The Secret of the Dashing Detective by Ellie St. Clair

But if I stayed here, I'd only be caught. I didn't want to give up that kind of anything. 'Anything?' he purred, he moved his knee up and down against my thighs. He pulled away and a slow smirk spread across his full lips. 'I'll do anything, just let me get inside.' But, there was another one, one I feared more than this brute. Tears stung the corners of my eyes but I didn't want to give them lease.

'You smell like chocolate.' His tongue darted out, tracing the curve of my neck. 'Why would I let you go? I know you can tell what's going on here, little rogue.' He leaned down, neck nestled in the crook of my neck, and inhaled. He reminded me of a lion, he looked as hungry as one too. He laughed and a midnight wind swept in, sending his long black hair flying. 'Let me go, I'm just passing through, if you keep me here I'll be found.' 'Please,' I whispered, turning my face away from him. His knee slipped between my legs, spreading them. I struggled against him again but I might as well have been struggling with a block of concrete. 'A rogue on my territory, huh?' he drawled. He held me pinned to the damp grass, one hand clutching both my wrists and holding them high above my head making my arms ache. This brute was my mate? The one I'd been searching for all this time? My heart was beating faster, but it was in fear.

His scarlet eyes blazed like rubies forged in a fire, they reminded me of lava. It's no longer just one person against the world but two. Your heart beats faster, your skin sings when you touch, and no matter what happens, you'll always be there for each other. I've always been told that when you meet your mate, you just know.

The Secret of the Dashing Detective by Ellie St. Clair