Page 32 of Their Scarred Mate
“Fucking me?”she asked, and there was something in her tone of voice that made him frown.
“I was going to say make love to you, but I also enjoy a good fuck,” he said, studying her face.And if he hadn’t been paying attention, he would’ve missed the tremor in her hands.Suddenly it dawned on him that in her mind fucking equaled pain and blood.Burying the urge to kick himself, he took her hands, putting them both in a sitting position, and whispered, “Between souls that love one another, fucking is not hurtful.If it’s not good for all involved, then it’s not properly done.We can make sweet love through the night, or we can ride on the throes of passion.Either way, it will because we want it, not because one of us needs to empty his balls.”
He kissed her lightly on the lips and helped her stand, making a frown when his erection reminded him he had yet to take care of himself.
“But ...what about you?”
“I can take care of myself.I already told you, little one.Our first time won’t be in a storage room.”
She wanted to ask where it was going to be but managed to clamp her lips shut before the question arose.With a deeply satisfied grin, he answered her unspoken question with another question of his own, “What are you going to do later in the evening?”
Chapter Eighteen
It seemed that, laterin the evening, they weren’t doing anything, because the twins had been called to their uncle’s house.Evelyn spoke vaguely of some problems with the wires, and since the twins knew their way around electricity...
Freya was alone, in her yard, looking up at the sky.Coming this far, this late in the evening was another win for her.When the moon started to get fuller, she’d be taunted with the incoming hunt, as Lewis called it.She’d feel the fear grow inside her.But tonight ...it was just another night.Yes, the moon was growing in the night sky, but now it meant nothing.
She closed her eyes for a moment.She doubted that after everything she’d ever feel free at night, but for now ...she was contented.
That’s how the twins found her, late at night.Sound asleep in a sun lounger that Evelyn lent to her.
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“She’s going to freezeout here.”
“Take her.I’ll open the door for you.”
Not that she’d given them a key, but the twins were proficient in several arts.Martial Arts, lock picking...
Careful not to wake her up, Declan took her in his arms, while Ciaran adjusted the blanket he’d found on the arm of the sofa around her.
The house was dark, but it smelled strongly of apples, cinnamon, and the air freshener she kept around.They took her to her room, carefully lying her down.Ciaran snuggled her, noticing how her face was frowned, even in sleep.Gently, with the tips of his fingers, he smoothed the wrinkles on her forehead, but she shook her head, as if trying to move away.
“It’s okay, little one.You’re okay,” Declan soothed, but she woke up with a gasp.They tried not to take it personally when she seemed to recoil from them, even after recognizing them.
“What are you doing here?”she whispered.
