Jane
“Not want you?” Ethan snarls furiously, seeming angrier about that suggestion than my words about Devon. “Not want you? That has never been the problem!”
His hands are so fierce on my body, and I can see a wild sort of desperation in his handsome features. His eyes are glowing and his fangs extended – I know his wolf is right on the edge.
“Then show me.” I demand. Sliding my hand down between our flush bodies. “Let me feel your desire, Ethan.”
“Why are you doing this?” He groans, burying his head in my neck.
“Because you’re punishing yourself for something that isn’t your fault.” I murmur in reply, my lips brushing against his ear as I speak. “And it’s gone on long enough.”
“But it is my fault, Janey. Everything I do backfires, every time I try to do the right thing for you,
