Fatal Call (New Breed Novels Book 4) by Martha Bourke

started to race. Oh, no, no, no. Goddess above, this couldn’t be happening. Why her? Why now?
     
    X stood up and gave his leg a quick look-see. There was nothing left of the wound except a thin red line. With a quick check in the mirror he could see his peepers were back to normal. Thank fuck. Even his arousal was starting to get with the program. He put the peroxide away and opened the bathroom door. Rose was standing directly in front of him. She was breathing so hard she was panting, her eyes fixed on his.
    Ilah.
    Mine.
    Damn straight. X barreled forward and in one swift movement he picked Rose up and crushed her between his body and the wall. She gasped at the force, her arms coming around his neck, legs finding his hips. His lips went right for hers as he took her soft, full mouth with his. She groaned in satisfaction when he thrust his tongue into the warm heat she offered, her nails digging into his shoulders through his shirt.
     
    Rose brought Xavier’s luscious bottom lip into her mouth, then went for the top one while she ran her hands up his tremendous back. He trembled as the muscles rippled and flexed under her touch. She locked her ankles behind the male’s back and took his face in her hands. His eyes glowed a beautiful emerald green and she knew instinctively it was for her. Goddess, she wanted to be his. In that moment, there was nothing she’d ever wanted more. She couldn’t think about her situation. She wanted him to take her. To fill her up in every way possible. And she had been empty for so, so long. He deepened the kiss once more, his tongue stroking hers, and all thought, all reason was left behind. Her second soul awakened and a raw heat shot through her body. Her core blossomed, her sex weeping, aching for him.
    “Touch me,” she moaned.
     
    She didn’t have to tell him twice. X held her in place with his hips while he tore impatiently at the buttons on her blouse. Then he gave the same treatment to the front clasp of her bra, freeing her breasts. He ran his hand along the soft skin in between them.
    “You are so beautiful. I can’t wait to just…”
    He gently grazed each tight bud with his lips. She leaned back against the wall and arched up to meet his mouth, watching him from under heavy lidded eyes as he suckled her. He took his time, savoring them before he gently nibbled her ear on his way back to recapture her mouth.
    In a massive rush of energy, their second souls were joined.
    X was weak with need, his mind struggling to stay in control as the mating call took over. His head spun as the scent of her arousal hit him hard and he propped an arm against the wall to steady himself. His eyes locked on hers, their green glow reflecting in her hungry gaze.
    “Rose, tell me you want this,” he said on a pant. “If we take this any further, I won’t be able to stop myself.”
    Rose’s answer was a searing kiss. He reached under her skirt and tore off her panties, hissing as he ran his hand along her hot, silky core. She was so ready for him. So drenched in honey. “Rose. Oh, yeah .”
    He needed her on his tongue and down his parched throat. He set her back on her feet and knelt in front of her, pushing her skirt up over her hips and parting her thighs with his hands. He looked into her eyes as he ran his tongue slowly up her cleft before drawing her softest skin into his mouth. He groaned against her core. Goddess, she was so smooth, so sweet. Rose gasped, putting her hands to the back of his head and taking command. She called out his name as she came and control slipped completely out of his reach. He stepped back just long enough to free his erection. Then he picked her up, slid his forearms under her thighs, and plunged inside of her. They both shouted as he slid beautifully into place, her core stretching to accept his thick, hard length. Slowly he began to pump. Rose took all of him, tip to base. She met every thrust, her brow furrowed, her face tight with concentration. X