn’t asking for an answer now, he was demanding one. His fingers tightened on her chin, his irises shifting color from yellow to amber.
“My stepfather and my mother’s sister who is now my stepmother because they are now married to each other. There. Happy!”
“Your stepfather and aunt and now married?”
She nodded, finding it difficult to inhale. She wanted to remain irritated but her entire body betrayed her. Ripples of desire scorched the inside of her skin. This was nothing like her dreams, where she’d had some measure of control. If he didn’t move away from her, she’d tell him anything he wanted to know or do anything he told her to. Her pride didn’t mean squat, logical thought flying out the window.
“I should go” Something inside her rebelled, hating the words, rejecting the possibility. “My family will be worried”
“Your stepfather and aunt, I presume. They don’t have kids of their own?” His voice felt as though it swept through her. No one had ever made her as edgy and aroused as this man. Not even close.
“Yes, they don’t,” she whispered, clinging to his arms to remain on her feet.
S**ual need pounded at her, her blood drumming in her ears. In her fantasies she made love. She didn’t go buck wild, wanting to be f ucked long and hard.
Until now.
This isn’t like me.” She shook her head, trying to clear me ntal cobwels woven with bust. “Something’s wrong. I don’t feel right”
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Chapter 7
“Nothing’s wrong. It’s the moon’s heat, and it’s only going to get worse. You’re in the early stages.”
He had to be joking. This was going to get worse? She was in the carly stages? Was that why the moon had affected her so much these past weeks? Or was she just feeling sick?
“You should probably give me some space. I think I’m coming down with something” That something probably included. her ravenous libido, with his coc k served on a platter as dessert.
Da mn. When did the room become so warm? Was it this difficult to breathe before?
Fear hit, rolling like thunder through her. What would happen if she let things progress between them? He wanted her as much as she wanted him. What would the repercussions be if they spent a night together? Would her life ever be the same again?
“Shh, easy, he murmured. “Don’t be afraid. You’re safe with me. I’m going to take care of you.”
She shook her head at his statement. They didn’t know each other, not really. Yes, they’d shared dreams, extremely explicit and naughty dreams, but if she wanted to understand what was happening, she had to take care of herself. She couldn’t depend on him for anything more than answers.
Her mind combated the champagne fizzles raging through her body, attempting to give her some semblance of restraint. She tingled in places she didn’t know existed, her nipples and pu ssy so hypersensitive she couldn’t stand it.
“I don’t know you.”
Like an annoying parrot, she kept repeating herself.
Way to go. Charm him with your dizzying intellect.
She wanted to wince, knowing she probably looked as silly as she felt.
Yes, you da. I’d say over the last few weeks we’ve gotten to know each other extremely well.”
Her nails dug into his chest as her fingers curled. Wasn’t that the rub of it? She did know him. Technically, in her dreams, at least, they’d already gone past second base with a speedy rush for third..
“Remember the first time we met?” She trembled when his lips feathered over her forehead, the heat of his mouth warming her skin. “You were so nervous and tried to run from me. I thought you knew who and what I was to you. If I’d known why you were scared, I would have handled things differently”
Memories a**ailed her, of the first time she’d met him in the land of dreams. It had been inside a club. She’d found in odd since she’d never been to a club and had only seen them in movies. He’d been leaning against a wall, as though he’d been waiting for her. She hadn’t been able to see his face. Not that it mattered. She remembered the way her heart had pounded, how panic had set in even though she’d known it was only a dream.
She’d tried to run, only to have her dream shift to another time and place.
This time she’d found herself in a sunny park. Empty swings swayed back and forth, sandbags nearby occupied with unruly toddlers and doting parents. Callum had been there as well, crouched a few feet away, studying her. He’d seemed so out of place, like a lethal creature in a haven. When he started to stand, she’d jalted awake.
From that moment forward, her dreams had never been the same. And now her reality wouldn’t too because for some f ucked up reason, she had found him. And from the look of things he wasn’t willing to let her go. S hit! For the first time in her life, Amber had no choice but to admit to herself that she was in more trouble than she could handle.