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“Never mind. There’s got to be another way—”
“Uh-uh,” West says, guiding one hand between my closed legs, easing them open. “I’m sorry, baby. You offered. I accepted. Unless you want to change your mind…”
Look at that. It took nearly losing me to a feral to finally realize that I should get a choice.
“I didn’t. If you want to go down—oh.”
Ohis right.
I thought he would at least flip me onto my back so that he could start licking me from the front. He, uh, doesn’t. As though desperate to get his scent on every intimate part of me, he goes down on me from behind.
The heat of his palms scorch my ass as he spreads me wide open for his tongue. He licks and nibbles, not missing a single spot as he nuzzles the curve of my ass with his cheek, dips the tip of his tongue inside of my entrance, and does long, leisurely strokes on my inner thigh. He pay special attention to that spots on my thighs that had been torn open by the feral’s claws, and when he’s sure not even a single hint of a scar lingers, he finds my clint with his teeth.
This wasn’t supposed to be about giving me pleasure. Honest. It was about soothing his wolf, letting him leave his mark on me. It was showing my gratitude for saving me from the feral… I didn’t expect for him to make me come.
But he does. TIghtening his hold on me, knowing I can take it, West doesn’t stop until I’m squirming against his face, riding out my orgasm as he makes sure to gather all the moisture welling up at the entrance to my pussy as my legs began to shake.
Only then, when I come down from the high of my climax and West is satisfied that I smell like him—and he smells like me—does he finally release his hold on me. It’s only for a few seconds, though, as he leaps to his feet, then swoops down and reaches for me.
Using his shifter’s strength, he pauses only to make sure that the front door is locked and bolted before he carries me into the bedroom. He never once removes the sweatpants. There’s no sign he expects or even wants any kind of reciprocation.
After returning from the bathroom with a damp towel, he makes sure this isn’t a single speck of blood on me. That done, he climbs in behind me, tucking me into his chest, almost daring me to turn him away.
As if I could.
Between the shock of the feral’s attack, my adrenaline crash, and West’s gifted mouth, I’m half asleep by the time my head hits my pillow. Even so, as my eyes close, I can’t help but dwell on this male.
I always knew I would need a strong mate to protect me, and whatever happens tomorrow, tonight West saved me.
And if I can find it in me to forsake the Luna’s wishes, reject Rafael’s claim to me, and choose West like I’ve wanted to do all along… I might just be able to save him, too.
* * *
Something’s wrong.
That’s my first thought when I slowly drift awake. Something’s wrong. My head is heavy. My body almost disconnected from the rest of my consciousness.
Half asleep, I realize that this is what it felt like after he—
Quicksilver.
I clamp my eyes shut. My heart’s already racing, thump-thump-thumping inside of my chest. My wolf is missing again, as if I needed another clue that I’ve been drugged, and I clench the sheets beneath me.
Don’t panic, Helene. There must be a good reason why West pumped you full of quicksilver again. The feral. Maybe he wanted to make sure I had a nice, long, dreamless sleep after the feral’s attack.
Without my senses, I can’t find him. Forcing my eyes to open, I turn my head. Though West joined me in bed after he washes me clean, he’s not here now.
I jolt upright.
There he is. Like we’re having a do-over from the morning I woke up to find his ring on my finger, I’m alone in the bed and West… he’s pacing again.
I call his name.
His head jerks my way, his expression so cold, I grab my covers for added warmth.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, my voice a whimper. “What’s the matter?”
I can’t get to him. I don’t know what he’s feeling inside, but if it’s anything like the ice in his steel grey eyes, I probably don’twant to.
