116 : Don't Push Me Away

ELIJAH

I had to control him because of our situation back then and had to take out all that pent-out energy on my tissues. Needless to say, my floor was littered with countless of them.

“I want you,” I growl, my eyes flashing yellow, showing her my sincerity. It’s a primal way of communication that we shifters use. Our ancestors used this with their mates.

Rena sits upright slowly, her hair cascading down her shoulder in gorgeous waves. Her green eyes flash silver for a split second before she growls back and jumps on top of me, cupping my face and claiming my mouth. Her tongue battles with mine for dominance while I feel the rough fabric of her bra press against my chest.

I slip my arm behind her and unclasp her bra. I tug down the straps aggressively, impatient with need, and toss it on the floor. Her nails run down my chest, tracing my abs. The feel of her hands jolts through my senses.

I hiss as I grab her by her waist and yank her closer. In the dim light of the room, my eyes