Page 46 of Hybrid Moon Rising


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With his ear pressed to the door, Draven zeroed in on Flora like a predator hunting prey. Nothing else registered in his mind except for the delicious noises coming from her sinful mouth. He told himself it was to make sure she was safe. That was a crock of shit. He only prayed the door would keep her safe from him.

Flora shifted subtlety on the scratchy inn sheets, but that wasn’t what made his cock stand at attention. No, it was the sound of what was unmistakably fingers slipping through her slick heat.

Holy hell.

Draven sucked in a breath through elongated fangs that wanted to drink her in as much as he did. Female wolves didn’t pleasure themselves. They were taught from a young age that their release belonged to their mates. Goddess gifted or not. If they wished to have their needs met, they only needed to ask any viable male and he would gladly help. It was an opportunity to see if they were compatible as mates. A male prided himself on his ability to provide for the females of his pack.

Wolves were idiots.

He didn’t think he would get the opportunity to listen to Flora bring herself to orgasm again, but he was damn glad he did. It was the single most captivating thing he’d ever heard.

Draven’s cock strained against the sweats he wore, and absentmindedly, he reached down and stroked his length through the thin material. He sucked on his bottom lip to muffle the moan that bubbled up in his throat, and his wolf panted within him. He knew every reason why he should turn around and walk away from the damn door that separated them. Understood why it would be a bad idea to give into the lust-filled thoughts that clouded his mind. He’d promised her he’d show her what it meant to be fucked by a man, but if he went in there right now he wasn’t sure he’d just be fucking her. He wanted more than just a quick fuck with her. But she wasn’t his, and never would be.

Unless you change her mind.

He wasn’t sure if the thought was his own or his wolf’s, but he wasn’t about to let that glimmer of hope sway him.

Draven dropped his hand from his aching dick and took a step toward the empty bed.

Click.

He whipped his head toward the hallway door, the low sound catching his attention.

Click.

He hadn’t heard anyone approach. Then again he’d been standing there with his dick in his hand.

Literally.

Tilting his head he zeroed in on the sound, he realized it was accompanied by a heartbeat. Slow and steady in contrast with Flora’s.

An eerie silence filled the space, and then instead of a delicious moan, Draven heard a muffled cry come from Flora’s room, followed by a disgust-filled gloat.

“I’ve got you now.”

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