known him. Maybe in here she’d manage some rest.
She stole a glance back over her shoulder, peering down the dark hallway. There was no one else here, and if there was, would that matter? It’d been so long since she’d lain with anyone in a bed, she found the thought rather exciting. Swallowing what fear clogged her throat, she braved the few steps toward the bed and lowered down before sliding her legs beneath the blankets. A heavy arm draped around her waist and drew her against him. There was a brief moment of panic, one she was sure he could scent, yet he didn’t utter a single word, simply buried his nose against the back of her neck and held his breath until it passed. Eventually her heartbeat slowed, her breathing grew shallow, and she fell asleep to the feel of his fingers running through her hair.
Chapter Seven
She didn’t dare move, caught in the final moments of sleep and refusing to wake, afraid that it had all been a dream. Such memories hovered on the brink of her mind, teasing her with the thought that she’d finally been given a chance to have all she’d desired for so long.
Burying her face into the rumpled pillows, she inhaled a scent that was as familiar to her as her own now. Hunter’s distinctly male aroma surrounded her, yet she found no fear in this, nor the fact that during the night she’d apparently discarded her clothes. She couldn’t quite remember how that had come to be, nor did she care, though she was a touch surprised that it didn’t feel awkward. The last time she’d woken naked in a bed with a man, she’d been human.
Warm fingers grazed her side and the faintest sigh fell from her lips before she could muffle it. His touch was addictive and regardless of her past, her body responded to it. He’d only been back in her life for a short time, yet he’d left his imprint and now she craved him. She knew that she would only bring pain into his life, but the thought of living the rest of her days without him left an aching void in her chest that threatened to consume her. It was part of the reason she held so still—to revel in the dream before it shattered, to give herself this one moment of bliss before everything came crashing down. Seth was going to come; there was no doubt in her mind about that. Until then, this was what she had—stolen seconds, hidden away in his bedroom, safe from the world.
What plagued her was the thought of losing this opportunity to be with him again—to taste him on her lips and feel his body moving within her. As though he could read her thoughts, Hunter’s mouth suddenly pressed against her neck, the soft rake of his teeth drawing out a shiver. Oh, but it was such a satisfying sensation, to be marked as his. Without censure, she turned over and found herself staring into the pools of forest-green that were his eyes.
Passion’s fire lit within her stomach, and without a wasted breath, Hunter’s fingers swept down her stomach, discarding the sheet.
How she ached for him.
It disgusted her, this sure knowledge that Seth would try to ruin their burgeoning relationship when it’d only just begun. Such emotions roused within her, ones she felt incapable of handling. Whatever this was that she felt for Hunter, it was stronger than she had ever anticipated. Fantasies were one thing, but this was real. All she knew was that she had to have him. She couldn’t just walk away, not again, not without at least showing him how she felt. They’d been parted for so long, yet nothing had ever felt so right to her as being with him had.
“You smell good,” she whispered drowsily.
“Do I?” he rumbled in a pleased voice. “And what do I smell like?”
Her eyes fluttered shut as she inhaled. Feeling brave, she ran her fingers up and down his length, listening to his quickening heartbeat. “Mmm, like wolf,” she breathed. “Like strength and power.” She opened her eyes and pinned him with a glance, struggling with the decision of whether to
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