Unleashing the Beast by Lacey Thorn

you.”
    “You should,” she swore.
    “I thought I was dying, too. I thought you were a hallucination. Then I placed you as an angel.” He reached out and brushed her tears away with his fingers. “There were tears on your cheeks then, too.”
    “I’m sorry, Finn. I’m so sorry. If I could go back, I’d never walk away from you.”
    “And what would have happened to the woman you saved? Where would she be now? Dead?”
    “Yes.”
    He could tell from the look on her face that more than death had been in store for the woman. It made him wonder about Ariel. He knew she’d been attacked and left for dead, that was when Clara’s Uncle Thomas had found her. Had she suffered something similar? Whatever she’d gone through, no one had been there in time to save her. His mate had been there for the woman she’d helped.
    “Then it was what you needed to do. She needed you to save her.”
    “You needed me. My priority should have been you.”
    He brushed his hand through the air as if brushing it all away. “I’m here now. We can’t look to the past. We’re no longer those people. The important thing is we’re here now, and we’ve found each other again.” He took her hand and brought it to his bare chest, placing it in the center and holding it there with his. “Touch me. Show me the truth of your words. Make me your priority now.”
    He watched her catch her breath at the contact with his skin. Her palm trembled. He slid his hands lower until he gripped her hips. He jerked her forward until she had to feel the hard length of his cock against her stomach. Her eyes glazed with lust and need.
    “I want to taste you,” he whispered, leaning down and flicking his tongue over the curve of her shoulder then scraping his teeth across to her neck.
    “Yes,” she moaned.
    “I’m going to bite you,” he warned. “I’m going to grip your neck and sink my teeth deep until I mark you as mine.” He added another scrape of his teeth before continuing. “Then I’m going to rip your clothes off and taste every inch of you. I’m going to make you come over and over again. With my fingers. With my tongue. And when you don’t think you can take any more, I’m going to fuck you until the only thing you can feel is me. I’ll be all you see. The only sound you’ll hear is the harsh sound of us breathing and the slap of our skin as we fuck. All you’ll taste is me. No one will exist outside the two of us.”
    She mewled, clutching him now and burrowing closer, seeking his touch. The hard pebbles of her nipples rubbed wantonly against his chest as she lifted herself higher against him. He knew what she wanted and cradled her hips, lifting and turning to press her against the wall. His groin pressed between her thighs, and she wiggled, finally managing to dislodge his towel. She snaked one hand down his chest, brushing across his abdomen, then wrapped her fingers around his shaft and gave it a squeeze that had him groaning. She used her other hand to grip his hair and pull him toward her.
    “I want something else first,” she demanded.
    “Anything.”
    “Kiss me hello. Our last one was to say goodbye.”
    “Well, then, consider this hello.”
    He took her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked on it. Her mouth opened, her breath panting as she stroked his cock. Her thumb ran over the head, smearing the drop of pre-cum he felt there. He groaned and gave up teasing her. He took her mouth, sinking his tongue inside and finding hers. They flicked and swirled, tangling and rubbing against one another. She sucked softly at his tongue as her hand contracted and released just under the head of his cock, making him think of her sucking him there. He pumped his hips, thrusting his cock into her touch.
    Their kiss broke and resumed, separating only briefly to allow for them to inhale enough oxygen to go back for more. They ate at each other, her hand never losing rhythm as she continued to work him.
    “One more thing,” she