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His answer brought back Kylie’s comment in the subway tunnel, about being with the guys at the same time. Nate kissed the side of my neck with a teasing swipe of tongue, and suddenly I was wondering what it would be like to have one of my other alpha’s hands on me at the same time. Stirring up even more of these heady sensations. Driving mewild.

The thought dampened my panties. Nate cupped my breast, his thumb easing back and forth over my hardened nipple. Shivers of pleasure raced through me. There wasn’t anything in the world I wanted more in that moment than to keep feeling what I was feeling right now. One last hesitation held me from completely givingin.

“I don’t think I’m ready yet. I mean,to—”

“Ren,” Nate murmured. My name in his low, longing baritone sent a flush over my skin. “You don’t need to do anything. Let me just do this foryou.”

His free hand traveled up my thigh. He eased it up and down, still caressing my breast while he did, until the heat building inside me had me ready to melt. I flexed my hips, and he dipped his fingers between my legs to meet the spot so desperate forcontact.

My whole body caught fire as he stroked my core. He teased his fingers over every sensitive part of me as if he knew exactly what I was hungry to feel. Pleasure sparked through my veins. I gripped his shirt, my breath growing shaky. I was melting together and coming apart all atonce.

Nate flicked his thumb over my clit. I barely managed to bite back a moan. My hips moved to match his rhythm. “That’s right,” he said softly. “I’ve gotyou.”

Oh, he did. He angled his mouth to capture mine, drinking in my whimper as his hand slid up to delve right under my clothes. He slicked a finger over my opening. The heel of his hand swiveled against my clit. A wave of bliss swelled inside me, tingling through my body from head to toe. I kissed him back as if I were starving for it, my fingers curling tighter into hisshirt.

He pumped his hand gently. Then his rhythm started to speed up. I shuddered against him, so close to the edge, and he hooked his finger right up insideme.

The damn broke. Pleasure rushed through me like a flash fire, consuming my bones and leaving my musclesquivering.

Nate kept stroking me until the last waves of my orgasm had faded. He kissed me again, sweet but demanding, and tucked me against him as if I was meant to fit right there in his arms. I held onto him, momentarilysated.

Wondering how on earth I could possibly deserve this muchdevotion.

Chapter 18

West

One deer’strail smelled a little fresher than the others. That one had fallen behind the herd. From its scent, it was full-grown but young. Probably injured then. Some stumble that had lamed it and made it easierprey.

I stalked after it, the leaves of the forest underbrush rippling over my fur. Everything I needed for hunting was sharper in my wolf form: my nose, my claws, my teeth. It felt good to flex those muscles after all that time cooped up in the car. No living thing should spend an entire day on the road in one of those metalboxes.

As I wove through the forest, I tasted the air for other scents. The world was full of pungent sap and loamy moss. But what I was really watching for was the cloying sugary sweetness of thefae.

I hadn’t caught a trace of it so far, but you couldn’t be too careful when you ventured into the wilderness. The untamed stretches of countryside were as much fae territory as the human cities belonged to the bloodsuckers. The magic-burned scar on my upper chest prickled at thethought.

The only sweetness in the air now was a faint wisp from back at our camp. The tart honeyed scent that belonged to Ren. It tugged at me, even from that distance. Reminding me I was meant to be there with her. As if hunting for dinner wasn’t a suitably mately duty. But that tug wouldn’t ease off until I claimedher.

Or disownedher.

That thought brought back the expression on her face yesterday morning, when I’d told her how easily I could cast aside our bond if I decided to. It’d hurt her, hearing that, if just for a moment. But she’d still been able to tell me she respected my position. She hadn’t pleaded or argued. She’d believed that I would do what I felt to be right, and that it was my right to doso.

Maybe I’d been too harsh with her, the last few days.Shehadn’t really run. And it definitely hadn’t been her choice to hide. If I was going to be angry with anyone for the situation we found ourselves in, it should be hermother.

I didn’t enjoy causing Ren pain. And when I remembered her agonized breath as she’d lain bloody in the grass lastnight—

My chest tightened. That was exactly why she needed someone to be harsh. She had to learn to withstand whatever got thrown at her. Because our enemies were going to be so much harsher than I’d ever stoopto.

The deer’s scent grew thicker. I was almost on it. I slowed to a prowl, my ears perked. Hooves pattered in the brush. Unevenly, one leg holding it back with a limp. Just as I’dguessed.

My muscles bunched. I bolted forward and sprang. My jaws clamped around the deer’s sleekneck.

With one snap, I severed its throat. A hot gush of fresh blood filled my mouth. The deer squealed, but its body was already sagging. By the time its head hit the ground, the poor beast had slumped completely, all the life gone fromit.

My wolfish heart thumped with glee and the longing to dig in. But I wasn’t hunting just for me. It’d be easier to carry the kill back to camp in humanform.

I shifted, reveling in the smooth transition of muscle and bone from one form to the other. I was never more sure of myself and who I was meant to be than in those moments. With the back of my hand, I wiped the lingering blood from my mouth. Not a great look in man form. I lifted the deer, let the worst of the flow drain from its neck, and then hefted the slack body over myshoulder.

I’d left my clothes in a heap just beyond the grove at the side of the road, where we’d parked the van. I set down the deer and pulled them on before moving to join the others. I had nothing to hide, but I didn’t want to have to explain the strange scar to Ren. And she wasn’t exactly used to having people stroll around naked in front of her yet. The heat in her eyes whenever one of us did made that perfectlyclear.

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