Vanessa sensed him come in. She wanted to ask him why he thought he had the right to be rude on a whim but all coherent thought flew out the window. Noah was staring at her lazily, arms folded across his chest, the bulk of his chest moved at a steady pace. Noah Abel clothed was a sight to behold, but Noah only with a towel wrapped around his hips was close to the annihilation of structured desire and descend into instinctive madness. He was the first to speak, “How did it feel? To drown a car.” Noah was relieved to see his Ms.Flynn in flesh. Present, slightly appalled, mostly fascinated by his lack of clothes. He had allowed her a few minutes to get comfortable with his state of skin display but he was done being kind. She hadn’t afforded the same comfort to him when Evan had took her for a joy ride in a bloody car. Literally, the car he had bled out in. Even if it was Evan’s idea, Vanessa had the brains and the brawn to say no to him. Vanessa opened and closed her mouth like a fis

He gripped her face, noting how the desperation had made itself to the surface and she was trying to ebb it away. "The feeling's mutual kitten. There's nothing to hide from." She was testing his patience when she shied away like that. She simply looked at him in awe. Maybe it was the near-orgasm or how he tended to her thoughts before she did. But she was awed. He helped her sit upright, and evenly combed her hair with his fingers so she looked presentable."Will you do something for me?" He asked her then. Tenderly cupping her cheeks, he placed a chaste kiss on her nose. She eagerly nodded."Don't touch yourself unless I ask you to. Can you do that?"Oh. Wow. She blushed to her toes and took forever to answer."I usually don't. Why?" Come to think of it, why would he deny her that?His evil smile returned. His devious plan would rot if she said no."I want to own it. Your pleasure."She was feverish now. Could she agree to that? Of course she could. Waiting would be worth it. Es

She ran into him, crashed into his chest and landed on her butt. "Where are you off to?" Noah had seen her come running, but thought she'd stop, not crash into him."You maintain the clumsy aura with such finesse, kitten." He teased her before helping her up. She pushed her hair out of her face and bounced on her toes."Hey", she breathed. Her heart sped up. Whether it was him or her running, well, why bother thinking?He obviously enjoyed the reverence in her gaze because maybe she did regard him a little more highly than other people, his infamy was still a part of him. She hoped it was just his past though, not extending into the present. He always was a patron saint of calm and collected, the way he pocketed his hands. "I don't know where I'll be staying. I packed my clothes as you asked." He recalled doing that, yes. Now he was suffering for it. She'd be close to him. A hallway to the left, sometimes a step away from the confines of his bedroom. 'As you asked'. Why did he rea

“How do changelings speak?” Noah sat on the solid rock, a solemn look on his facedirected at Vanessa. She was curled up next to the pup who had, without preamble, fallen asleep on them. Noah knew to question only when the creature was not in distress. But he was losing patiencequicker than Vanessa could ask quesions. And she asked a lot of questions. And she was sitting on her knees, legs folded beneath, an eager smile on her face. What would she do if he kissed her right now? “Would someone come looking for him?” Vanessa triedhard not to stare at him. His barefeet elongated up to calf muscles that’d put an athlete to shame. His ripped jens landed on his knees, and the way the sat emphasized his long muscular thighs. She peered at his face finding it hard to not look at his lips and the stubble that had grown prominently in the last twenty four hours. She dug her nails in her palms. Noah would have indulged in small talk or a lesson on changelings had he not seen the way she loo

"Vanessa, you shouldn't say things like that." She already sensed him pulling back, as if on a leash. She didn't realize her mistake until his laser eyes burnt a hole in the side of her neck. Oh. Her jugular pulsed an erratic rhythm in response. Mates marked each other there. But mating worked when they were in love and consummated their relationship with sex. She threw caution to the wind, then. All her personal monologues of having to stay away from him burned to cinders. She pushed her hair to the side and laid bare her neck.Noah growled then. In all their time together, he had been controlling, measured, even when acting on instinct. She was testing him, really. This is a bad, bad idea. He said to his wolf. Do it, the animal snarled back. If not a mate, then others should know she is ours, especially Mikhail. He can't be rude to her. At this, man and the animal both bristled. Of course he can't. She was theirs, even just for a short time. Only, others needed a visible walking