All I can do is hold my arms up, covering my head.
I love you. I love you. I love you.I repeat in my head for all three of my mates.
I take a deep breath in, and prepare myself to die.
In an instant, Dax materializes from the shadows. His mask glows with an intense, molten brilliance. A low, menacing growl rumbles from his throat, and with swift precision, he draws forth two gleaming daggers and swipesboth of his arms down, removing the head of the shadowmire. Its body falls to the ground with a loud thud.
The fog that surrounds us quickly dissipates.
Dax turns to me and grabs my face in his hands. “Dani! Gods, Dani, are you okay, baby?”
I am speechless. Words are failing me as my body trembles.
I grab Dax and throw myself in his arms, hugging him tightly. “I-I... You saved me...” I manage to say through my tears. Dax holds me tightly and I sob into his embrace.
As I pull myself back to look into his eyes, I feel the wetness from his chest. Dax is bleeding.
I gasp as I see the very large wound scratched on his chest. The missing flesh makes my stomach curl, and I fight the urge to throw up. “Dax, you’re hurt!”
“I’m fine, Dani. Let me look at you!” He takes a slight step back and examines me frantically. He rubs his thumb over the gash above my eyebrow, and I wince, “Ouch. Tree branch.”
His hands roam down my arms, and his eyes widen once he sees my side. He rips my shirt off, sending the fabric to the ground in shreds.
“Knife wound,” I say. Dax searches my body frantically for any wound from the shadowmire. “Dax, I'm fine. It didn’t touch me."
“I have to be sure!” he insists while examining my body. “Seriously! I’m okay. I mean, my side fucking kills but—”My side starts to warm and tingle as Dax runs his hands over my wound, healing me immediately.
Amazed, I exhale the breath I was holding and look down to see my skin is healed and… glowing. All that’s left is my blood.
Dax quickly licks the blood from his palm and then presses a gentle kiss to my lips.
My heart warms.
Without warning, he pulls my pants down and goes to his knees. I flush since I'm not wearing any panties. He carefully looks at the front and back of my legs. Once he realizes I don’t have any wounds from the beast, his gaze falls between my legs. He closes his eyes and pushes his face in between, taking in a large inhale.
Oh my damn... is he smelling me?
Dax removes the mask from his face. His eyes close as he presses his face right to my crotch once again. His nose swipes me as he lightly nudges me. A sound rumbles from his chest, and he looks up at me. His pupils are huge, and I can’t see the gold flecks in his eyes.
Why am I so turned on right now?
“You smell divine right now.” Without warning, his tongue dips between my legs, and he presses his lips against my folds.
I grab his wavy hair, and my body shudders.
“Dax...”
His fingers roughly sink inside of me as his tongue works my clit. I throw my head back in pure bliss as I hold myself steady by his hair.
I can feel the fresh blood still dripping down my face, but I don’t care. Not right now. All I want is Dax.
“Mmmm, you taste so good,” he pauses and withdraws. He looks down at the webbing of my arousal around his fingers, and his lips curve up in a half smile. “Such a filthy, filthy woman, Dani,” he says while bringing his fingers up to his mouth. He licks my arousal off his index and middle finger, putting on a seductive show.
He pulls me tightly against him, so I feel just how hard he is. “You have so much flavor from your run. Have a taste,” he says, and then his lips are on mine.
My mouth opens for him automatically, and I let his tongue swirl around my mouth.
He then sits down on a fallen trunk and looks up at me. His cocky smile showcases his dimples, and I just want to get lost in him right now.
