Authors: Rosalie Stanton
InsatiableNeed (12 page)
She scratched at his back, rocking against him. “Yes.”
“Will you claim me back?”
Raegan smiled, her vaginal muscles clenching around him. And
when he pulled back to look into her eyes, every broken piece of her world fell
into place. This belonged to her. Completely hers. And she wouldn’t risk losing
it again. Zeth belonged to her, and it was time the world knew it.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I love you, Zeth.”
His eyes filled with tears, which nearly broke her all over
again. “Love you,” he whispered, kissing her sweetly. “I love you. God, I think
I always have.” He shivered. “Raegan…please. Make me yours.”
She buried her face in the nape of his neck and bit him. And
that was that. It felt so simple. So beautifully simple. Such a small thing
linked them together, and she wouldn’t trade it for anything. Zeth jerked
deeper within her, moaning hard when she whispered to whom he belonged. And
when he said, “Yours,” the part of her that had been lost in darkness finally
stepped into the light.
Yours.
She had never known a sweeter word.
Epilogue
“Knock knock.”
Zeth grinned but didn’t look up from his post-it. He wanted
to get the number down before his overactive mind lost it in the tidal wave of
sensation that was seeing his mate. Eight months after making it official, and
his wolf still barked like a happy puppy every time they were alone.
“Steak, extra rare, eggs, and three biscuits,” Raegan said,
plopping the to-go box on his desk. “Still don’t know how you can eat that
stuff.”
“You like eggs.”
“I mean the steak. It’s all…gooey and gross.”
“Cook it too long and all the flavor goes out.” He looked up
at last, taking in her smiling face. As always, she looked radiant, but he
couldn’t help but swell with pride at the gleam in her eyes. The shine of
something he knew was his doing. Every day she looked more beautiful, more
carefree, more
his.
Her hair, which she had allowed to grow to her
shoulders, was currently swept up in an artsy twist that left the claim mark in
clear view of anyone who might think she was on the market.
“I think I’ve packed up the last box to take to your place,”
Raegan said, slipping into the chair across from his desk.
“Only took you how long?”
“Well, if someone would let me out of his sight long enough
to do more than grab breakfast, I think we probably could have knocked this out
in a weekend.”
Zeth smirked and popped his carton open. “Blame it on me if
it makes you feel better.”
“Blaming you almost always makes me feel better.”
“You say the sweetest things.” He blew her a kiss.
“Packing’s not over, sorry to say.” He reached across the desk to hand her the
post-it, motioning to it with his chin. “Got a lead we need to follow up on.”
Raegan blinked at him, then turned to frown at the small
square of paper. “What’s this?”
“Me keeping my word. Nothing conclusive, mind you, but
there’s enough to suggest Razor’s been sighted.”
She looked up sharply. “Where?”
“St. Louis. Not really my ideal place for a honeymoon, but I
thought you’d—”
Everything went blurry for a second. The next thing he knew,
Raegan had darted from her seat and planted herself in his lap, wiggling in all
kinds of nice ways while dragging hot kisses off his lips. He would have
laughed if he weren’t mesmerized by the contours of her mouth, something his
tongue took every possible opportunity to explore.
She pulled away to pant a breathless, “We’re really doing
this?”
“Of course. Was there ever any doubt?”
His offering wasn’t anything but a promise he’d made.
Chasing the ghosts from her past and doing everything to right the wrongs she’d
seen, even if nothing could bring back the dead. Yet she had handed so much of
herself over to him. It was only right he return the favor.
He’d go to the corners of the earth to make her happy. To
undo the hurt she’d suffered. It was a small thing in the scheme of everything
she’d given him.
“I love you,” she whispered between kisses. “My wonderful
werewolf.”
“I’m going to be rewarded for this, aren’t I?”
The shine in her eyes was all the answer he really needed,
but he wouldn’t trade their byplay for anything. “What do you think?” she
replied.
“That we should close the door. I swear, this desk gets more
use than our bed.”
Raegan smirked. “Don’t seem to recall you complaining.”
“Never.”
“’Cause you love me,” she said.
“And you love me back.”
“I really do.”
Zeth nipped at her lips. Those words were worth any price,
and he’d do his damndest to earn them every day for the rest of his life.
About Rosalie Stanton
A lifelong enthusiast of
larger-than-life characters, Rosalie Stanton’s muse is fueled by alpha males,
from badass bikers to scruffy-looking Nerf herders, and the intelligent, strong
and independent women who actually do the driving. She loves interweaving the
lives of people who appear to be polar opposites and delving beneath the
surface to see how well one actually complements the other.
Rosalie lives in Missouri with her husband. Writing is her
first creative love, but she also enjoys working with other authors and has a
variety of critique partners, and likewise works as an editor. At an early age,
she discovered a talent for creating worlds into which she could escape. Over
the years, her vivid imagination evolved into a love of words and storytelling.
Rosalie graduated with a degree in English and is now a multi-published author.
Neither writing nor editing pays the bills, but thankfully her day-job
employers understand where her true passion lies. When her attention is not
engaged by writing or editing, she enjoys spending time with close friends and
family.
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