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Flora wasa vision sitting in his basement, back straight and lips pushed out into a slight pout as she obeyed his command. He savored the moment, allowing his eyes to rake over and memorize every inch of her.
Nothing about her made sense to him, and yet something about her felt so incredibly right. She didn’t balk at the history of his ancestors, and though she clearly feared what awaited them in Lune, she didn’t shy away from their mission. Flora was a breath of fresh air he hadn’t known he needed. Which only solidified the fact that he wasn’t going to turn her.
It didn’t matter what he’d promised. When all was said and done, he wasn’t turning her, and he wasn’t sending her back to Callum. He couldn’t let what happened to Joseph happen to Flora. His father said it was a one-time thing, that most people didn’t go blood crazy after being turned, but there was no way he was going to risk Flora’s life. Not on something that remained an uncertainty.
The world needed more humans like her. She’d learn to love her humanity, and he’d enjoy every minute of showing her what it truly meant to be human, if it was the last thing he did.
Flora’s eyelashes fluttered. Most likely a test to see if he was watching.
Draven reveled in her defiance.
He lowered his voice and ordered, “Keep them closed, or I’ll close them for you.”
A shiver tore through her, and Flora shifted in her seat, uncrossing her legs so they dangled off the side of the sofa. She was so short, so delicate.
Fuck.
The scent of her arousal hit him like a freight train and not only did his cock harden and strain against his pants, but his wolf jumped in his chest. The surprise lurched him forward and he fell to the floor in front of her with a soft thud.
“Draven? Are you okay?”
No, he fucking wasn’t.What the hell was that?He searched his mind for answers, waiting for his wolf to provide some sort of explanation as to how he was able to manipulate Draven’s body without the moon being at its fullest, but just as before, his wolf was silent.
When he raised his eyes from the floor, Draven bit his cheek to stop the frustrated groan that built in his throat. Thank goodness Flora’s eyes were closed, and she couldn’t see that he was face to face with her parted knees. From that angle, he could see the soft purple lace that hid her soaked pussy.
Then again, if her eyes were open he’d have another chance to see the pink hue that tinted her cheeks when she was turned on.
“Draven?” she whispered, “Are you still there?”
“I’m here.” He pried himself from the floor and circled the edge of the couch to the bar, pouring himself another two fingers.
Flora continued to shift uncomfortably on the couch. His venom should have worn off, but it affected everyone differently, and before he helped her with that little problem, he had to make sure he knew where she stood.
He took a sip of whiskey. “Pressing your thighs together isn’t going to hide the smell of your arousal.”
“Playing this silly game of yours isn’t going to either,” she muttered, balling her tiny hands into fists in her lap. “You put it there, if you want it to go away I suggest you do something about it.”
Draven let out a deep chuckle. “Oh I plan to.”
And he was damn well looking forward to it.
“Then stop teasing me, and give me the human experience you agreed to.”
“And what exactly did I promise?”
He took so much pleasure in the heat that filled her cheeks as she adjusted herself on the sofa yet again. “You know.” Her voice softened as if she’d just been asked to incriminate herself. And in a way, she had.
“Do I?” He’d push every single one of her buttons if it got him what he wanted. He wanted her words and one way or another, he would get them. Walking around the back of the couch, he leaned in and whispered against her ear, “I want to hear you say it.”
Flora sucked in a breath through gritted teeth and whipped her head to where he had been moments before, eyes still closed.
If he hadn’t believed her before, her silence was telling. Draven had no doubt his cousin's family valued the innocence of their Culling women. He leaned in, practically grazing his mouth along her stretched neck and brought his lips to her ear, nipping at her lobe. “I won’t be kept waiting.”
“You said you’d fuck me,” she blurted out, the words filled with both desperation and disgust as they fell from her lips.
He couldn’t help the smile on his face or the way his cock fought against his zipper. He’d make her ask for it a dozen more times before he gave her what she wanted. Hell, he’d make her beg.
Draven swallowed hard, finding his composure. “And that’s the only experience you want. Not learning to make spaghetti from scratch? Not going on a tropical vacation or visiting the Eiffel Tower?”
