Hell if she didn’t want to do all those things to Chanin, too.
“Besides, the Beta was already preoccupied with his mates.”
“Oh.”She was unaware of what happened between the other three shifters in the room.
Morlie barely had time to pull the door closed behind her before he guided her down the steps.It was then she noticed Faolan no longer stood guard.She assumed Chanin had relieved him when they returned.But she didn’t want to think about the intense Fang Warrior.Only one person had her complete attention, and he was dragging her through the dark toward the house on the spacious property next door.
Her boots were clopping and pounding fast and heavy behind Chanin while his bare feet were soundless, even as he rushed them over grass and gravel.
It wasn’t long before he took the steps to his house two at a time, and she had to do the same if she wanted to keep up.Finally, he halted his speedy progress once they were standing in the foyer of his house with the door shut behind her.
He turned and advanced on her—a wolf on the prowl.His two steps had her shuffling back in four.When she bumped into the solid wood of the door, Chanin planted his palms against it and caged her in.His powerful body stood close, but he didn’t let them touch.
Nervous, she licked her lips.
She didn’t miss how his gaze tracked the slight movement of her tongue.He inhaled low and deep, causing his big chest to swell and come close to brushing against her breasts.Her nipples, because they were drawn so tight, they made distinct points in her shirt.She could feel his heat coming off his skin and caressing her through the fabric.
When his eyes rose to meet hers, she found herself lost in his smoldering light blue gaze.
“Chanin...”her voice sounded weak to her ears.
“Do you know what will happen tonight between us, Morlie?”
She may be a novice, but even someone sightless could read the sexual tension between them.She swallowed.“Yes.”
“What?”
Morlie tipped her head to the side.Does he need me to state the obvious?
“Tell me, beautiful,” he confirmed as if he could read her thoughts.
Her heart fluttered at hearing he thought she was pretty.After being sick for so long and living among dragon-shifters who may have given her more than an appreciative or come-hither glance, none ever complimented her.Making her always feel that the red-blooded dragons were either simply curious about sex with a human or were just willing to use her if she wanted to scratch an itch.Neither reason made her want to give them an opportunity.
However, the Alpha wolf made her feel differently.Not only with his words but also with how he protected and introduced her to his pack members.He treated her as if she were his.And she wanted to belong to someone and have someone belong to her.
“Sex.”She cleared her throat.“We are going to have sex.”
“No.”He shook his head.Chanin lowered his head until his lips were close to her ear, his breath fluttering over the shell of her ear as she spoke.“If I just wanted to fuck you, little bunny, I could’ve done that in the woods when you came to me.”
The rich mahogany of his dark, earthy spice enveloped and weakened her knees.
She wanted to argue that she hadn’t been running to him, just running.However, she knew that the thought was a lie.She may not have known in her mind that Chanin was out there, but instinctually or maybe because of her mark, she felt him close.And just like now, his closeness drew her like a lizard to the sun, and she wanted to bask in the heat of their attraction.
“Then what?”
He reached up and captured one of her short curls and tugged it.
The sharp pull smarted, but it shocked her that the small amount of pain sparked in her tight nipples and her clit.Morlie was stunned by the response of her body and the thought of Chanin fisting her hair as he did nefarious things to her.She bit the inside of her lip to arrest the moan welling up her throat.
“We willmate.”There was some distance between them as he moved back to look at her again.“Now that I’ve claimed you before my pack.”
Claimed, not introduced.The difference of the two words wasn’t lost on her.
“How?”
A single brow slowly rose toward his blond hairline as a wicked grin curled his wide, dusky, rose-colored lips.Kissable lips.
“Only in the most delicious of ways.”
