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His body tensed more and more as I continued touching him. After a few minutes, he was glowing so bright the air around him looked like liquid gold. He spoke in a strained voice, “Step back.”
I didn’t want to, but I stepped back and pulled my hand away from him.
“If you don’t want my mouth on your body, walk out slowly and shut the door. Do not run from me, or you’ll trigger another mate run.”
I knew better than to mess with him in that moment, and took a few slow steps backward until I’d slipped out of the bathroom. When I was out, I quietly shut the door behind me.
The lust in my body only swelled as I leaned against the door, struggling to keep my breathing even. I wrestled the urge to go back and let him have his way with me.
It slowly faded as he showered.
When I collapsed on the bed, I was still wet between my thighs, and I ached for something I wasn’t ready to let myself have.
The alpha.
But surprisingly, the ache wasn’t just physical. It was mental, too. I didn’t just want his body; I wanted his mind.
He had listened actively when I told him about my grandma, and was interested in my life.
That simple fact made me want him more than I would have ever expected, but I still couldn’t embrace the desire.
Because something told me that when I embraced it, there would be no turning back for either of us.
eight
EZRA
After Ivaylo emergedfrom the bathroom, he went straight to the kitchen. Not wanting to sit on my ass and watch his body move while he cooked, I dragged the bookshelf back to its place, and started putting the books back where I’d found them.
“I can do that,” he told me, not moving from the kitchen.
That was probably wise; him keeping his distance.
I wasn’t sure we could be trusted to be near each other without the frenzy taking control again.
“It’s fine. I like having something to do. Besides, I’m the one who made the mess.”
He scowled. “Because I didn’t provide you a way out of your own den.”
“Lucky for you, I can be creative when the need arises.” I continued putting away books.
He made a noise of frustration, but didn’t try to stop me again.
Since he was still cooking when I finished, I plucked a book from the shelf and carried it back to the bed with me. I wasn’t sure what it was about, but I opened it up and started reading.
It was… a mystery book.
Hmm.
I glanced up at Ivaylo’s back, and found him still tense.
It was probably terrible of me to wonder, but… had he gotten himself off in the shower?
I had to think that would relax him.
And what man wouldn’t, especially when dealing with a connection like ours that we weren’t fulfilling? If I had my vibrator, I probably would’ve done the same.
I vaguely remembered him saying something aboutpleasuring ourselves, but couldn’t recall what he had said exactly. I’d been flustered when he said it.
