Midnight Passion

Retrieval

I sat at the foot of the bed facing Maxim as we began our talk. His clear blue eyes were watching my every move. I wanted to crawl across the bed and finish what I started, but held fast to my resolve. I gripped the cream-colored comforter tighter around me. Trying to cloak my rising desire. Maxim stared into amber colored eyes that stared back at him hungrily. Mating would come later. They needed to talk before she ran away again.

"Why are you running?"

I didn't answer, I only looked away and jumped when his voice yelled my name.

"Kara! Why are you running?"

Be brave I thought and tell him. My mouth opened and closed and opened again. The only words that came out was "I want you."

Maxims brows drew together. I'm glad he didn't comprehend what I had just said. The need to be with him was over whelming.

"You want me to do what?"

Make love to me rang in my head. I chose other words.

"I ...I want you to let me go."

There I said it, damn it was the biggest lie I had ever told in all my 22 years of life. Maxim blinked and then burst out laughing. How...how could he find this situation funny. I surely didn't.

"That will never happen Kara. You are my wife. I will never let you go."

I closed my eyes and searched my thoughts. I was afraid he could read them. Read the true meaning why I was running. My eyes snapped open as I felt a shift in the bed. Maxim had gotten up and walked across the room naked. My eyes were glued to his physic. I swallowed hard and stared at him.

"Stay in that bed Kara. Besides I've locked us in."

"Locked us in?" I mimicked.

"Yes, the door will only open when we are through and I open it."

Possession was a mother and that exactly how I felt at this moment helpless and a possession. Maxim returned and took his spot at the head of the bed.

"the running away has to stop Kara, at least until we are fully bonded. I do enjoy the chase."

"what?"

"I'm telling you to stop running."

Anger crossed my face and Maxim saw it and sighed as he ran his fingers through his rich black hair. He crawled across the bed and sighed again. His breath touched my lips and my eyes watched those lips. Slowly my tongue traced my lips until I considered his eyes. The sheer will of strength Maxim possessed at this moment had me awed. He sat back watching me.

"What you are doing is dangerous."

My thoughts were becoming cloudy. I couldn't concentrate on his words. Need rode me so hard I growled.

Damn Maxim thought as he watched Kara. Their talk would have to wait. She was going to transform right there in the bed and tear him to pieces. He should have talked to her after they mated. He watched the rapid rise and fall of her chest. Her eyes stalked his every move as they slowly illuminated from amber to yellow. To hell with it he reached across the bed for her.

DALLAS

Carl was on his last cup of coffee, the caffeine would keep him awake. There was only one prisoner and that prisoner was a woman. The cameras that were installed in every cell recorded her every moment. The woman paced the floor before calling out.

"Hey whoever is out there I'm hungry."

Carl clicked the microphone on and spoke to her. He hated the night shift. They always got shifters.