“I don’t think it’ll look good if you start killing women for wanting you.”
“If you were a wolf, you’d be the one killing them.”
“Does it bother you that I’m not?” I couldn’t help but wonder. Werewolves and vampires were so different, and he must’ve pictured himself mating with another werewolf.
“I like the idea of you burying your fangs in my throat too much to be bothered any way but sexually.”
My face flushed. “Feeding isn’t sexual.”
“Unless you bite their jugular.”
“You think that makes it sexual? I’ve never asked anyone.”
“Full disclosure, I’ve accidentally seen Oren feeding from Nolan’s throat, and it’s absolutely sexual.” His lips brushed my neck, and I shuddered.
My fangs shouldn’t have descended, but they did.
“I guess no one really talks about feeding after they’re mated,” I admitted.
“Maybe it’s too good to talk about.”
“Or maybe it’s not a big deal.”
“Bite me, then. Let’s find out.”
“You know I can’t do that. Potential horniness aside, you lost a third of your blood this morning, and you need to fight a bunch of wolves tomorrow.”
“After our show in the car, one or two of the women will back down. If we walk into the challenges smelling like we fucked, a few more will do the same.”
“Why would us having sex stop them from wanting you?”
“Because the majority of werewolves respect a fated bond that hasn’t been outright rejected. Even if it involves a vampire and a very rich, very attractive Alpha with trashy tattoos.” His lips brushed my throat with a kiss again, lightly, and I laughed.
“You know you have an incredible artist, right?”
“I know. If I tell him what Phyllis said, he’ll probably eat her.”
“She’d deserve it.”
“You’d be out a best friend though.”
“Harper would celebrate her demise. She doesn’t want to share me anyway.”
“Neither do I. Maybe I need to get rid of Harper too.”
“Good luck with that. She’s the one person in my life that I’d do literally anything for. I love my family, but Harper and I are ride or die.”
“As long as you know who you belong to.”
“Myself?”
“If that’s what you need to tell yourself.” Maverick sucked lightly on my throat. “Tell me I can touch you.”
“Pretty much our entire bodies are touching right now, Mav.”
He chuckled. “Not like that.”
Oh.
