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THERON

I didn’t care that I was tracking blood in the house. I didn’t care that I was running on fumes after the fight or how much pain I was in. I didn’t care about anything but finding Kaelin. My body protested every step as I hurried up the stairs. I knew I was going to have to rest soon, but I had something I needed to do first.

I threw open the bedroom door and heard the shower running. I slipped inside, not even bothering to remove my clothes. She turned and gasped, only to inhale sharply when I grabbed her neck and forced her back against the tile wall. Blood ran in rivulets down my body, turning the shower red but she’d turned her wide green eyes on me and I knew—she was mine—forever.

“What are you doing?”

She breathed.

“You told me you wanted all of me,”

I rumbled. “My mind—”

I brought my hand up and pushed a stray lock of wet hair off her cheek. “My body—”

My fingers tightened around her neck. “And my soul.” I brushed my lips over hers, nothing more than a skate of breath. “But you forgot something, darlin’.”

“I did?”

She asked, sounding breathless.

“You did,”

I growled low, feeling my cock already painfully hard in my jeans.

“What did I forget?”

She whispered, barely audible over the shower. I took her hand and placed it over my heart, a dark smirk pulled at my lips.

“This,”

I said. “As dark and tattered as it may be—this heart is yours.”

Her fingers curled against my chest, digging into my skin.

“Did you come home to me?”

She whispered.

“I’m home, baby girl, and everything I am belongs to you.”

“I want to hear you say it”

she murmured.

My hand slipped up to grip under her jaw and I pulled her towards me.

“I love you,”

I rasped, my lips brushing hers. “Relentlessly. Completely. Ferociously. You set fire to my soul and call me home from the shadows—my darling wildfire.”

The air took on a fervorous edge and I captured her lips in my own. She tore at my jeans that stuck frustratingly to my skin now that they were soaking wet. With the passion came the pain of my injuries as we molded our bodies together, but even that wasn’t close enough. I crushed her against the tile wall, my hand around her throat now gripping the back of her neck. She hissed in pain against my lips but when I looked down at her own injuries she made a sound of protest and jerked my chin back to hers, kissing me once more.

Kaelin’s hand closed around my cock and I gripped her thighs and pulled her up into my arms. Her back slammed against the tile and as she wrapped her legs around me. I slowly slipped inside her and we both moaned in pleasure, her fingers digging into my shoulders as I watched the ecstasy play across her face with each stroke of my cock. Her soft pants caressed my face and as our eyes clashed I knew I’d never be the same. My lips crushed hers again, biting her lip, the need to claim what was mine a nearly insatiable urge.

A few more strokes and the pain became too much. I set her down and turned her, shoving her into the tile. She pushed her hips back, her breathless moans a silent plea. I drove back into her with a growled curse and slapped her ass, then grabbed her hips and set a relentless pace that soon had us both on the edge of unraveling.

My hand went around to rub her clit and I leaned into her, sinking my teeth into her neck. She cried out and arched into me, the look of divine pleasure on every inch of her face.

“Yes, oh god—yes—”

She gasped.

“It’s not god who makes you shatter so beautifully,”

I growled against her neck. “I don’t want his name on your lips—only mine.”

My words were ragged as I fought through the pleasure and the pain. One hand continued to work her clit, the other wrapped once more around her neck. I may have given her all of me, but I would always take what was mine.

“Theron,”

Kaelin breathed–a plea or a prayer—her pussy gripping my cock as the wave of pleasure crashed over us. Maybe it was both. A plea for release, a prayer for rapture. I hit the edge and the energy between us sparked, collided and pulled me in. The burn was everything—the pleasure immeasurable. There was no beginning and no end as the intensity rippled through us.

My hands left her body and slammed against the wall as I began to come down, sucking in air as I pressed against her. We came back down to earth, our skin still molded together still burning to the touch. I rested my lips against her neck and she turned her head to me, sharing air and those green flames I’d fallen in love with burned through the storm in mine.

“I love you,”

she murmured. Such small words for something so vast but I could see the breadth of her conviction and all the question marks bled away.

“I love you too, darlin’,”

I growled and I knew in my soul I meant it with everything I was.

Who am I if not a hunter?

Maybe, just a man in love.

I looked down at the wildfire in her eyes and claimed her lips once more.