Her Choice (Shifted Love #10) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Chick Lit, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Shifted Love Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
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His canines extended as he plunged them hard into my shoulder. Sparks flew behind my eyes as an even more intense orgasm floated through my body.

Then my canines extended as I bit into the flesh of his shoulder. He howled, his rhythm faster as his body burst into mine, another round of zinging electricity pulsing through me.

I collapsed onto the pillow, my eyes fluttering closed as I tried to control my breathing.

I whimpered as Aaron slowly left my body, and a part of me already felt like something was missing. A part of me was gone.

But he quickly returned with a warm washcloth, cleaning between my legs before tossing it aside.

My eyes kept drifting closed as I felt him hover beside me, then pull my back to his warm chest.

“My beautiful mate,” he whispered in my ear before I finally fell asleep in his warm embrace.

7

CRESSIDA

Waking up in Aaron’s arms was almost as incredible as making love to him. Something we did several times throughout the day and night. Aaron had only left the cabin once in the past twenty-four hours, just to run to my SUV to grab the cooler and my purse.

We had put the food that Ramsey and Thora gave me to good use. But since we worked up a heck of an appetite, we only had enough leftovers for breakfast this morning.

“I have to warn you, I’m nowhere as good in the kitchen as Thora.” I licked the last bite of cheesecake from my spoon. “Wow, I didn’t think it was possible with how delicious everything else was, but we really did save the best for last.”

Aaron’s palm slid up my bare thigh, dipping under the T-shirt I had stolen from him after we got out of bed. I loved being surrounded by his scent, but we were going to have to get my stuff from the car eventually because I couldn’t walk around without any panties all day, and he ripped the ones I had been wearing yesterday.

“I hate to disagree with my beautiful mate so soon, but my first breakfast was a fuck of a lot tastier than this dessert.”

Considering he’d devoured me like a starving man before we crawled out of bed, I was thrilled that he found me more delicious than this amazing cheesecake. “Feel free to wake me up like that anytime you’d like.”

“Count on it, sweetness.” Hooking his foot around the leg of my chair, he slid it a few inches until my side was pressed against his. “All it took was one taste for me to be addicted.”

“Lucky me.” I wagged my brows at him and giggled.

He brushed his thumb across my curved lips. “Fuck, I love the sound of you laughing.”

“It’s because of you that I am.” I gave him a quick kiss. “I haven’t had much to laugh about for two years.”

His brows drew together, and he lifted me onto his lap. “I hate that for you.”

“I’m not going to lie; it was rough being away from my parents and everything I know.” Twining my arms around his neck, I wiggled on his lap, feeling a feminine thrill as he hardened beneath me. “But if we hadn’t split up to get away from those guys, then I never would’ve found you.”

“What guys?” he growled, his hands gripping my hips.

I bit my bottom lip, my stomach sinking as I started to wonder if we should have had this talk before I had chosen him as my mate. It probably hadn’t been fair of me to toss Aaron into a lifelong commitment without knowing exactly what he was getting into.

Before I could start to explain, he tugged my lip free. “Whatever is putting that scared look in your pretty eyes, we’ll tackle it together, sweetness. You’re the miracle I never even knew to pray for. Nobody is ever gonna take you away from me.”

His declaration eased my concerns, so I beamed an appreciative smile at him and nodded. “Being able to choose my own mate turned out great for me, but the whole horn with healing powers part…not so much. My mom taught me to be very careful about when and where I use it, and especially with whom. As much as I wish I could go around saving everyone I meet who needs it, my ability just doesn’t work that way. There is a limit on how many people I can help during my lifetime, and I have to always keep that in mind.”

Stroking his hand down my back, he asked, “How does it work?”

“My horn only heals people if it’s given freely. My powers cannot be stolen, although nobody seems to ever believe that.” I sighed, shaking my head. “If they understood the truth, I wouldn’t have to worry as much.”

“But you don’t actually give them your unicorn’s horn, right? That’s just a figure of speech?” He gently traced his fingers over the middle of my forehead, a worried gleam in his dark eyes.


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