scent changed. No longer angry, she was now full of want for him.
He could take care of everything she needed. That was what being mates meant. He could take her mind away from her confession. Give her more.
“Mine,” he declared, nibbling her neck.
“Uh huh,” she mumbled and pulled his T-shirt out of his jeans.
“All you had to do was tell me,” he murmured against her skin, walking her back to the table. He spun her around and pushed her face down. He was hurt that she had never shared with him…but he had done the same thing. He had to come clean with her. To tell her about him. There was no way he could hold anything back from her now. First thing after the case was done he would tell her, but first…
“Cameron!” she cried out when he kicked her legs apart.
“Shut up! You had your time to talk,” he ordered gently. He reached around and easily undid the buttons of her shirt. He was overwhelmed with the need to claim her, to mark her, to protect her. “It’s my time now,” he told her. The button and zipper of her pants were next. “And you’re gonna finally listen to me.”
He removed her boots and pulled her pants and underwear down. The shirt was taken off and thrown onto the table. “You’re gonna do more than listen. You are going to hear me. Hear every word I say,” he continued.
He didn’t rip the bra off although he wanted to. Once he had her naked, he leant over her so she could feel his body against hers.
“Cameron!” she moaned.
“Every word, Katy… every single word.” He still had all his clothes on and decided to leave it that way. To remain mostly dressed and have her understand that he was in charge now. He was no longer angry. But things were changing in their relationship. This was the first step towards leaving secrets behind.
He quickly unfastened his pants and pulled them down his hips. They caught at his knees.
He bent back over and grasped both of Katy’s hands in one of his. He stretched her arms up over her head. “This is just the two of us. You and me. The way it was meant to be.”
With his free hand, he teased her sex with his cock.
“When I take you,” he said, as he slowly pushed just the tip inside. He was rewarded with her deep groan, “it will be forever. You can’t run from me anymore. You’ll tell me everything. You’re mine.”
He pulled the tip of his shaft out then back in. “Say it.”
“Yours,” she repeated.
“Again!” he ordered.
“Yours,” she said again, and he slammed inside.
Katy’s cry echoed throughout the room. “That’s right… you’re mine. My woman! My mate! You belong to me!” he chanted as he plunged in and out.
Vaguely he could hear her muffled agreement as he pounded inside.
The table under them creaked as he picked up speed and his thrusts shortened and became more frenzied. Her inner muscles clamped down and she called out her climax. He slammed one more time and released his seed inside her.
Their ragged breathing was the only sound in the room as they fought to regain their composure.
It only took a minute before she was wiggling under him.
“Cameron! Get off! Someone could come in!”
He chuckled as he stepped back. “Come on, let’s get dressed and go. I’ll stay at your house tonight.”
Chapter Nine
Katy arrived before anyone else the next morning and used that time to catch up on things other than the case. Davis and Williams had broken up a fight at one of the bars on the outskirts of town the night before. They had arrested the Blooms brothers and held them for the night, and were still waiting for them to sober up.
Mrs. Collins on
Second Street
called and complained about her neighbours’ tree dropping acorns into her flowerbeds.
Normal, everyday Sheriff’s business. After Cameron left, things would go completely back to normal. The thought of Cameron leaving made her stomach clench. Last night when they had finally made it to bed, they hadn’t talked
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