As soon as I swallow the bite, Draviksmiles. The expression is so foreign, I just sit there for a moment, staring at his handsome face.Dear lord, he’s hot…
“Good girl.” He swipes his thumb over my bottom lip. “Very good girl.”
Oh, fuck me…
I lick my lips, my eyes inadvertently dipping down to his—and for a moment, I wonder what it would be like to kiss him.
I’m brought out of my less-than-pure thoughts as Dravik presents the wrinkled palepear. “Here. Now you can have this.”
He presses it to my lips in a similar manner as the hoarfrost tuber, but this time, there’s a hungry glint in his sunset eyes that sends heat straight to my core.
The pounding in my chest grows stronger, and warmth rushes through my veins as Dravik’s eyes flare bright. He leans in, cupping my face with his palm as he breathes in deeply.
I blink, and the edges of his outline begin to shudder, his features flickering, changing to something monstrous. It’s something out of a horror movie, and the sight is as fascinating as it is terrifying.
Dravik pulls back, his expression twisted in pain. “I… I have to go. I don’t know what’s… Something is wrong with me…”
He rushes out of the room, nearly tearing the covering from the exit in his haste to get away.
What in the world…
I turn to Rhune with a deep frown. “Is he going to be okay?”
Rhune shrugs, not seeming too bothered by what just occurred. “Probably. Maybe.” He turns to me with an ear-splitting smile. “All that matters is that we are alone once more.”
11
Willow
Rhune’s armscircle my waist, and we fall back onto the bed of furs with a dull thud. He flips me so my back is pressed to his chest and I’m in a better snuggle position, then curls his massive body around mine. His clawed palm rests on my stomach possessively, and a rumbling purr builds in his throat as he begins nuzzling my neck.
I feel like I’m a damn stuffed animal.
I wriggle against his hold, but freeze when my ass brushes against the tip of his hardened cock. Rhune’s purr grows stronger, his chest vibrating at my back.
“You feel divine.” A pleasurable shudder runs through him as he slides his palm over the curve of my hip. “So soft and small. You fit perfectly against my heart.”
I blush, trying not to let his words affect me. “I’m notsmall.I’m taller than average for humans.”I’m not going to touch the latter half of his statement…
“You are small to me,” he counters. To prove it, he places his palm over mine, showcasing how my hand is swallowed by his massive paw. “You see? Small.”
I want to point out thatanyhumanwould seem tiny compared to him, but instead, I just chuckle and say, “Okay, Rhune.”
We lie there snuggling for a while in comfortable silence. After long, my mind travels back to Dravik and the way he left. It was so uncharacteristic of him, and something was very clearlywrong,no matter what Rhune said.
“Hey, Rhune?”
“Yes, my willow?”
“What was wrong with him? Dravik, I mean.”
“He was about to shift,” Rhune says. “Losing control of his inner beast.”
“Oh,” I breathe. “That sounds… not good.”
Rhune shakes his head. “It is not. It is very dangerous for anyone in his vicinity when he is that way. Luckily, he removed himself before he lost it.”
“When you say ‘shift,’ you mean…?”
