He smiled wickedly as he once more lowered his head. His mouth was watering in anticipation and as he slowly flicked his tongue across the dusky pink of her nipples, her hands found their way into the thickness of the hair on his head, and she pulled him into her.

“Oh my god, that feels so good,” she gasped.

He smiled against the soft flesh and then opened wide, bringing his heated tongue to swirl around the buds that begged to be kissed. Slowly he teased, caressed and when her whimpers were becoming hoarse and the pressure from her hands was getting hard, he took one of the tips deep into his mouth and suckled hard.

She tasted like candy and he felt her stiffen as he savored the sweetness and gently caressed her other breast. They had always been beautiful, perfect and feminine but today, they were like gifts from the gods and he suckled hungrily.

Her hands began to make their way down past his shoulders and Jaxon shuddered at the feel of her tentative caresses. They felt unsure, virginal and that nearly drove him to the brink.

His skin was burning up and he felt the beast scratching at him. Begging him to take what was his. Mark her with his brand.
He tore his mouth from her breasts, trailing a path of fire down, his hands grabbing the waistbands of her jeans. He would have ripped them, but her hips were so slim they slid down with no effort at all.

The scent of her arousal was heavy in the air and Jaxon felt close to losing control. He leaned back onto his haunches, breathing in deeply, trying to maintain a bit of calm, his eyes taking in every single inch of her beautiful body.

Her long hair was wild about her face, half covering her eyes as they trailed in long tendrils over her panting mouth and down towards her heaving breasts. Downwards his eyes wandered, past the ribs that were a little to noticeable for his liking, to the flat belly and the neat patch of blond that harbored her greatest treasure. His heart ached at the beauty before him, and it took a few moments until he realized there was a flaw to her, one that hadn’t been there before.

The long thin white scar seemed to mock him as it sat low on her abdomen. The anger that rushed through him was instant and cold. It felt as if he’d been punched in the gut. The scar represented a whole host of things that he wasn’t ready to deal with. And as his desire fled the questions that had been burning in his mind since the night before, could no longer be denied. Had she had a baby? And if so, who the hell was the father? Had she loved another the way she’d loved him?

Images and memories clouded his mind, and his hot flesh cooled as a rush of emptiness threatened to overwhelm him. It sat heavy and unwanted deep in his chest. He felt betrayed and as his eyes skimmed the scar once more, he couldn’t help but wonder if she’d screwed the bastards who had ultimately screwed him over.

He pushed away violently and was ten yards away before he could speak. He’d been so close to losing himself in her. Again. Something he had promised himself he would never do.

“You need to go back to the cabin.”

Libby sat up, trying to hide her nakedness and she sounded more confused then ever. “Jaxon, I don’t understand.”

Her voice broke on a sob and he fought the savage need to take her. To punish her. To pound his body into hers and hope for some sense of relief from the darkness that had stalked him for the last three years.

“Jaxon, help me understand all of this. Please, I need to know.”

“Libby, what you need to do is get away from me.” His voice was almost incoherent, so thick was the anger and need.

“I just—“

Jaxon exploded into action and was at her side in a second. He leaned down, enjoying the fear that clouded her eyes as she stared back at him. Her body trembled and she shrank from him.

“If you don’t get out of my sight I will do one of two things to you. I will either fuck you until you can’t see anymore, or I will wrap my hands around that lovely, long neck of yours and wring the very last breath you’ll ever breathe from your body.”

Jaxon pulled back from her, his body flushed with fury as he spat at her. “My problem is that I don’t know which one I want to do more.”