Page 135 of A Bond in Blood

“Sleep, Brenna,” Ulrich whispered once more.

I allowed myself to nestle further against his chest, my hand resting against his fast-beating heart. It made me wonder if he was contemplating the fever dream we’d just experienced. Or if perhaps it were beating in sync with my own while sleep claimed me. Convincing me I was safe in the arms of the two monsters wrapped around me.

Chapter 28

When I woke, Ulrich was gone but Olen was snoring beside me, his fur sticking to my bare back.

I shoved him away, pulling the comforters over my body.

He let out a snarl and his eyes opened slowly. “What?” his voice rumbled.

“Did you shift in your sleep?”

“That happens after a good night.” His dark eyes glistened with mischief.

My cheeks warmed and I pulled the blanket over my head.

“No need to be shy,” he laughed. “Orgasms are very natural.”

I kicked him as hard as I could.

“That was rude,” he laughed again.

“So was your jest,” I replied.

He pulled the blanket back with his teeth as he slid off the bed.

Tucking my knees under my chin, I watched the beast walk around the room.

“You want him,” he growled.

My eyes went wide. “What?”

Olen turned back to me. “Don’t deny it.”

“I can’t want him,” I replied.

Olen’s chin laid on the bed and he stared at me. The image of him brought a smile to my lips. When he was a beast, he was more like the canines my father had at home. Snoring, sleeping, and looking for caresses.

My hand patted his head, and I stared out the open window, letting the sun warm my face.

“It’s not wrong to want him,” Olen muttered.

“Yes it is. It’s possibly the most evil desire my heart could have.”

Olen was silent and I continued to pat his head.

“You begged for him last night.”

My hand stopped moving.

“I did not.”

“Princess,” he laughed. “You begged for him.”

I pushed him away and stood, not caring about my lack of clothing now that the man before me had touched me so intimately.

“Wanting someone’s touch is different fromwantingthem.”

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