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Jasmine
I PULL Tom’s clothes off the second we get in the motel room. His growl is pure animal. He yanks my shirt off, pulls down the straps of my bra, and tosses the contents of my father’s file onto the floor. As much as I want to read it, my blood is humming with need. Here. Safe. Tom.
Judging by the hard cock poking me the stomach, Tom feels the same way. My lips lock onto his as he walks me backward toward the bed, a low rumble coming from his chest the whole time.
I work the button on his pants while he unbuttons his shirt and shucks it.
“Clothes off,” he orders as if I’m not working on it. “I need you naked.
Now.” I love the urgent command of his tone.In a flash, I’m stripped and on my back, legs spread wide. Tom drops to his knees on the floor and pulls my wet pussy against his mouth.
“Do you need me to kiss you here, Jasmine?”I weave my fingers into his hair. “Yes. God, yeRelated chapters
Burning in your Love Tom
OH, Christ. Fuck, fuck, fuck.I stumble back off the bed and find my way to the bathroom. Something happened when I orgasmed. It was like I was about to shift.Only different. My canines lengthened, and a sweet taste came into mymouth. My vision is also domed and sharpened like the monster’s.And a terrible desire came over me.I wanted to sink my teeth into Jasmine’s flesh.I throw the condom in the trash and splash water over my face. The teeth still appear long although they’re starting to recede. My irises glimmer a pale blue. Jasmine’s told me that happened before when we had sex.What the fuck?Does a werewolf try to turn his mate? Like a bite at full moon makes her a werewolf too? Or do I actually want to kill her? Is the instinct to hunt and to fuck so close, the animal can’t tell the difference?Of all things unholy and wrong.I am a monster.Jasmine’s not safe with
Burning in your Love Jasmine
TOM DRIVES to the National Mall where we walk the moonlit expanse of pathways and grass in front of the Smithsonian Museums.You would think after wolfing down three hamburgers he’d be moving slow, but it’s like he still has energy to burn. I wonder how fast a field agent’s metabolism runs. Twice the normal person’s? Three times?Getting to know Tom Dune as a man, not just a super agent is just as thrilling as watching him in super agent action. Every minute I spend with him deepens my interest, increases my desire.As terrifying as this whole adventure is, I don’t want it to end.Because I know when it does, Dune and I will have to part ways.Of course, I don’t even know if going back to our old jobs, our old lives is a possibility. Have we both gone too far off the rails to be allowed back in?Tom interlaces his fingers between mine like we’re a couple—boyfriend-girlfriend. I like it way too much.
Burning in your Love Tom
I HEAD out into the night air, away from Jasmine’s intoxicating scent. Already I want to claim her again. But even when I do, it’s not enough. That desire to bite her—visions of it—keeps rising up.I fire up a burner phone and dial a Tucson number. It’s not like me to call some dude and ask for help. Hell, everyone knows guys don’t stop to ask for directions, espelillly not me. But I don’t know what the devil I’m going to do next, and the moon is nearly full. Jasmine’s life could be in danger.Tonight.“Hello?”“What happens during the full moon?”The shifter on the other end of the line is silent for a moment. Then he says, “Dune.”“Yeah.”“I wondered if you’d call.”“Answer my question.”“You really still think you’re in a position to interrogate me? Try again, asshole.” He ends the call
Burning in your Love Jasmine
“IS THIS A BAD IDEA?” I ask Tom for the fifth time since I called Senator Flack on a new burner phone to set up the lunch date.“I’ll have eyes and ears on you at all times. Nothing’s going to happen.” Tom straightens the collar of my blouse where the tiny receiver is clipped. The other piece is in my ear, but it’s so small, no one would notice even if my hair wasn’t covering it.Oh Lordy, I am never going to pull this off. I am not field agent material that’s for sure.“I could be wanted by the LIL by now. We both could. What if he knows that, and someone’s there to arrest me?”“You already checked the database. Absolutely nothing has been filed about either one of us. Which further confirms there’s something fishy to this case.”“How do you mean?”“I mean, if this were a simple case of you disobeying orders and refusing to call in, it wo
Burning in your Love Tom
HOLY SHIT. Holy shit. Holy shit.I just attacked humans. I have human blood in my mouth. I had to wipe it off the front of my chest. The scariest thing—or is it the sanest thing—I wasn’t the monster. I was me, just in wolf form. My head was clear. My instincts and reflexes were even faster than normal.I attacked swiftly, immobilized the attacker, and reached Jasmine. I eliminated both threats, despite taking a bullet to the back. Then I had the wherewithal to go back and pick up the comms unit and my clothes with my cell phone, then steal this car and get back in communication with Jasmine.Jasmine.She’s probably freaking out. What will I tell her?I whip down the alleyway just as a bullet sounds. It hits my car.Damn, I’ve been detected. A blue Buick is right behind me, and—oh fuck— another car pulls up and blocks the other end of the alley.I slam on the brakes when I see Jasmine. “Get in!
Burning in your Love Tom
IT’S LATE. I pace up and down the length of the cabin as Jasmine’s fingers fly on the keys. She’s hacking back into the LIL, searching for anything we can find on who’s behind American Trade Assets, the political action group that appeared on Director Scape’s bank deposits.My thoughts, normally so ordered and neat, are a jumbled mess. I’m sweating, practically feverish as if the moonlight is stronger than the sun, and it’s burning me through the thin curtain hung over the rustic cabin window.I need Jasmine so bad, I’m sick. Nausea quakes in my belly, my fingernails dig into my skin. Not even the desire to shift and run can tear me from her side even as it kills me to be close to her. The muscles in my arms and legs begin shaking. Okay. I need to get out of here.“I’m going for a run.”Jasmine’s fingers stop moving, and she turns. Whatever she sees in my face makes her draw back. She stand
Burning in your Love Jasmine
I WAKE TO A CREAKING FLOORBOARD.Tom?Did he come back in? Of course, I locked the door, but Tom Dune could get past any lock if he wanted to. I didn’t think he would though.And yet, relief is not a strong enough word for how I feel at the idea he’s come back. It’s more like celebration. Like everything was off in the world, and now it’s right again.The doorknob to the bedroom turns slowly, and the hair stands up on my head.It’s not Tom.My instincts take over, and I throw myself over the side of the bed, rolling under it just as the door creaks and swings wide.Someone grunts and a body thuds to the floor.Somehow, I stifle my scream.The cabin shakes with gunfire in the living room. I crawl on my belly to retrieve the pistol on the night table. Based on the thuds and smacks of hand to hand combat, interspersed with gunfire from the front room, I think Tom’s here, silently fighting to protec
Burning in your Love Jasmine
I CRANE my head to watch the lights of the cop cars recede behind us. Tom drives like a madman, guiding the bike down narrow trashcan-lined alleyways. We don’t stop until we’re on a street lined with respectable brick townhouses.“Think we lost them?”Tom shrugs. The wariness hasn’t left his shoulders. With everything that’s happened, I’m running out of shock, but the sight of him lifting the bike like it was a toy is forever burned into my brain.I guess these super spies eat their Wheaties.“Why are the cops looking for us?”“Someone put a bulletin out. I’m burned, you’re probably wanted as an accomplice.”I let my head sag against his shoulder. He reaches back and squeezes my knee.“Let’s get to the safehouse. Then we can work on clearing you and your father’s name.”And figure out who sent men to grab me. I can’t even deal wi
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