Page 62 of Two Years Gone

“I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have pushed you.”

Zane leaned his head down, touching his forehead to mine.

“I shouldn’t have said what I did. I don’t ever want you to go away.”

Chapter 29

ZANE

I woke in the morning and pulled myself close to Ella. I didn’t enjoy our little argument last night, and she had worried me when she disappeared like that.

I was glad she had been with my father, or it would have been even worse. I had insisted she sleep in my bed last night, hoping being close would reassure her that I really did want her.

I nuzzled my face into her hair and wrapped my arms around her. I didn’t care if she woke up; I wanted to be close to her. I breathed in her scent of apple cider.

It filled my senses, and it made my wolf stir. I felt my body responding to being so close to my mate. In her sleep, Ella leaned into me, her body rubbing against mine for a moment.

I backed up and ran my fingers through my hair. This girl was going to drive me crazy. Maybe a shower would calm me down. I slid carefully out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

The warm water enveloped me as I tried to get my mind off Ella when suddenly, the door opened.

Ella walked in, eyes still half-closed and barely awake, and made her way to the vanity next to the shower. I stood there in shock. She hadn’t even noticed the shower was on or that I was in there.

But as I watched her walk toward me, her hips swaying gently and her face pouty with sleep, I felt my eyes grow dark.

Before I knew what I was doing, I opened the shower door and took her wrist, pulling her into the shower with me.

The shock on Ella’s face was priceless as she stood in the stream of the water, her eyes wide with surprise and her wet clothes sticking to her body and revealing the outline of her breasts. Her eyes wandered my body, quickly snapping up when she ventured too low for comfort.

“Zane! What the—”

I pushed her up against the wall of the shower, my body against hers with my hands against the wall near her head.

“Ella. I need you.”

Ella looked into my eyes, and I could feel her desire. But she began to shake her head.

“Zane, I—”

She was interrupted when my lips crashed into hers. I kissed her passionately, channeling all my need for her. My mouth hungered for her, and I moaned when she opened hers, letting in my tongue.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer, kissing me with equal fervor. I ran my hands down her body, resting at the hem of her shirt and running my finger along the top of her pants.

She inhaled deeply as I released her lips and my mouth traveled down her neck, kissing and nipping at her until finally resting on the spot that should have held my mark.

My hands made their way under her shirt and up her tight body, exploring every inch of her.

She let out a quiet moan as my hands reached her breasts and gently massaged them, her nipples pebbling at my touch.

I let out a low growl and quickly removed my hands from under her shirt, placed them on the back of her thighs, andpicked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her body rubbing against mine.

I took my hand and moved it up her thigh, rubbing the thin fabric of her underwear. She gasped and kissed me harder, her hands knotting through my hair.

My fingers wandered past her panties and attempted to touch their way inside.

Suddenly, Ella pulled away, shaking her head.

“Zane, I can’t. Not now.”