Page 13 of Ember's Claim

Chapter Six

Ember

Veryn feeds me the entire meal by hand. It’s a shifter thing, and I find it a lot more romantic than I ever thought I would. My face heats up as he grabs a napkin, dabbing at my lips.

“Trust me, it was tempting to lick them clean for you.” He chuckles a low, throaty sound that makes my entire body buzz.

My wolf is responsible for the fact we’re giving him puppy dog eyes. Even if it’s me, I’d still staunchly claim that it’s all on her.

I’m not a heart-eyes kind of person.

Okay, not usually.

Something about the way Veryn’s pointy canines dig into his lower lip seems to make my brain a little melty.

Maybe I dive for him, but he meets me in the middle, and that’s all that counts. His hand tightens on my lower back as his other moves to cradle my skull. He runs his fingers through my hair and mine dig into his T-shirt.

Nothing in the world smells as good to me as Veryn does. It’s a big part of the reason I’ve always accepted that he’s my mate.

Heat pulses through my entire system, making me feel achy and sore. I find myself grinding over his lap as I bite back a groan.

“We should go,” he says against my lips, and my insides light up. “I need to get you home.”

My hand moves across his chest until I find his nipple, giving it a painful pinch. “Don’t even play with me right now. I will hurt you.”

My eyes pop open to see him staring directly at me, and I pinch a little harder, for good measure. His dick jumps under my bottom.

“That’s supposed to hurt,” I clarify.

“It does. Just not half as bad as the aching need to bite you and claim you as mine.”

I swallow thickly while my heart thumps erratically. He’s clearly done playing around, and I’m strangely here for it.

I’m not short or dainty, but Veryn is so big, he manages to make me feel tiny. I move to climb into his truck, but he tugs my hair away from my neck, tucking it over my other shoulder.

“Here, let me help you up.” His hot breath fans over my throat, and his hands land on my hips as he lifts me, making sure his cock grinds against my ass before moving a hand to cover my head.

It makes my heart pound so rapidly it’s ridiculous.

I’ve nearly taken the top of my head off getting down into my own SUV. His truck has much more room, and it’s still a wildly thoughtful action.

“Meet in the middle?” he suggests, licking his lower lip. There’s something about the way his bright blue eyes glistenwith his eyebrows slightly raised that makes my thighs clench. He chuckles, shutting the door before I can do something ridiculous, like pounce on him in the middle of the parking lot.

The vehicle will provide cover,my wolf adds helpfully.

Veryn climbs into the truck, and the entire vehicle jostles with his weight. Dragons are even sturdier than wolves. He took off his jacket on the trip around the vehicle, and he tosses it into the back seat before focusing back on me.

“You all right over there?” he asks with a sexy little lilt to his tone. It’s playful, and I missed it so much in the years we were apart and then feuding.

“Yep, all good. Totally fine.” I nod dramatically, and my face burns hotter—if that’s even possible.

Veryn starts the truck, stretches out using the leg room, and tugs his jeans down at the knee.

The veins on the backs of his hands stick out. It’s such a random thing to be attracted to, but here we are. My entire body shivers, and the scent of my arousal floods the confined space.

Ahh, shit.

Shifters have extremely sensitive noses. Not to mention their excellent eyesight. My nipples poke through the thin fabric of the tight black dress, and there’s no way he won’t spot them if he looks at my chest.

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