With the softest touch, he rose to kiss her, and she opened to him. As his lips took hers, gently sucking and biting, Katrina softened into his strong embrace, his power rejuvenating her wolf, infusing her with his magick.
She opened her eyes as his lips lost contact. Her Alpha gazed at her with the possession she’d expect from her mate. Although Jax hadn’t admitted the connection, his kiss was all she’d needed to confirm her suspicion. It both thrilled and scared her that Jax Chandler, one of the most dangerous and cunning Alphas in existence, was destined to be hers. But if they didn’t find a way to destroy the demons, she’d be the wolf who exacted his demise.
Chapter Seven
Jax had always suspected that Katrina Livingston could be his mate. After he’d met her in New York, he’d gone feral with lust for the one woman he couldn’t have. Unable to stop thinking of her and desperate to get in contact, he’d called Tristan. But after she’d leveled accusations, Jax swore that no woman could do that to him and still be his mate. His instincts had always been dead on until that moment in time.
But her claim that she’d never told Tristan he’d forced a mating resonated as truth. Jax and Tristan had a turbulent past. His father had never favored Tristan’s more liberal views regarding supernaturals and humans. A brutal ruler, he’d deliberately incited wars with Lyceum Wolves. When Jax assumed the position of Alpha, he quickly learned that Tristan would never trust him. The tension never dissipated after his father died. Occupying bordering territories, the two Alphas reluctantly coexisted.
With Katrina in his home and office, exposed to his satisfaction, his emotions swirled inside his chest like a tornado. From the second he’d met her, Katrina had incited his beast’s hunger like no other. There was no denying how responsive she was to his touch. Feasting between her legs, his cock turned to concrete, her essence bringing him to life. Like the devil himself, she tempted him and he fantasized, looking forward to seeing how far he could take her.
When his office door had opened and they’d been interrupted by Finn and Jake, she’d simply laughed, altogether focused on him. As he looked up into her eyes and caught the flicker of delight, his heart seized, cognizant that no matter what had transpired, he’d give her a second chance. Unable to control the explosive chemistry between them, his wolf sure as hell wasn’t going to let her walk out of his life again.
As he broke their kiss, he inwardly reprimanded himself for his lack of discipline. It wasn’t as if he’d planned to fuck her on his desk. Jesus, I’m losing it. The sugary taste of her pussy on his lips left him wanting more, and he fought the craving. A soft brush of her fingertips to his cheek broke his contemplation, and he placed his palm over her hand.
“This thing between us…” At a loss for words from desire, he forced his concentration to business. His comfort zone lay with strategy, planning the attack. “I need to know everything you know about these things…this society. What do they do when they take you? Do you ever go anywhere else? How many of them?”
“I, ugh…well, sometimes it’s hard to remember,” she answered, her voice soft.
Jax knew he’d taken her off guard. As he shifted from lover to inquisitor, he sensed the change in her demeanor. She withdrew her hand, and his wolf recoiled at the loss of her touch.
“Even if it’s small, it could be important,” Jax answered.
His eyes fell to her glistening mound, and his painful erection strained against his trousers. He’d never wanted to make love to anyone more in his life than at that moment, and it took every ounce of self-control he possessed to tug at the hem of her dress, covering her bare skin.
Jax shook his head, both irritated and aroused. Attempting to shake the lustful haze from his mind, he stood and crossed to the window, leaving her alone