than sex. Has that been
clear to you too?” She brought both of her hands to her face and
wiped more water away. “Let’s just discuss this later. Too much has
happened tonight.”
She tried to climb out of my arms.
“Wait.” I scowled and tightened my grip.
Be careful with our mate , my beast
said.
“I love you. That shouldn’t be hard to
believe, right?” I kissed her X brand.
“No. Let’s just slow down.” She averted her
eyes. “And…I love you too.”
“Then stop trying to move away.” I pressed
my lips against hers and thrust my tongue between her lips.
She bit it hard.
I jerked back. “What was that for? You want
me to stop?”
Her eyes widened as she shook her head.
“No…I’m just not that…experienced with kissing.”
“Well, you don’t bite when you kiss.” I
chuckled.
“Shut up,” she muttered and pulled away from
me.
“Wait, La La. I’m sorry.”
Some of my sadness left, and for a few
seconds everything was back to normal as she returned and faced
me.
“So you don’t know how to kiss at all? What
about Kris?” I asked, enjoying our playful banter. I touched her
bottom lip with my finger and traced its fullness.
“I bit him too.” She sighed. “And also the
others—”
A deep, murderous growl boomed from my
chest. “Others?”
She moved her mouth away from my fingers.
“Well, I’m done confessing if you’re going to react like that.”
Who were the others?
I tried to direct my concentration back to
her, shoving away the thoughts of someone else touching those lips.
Regardless of whether she’d injured their tongues or not, I didn’t
like it. However, tonight I’d let myself go over the edge. I hadn’t
yet decided if murdering Joe was right or not, but I had to control
my rage.
I looked down at her.
I have to make sure I don’t hurt her.
“You’re being ridiculous,” she mumbled under
her breath. “You made out with half of the cheerleading squad last
year.”
I grinned.
I’d actually made out with the whole squad
and a few of their friends, but I doubted she wanted to know
that.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I don’t like to think
about anyone touching you.”
“I’m sorry about Fiona.”
Sorrow swam inside of me and threatened to
take me under.
Why did she have to remind me?
I tilted my head forward and rested my
forehead against the wall behind her, hiding the tears that began
to well up in my eyes. Part of me wanted to go back into myself and
let the cheetah take over again.
The cheetah perked up as if waiting for me
to decide.
La La embraced me, tightening her grip
around my waist and surrounding me with her soft, sweet-scented
flesh.
Fuck. She feels so good.
I’ll stay for now.
The cheetah snarled.
My hands slid up to the center of her back,
caressing her damp skin.
“Promise me you’ll never leave me,” I
whispered.
“I promise.” She kissed my chest once,
stopped as if unsure of what to do next, and then kissed me
again.
“Promise me we’ll always stay together,
whether you’re mad at me or not.”
She paused for several excruciating seconds
and then said, “I can’t. You’re going through your Season. We
should wait until you’re done. Maybe try this again when your mind
is more clear.”
“Fuck waiting.” I picked her up and devoured
her lips, exploring her mouth with my tongue.
Every now and then she accidentally bit me,
but it was worth it to my beast and me to finally take our mate in
our arms.
I wish I’d told Mom that my beast chose La
La. She loved La La like her own daughter and would have approved
of the union.
Minutes rolled by as we savored and tasted
each other until our lips went numb from the kissing. My tongue
ached from the workout.
Tiny love marks covered La La’s neck and
chest. I smiled with pride at the plum-colored bruises.
Graham, her father, is going to kill us.
Let him try , the cheetah said.
She climbed out of my arms. “We should stop.
Dad will be home