Enchanting the Alpha (Hex My Heart, #4)
to claim you much longer. The thought of losing you, of not taking you as mine is driving me crazy. Screw the shifter laws.”
    Since she wasn’t from witch royalty she could marry, or mate, outside her species as it were. That term still bothered the heck out of her. Were they not all human beings, no matter the preternatural power they had?
    “I’m yours for the claiming, let everyone know who I belong to, Sheriff.” She leaned into his embrace, his chest against her back and her weight on his thighs and gave him a saucy wink in the mirror.
    He tilted her head to the side with the soft pad of his thumb. “Please forgive me.”
    This time she didn’t have to ask why.
    Harmony tipped her head farther to the side and held his gaze as his lips touched her skin. He showered butterfly kisses up the arch of her neck and then retraced until he came to the dip in her neck.
    Fangs tore into flesh. Pain bloomed along her shoulder and a shot charged full of adrenaline burst through her unsuspecting body. She gasped, froze, and clasped her fingers around the brass bars for support. Her chest rattled with a flood of shaky breaths, and then her vision filled with images that came with a myriad of emotions that poured over her, drowning her until she couldn’t breathe.
    Unable to focus, she managed to catch a glimpse of a young boy crying, then of a gravesite. Then again of the same boy, only a few years older, experiencing his shift for the first time, and all alone. Fear clogged her throat and burst through her then that faded for a strong resolve of indifference until nothing existed. The boy became a man that didn’t know how to love or be loved.
    Her eyes shot open and landed on him. He watched, the same pain she felt shining back at her.
    “There’s no room for that pain in your life. You have me now. You’ll never be alone again.”
    “I know. I can feel the truth of your words in my soul as you speak them, my witch.”
    “You can feel me too?”
    Caden nodded. “And I can hear your thoughts, know when you are in danger and know when you need me.”
    Holy shit. She gave a brief smile. Then he knew all her kinky fantasies and still wanted to be with her.
    “Don’t worry, I’ll teach you how to control it where I only receive what you want to show me or have me feel.”
    “Never.” She didn’t even have to think about it. “Well, maybe like when I’m out doing against-the-law shady stuff, but truly, I never want to hide a thing from you.” Harmony angled to face him then stopped dead.
    “Holy goddesses divine.” She sat forward and pried her eye open with two fingers for a better look in the mirror. “When did that happen?” She took in several views from all sides and angles of her face.
    “Same time mine did.” Caden pulled her hair to the side, gave a soft stroke down the side of her face, and paused at the bite mark that marred her ivory skin. “Does it hurt?”
    “No, but I can feel the power that entered me, your power. It’s fusing with mine and kinda leaves a surplus of energy that tingles just below the surface.”
    “We’ll have to do something about that, and I think all that energy makes you look ravishing and ravishable. All flushed and ready for me.”
    She laughed. “Is that even a word?”
    “It is now.”
    With her fingers wrapped around the headboard for support, she sashayed her hips. “I think I look good in anything of one Caden Roarke.”
    Before she could blink, he had her turned, thighs spread around his and the thick girth of his already hardening shaft wedged between her swollen pussy lips. Her head fell back against the mass of pillows as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, hauling him within kissing range.
    “So does this mean I get to take you home for a visit down south? My mom and aunts will absolutely love to meet my new husband.”
    Caden froze and a sly grin splayed across her face. “Ya know, all that can come much later if I can get my turn.” She

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