Free Forbidden Call (New Breed Novels, Book 1) by Martha Bourke

rose in spirals high into the Boston sky. When he looked down below, his keen eagle eyes took in the city in a way his shifter eyes never could. He sped up, turning the front edges of his wings into the wind.
    Freedom.
    He moved into a dive, gathering speed until he saw the tall condo buildings of Midtown. Turning the wide surface of his wings into the wind, he let them drag through the air, slowing him down. He landed on the roof terrace of Dimitri’s penthouse and phased back to human form.
    SE leaned on the railing, and looked out over the Common. It didn’t help much. Nothing did. He rubbed his temples and tried to get his head to shut the fuck up. Anah. The damn thing was starting to hurt like a bitch. Again.
    He sensed her presence immediately.
    “You shouldn’t be here,” he said, not even turning around. Ana walked toward the open French doors, his hearing picked up on the noise her boots made on the hardwood.
    “I needed to see you,” she said. “I didn’t know where else to look.”
    As she came through the doors, her scent was overpowering. Lady of the night jasmine invaded all of his senses. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to focus. God help him, he wanted more of that smell. He wanted it all over him. He wanted to taste her everywhere.
    SE finally turned around and looked into her emerald eyes. His head swam. Ana’s hands shot to her jacket as he stepped toward her. She actually thought he was going to attack her. Nice. “Why? Come to thank me for saving your ass and betraying my brother? Or maybe you came to finish the job?”
    As he spoke, she drew her knives and backed into the condo. She took a triangle stance, ready on all sides if he attacked. But his daggers stayed where they were. He pressed his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes. Fuck . All he wanted was the yelling in his head to stop and the pain to go away. He wanted to sheath himself in her, just for a little while.
    “I told you, I needed to see you. To talk to you.”
    He dropped his gaze to her twin crescents. “Looks to me like you’re letting your steel do all the talking.”
    “No! Listen to me. Victrixa’s gone insane.”
    Soaring Eagle took another step toward her, then another, but she stood her ground. As he got closer, he was hit by the smell of her arousal. The heat inside him increased until his body was ablaze, his cock so hard it ached. “Don’t you mean more insane?”
    “She doesn’t just want to use the mutants to build an army. She wants them to glean shifters’ souls. SE, she wants to take their souls!”
    Everything she said got harder and harder to understand, until she sounded like an adult in a Peanuts special. What was she saying? Something about souls?
    Without thinking he lunged for her.
    And felt the bite of a crescent blade on his arm.
    The tangy smell of fresh blood reached his nose. But instead of pulling away, he pushed forward, keeping his body well within reach of her blades. “Do it again.”
    A deeper gash cut through his black T-shirt along his chest. Still, he moved toward her, his body accepting every defensive thrust she made. Not that he believed for a second she was giving him the same force she used in battle. Not even close. Powerless to stop, each sharp bite of her knife only made him want her more, until she backed up against the living room wall with nowhere else to go. He grabbed her forearms and squeezed until she let the knives fall. But she didn’t gleam out.
    “Is this what you came for?” he whispered. He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard.
    Electricity shot through him, his second soul taking over. He slid his tongue into her mouth, going in deep. Ana moaned and a chill ran down his spine. He shoved her against the wall, lifting one of her long legs. With one motion, he unzipped her leathers and tore the crotch out. They both shouted as he entered her, his length penetrating all the way to the pubic bone in one long, smooth stroke. She responded by