I lifted the covers. “Will you lay with me?”
His face lit up. “Of course. I cannot deny you a single thing, especially not the pleasure of your company.”
I snuggled against him, and for a little while we crocheted in a comfortable silence.
“You’re okay? Leaving home?” He’d told me he was, but I still felt guilty.
“Believe me.” He put his arm around me, and I leaned into his warmth. “I would have missed you too much. Besides, I can’t make up for being so rude if you’re halfway around the world.”
He paused. “Or protect you from a malicious spirit.”
“How are shaman lessons going?” I looked up at him. He’d been practicing with Kalahar daily.
Cuan laughed, his face turning red. “Okay? Although, it’s hard to concentrate around him.”
“Because…” I paused. “Because Kalahar’s hot?”
Cuan cleared his throat. “It hardly seems appropriate. You’re the one for me. I shouldn’t be ogling the men in your pack.”
My skin prickled with heat at the idea of watching Cuan with Aki. Kalahar. Hashir. Stefan.
I swallowed hard. “That doesn’t upset me.”
Cuan frowned. “I don’t want you to feel second best. I dream of you. Fantasize about you, every day. Every touch is more than I thought I could have.”
“I want you to want them.” I shivered again, my nipples getting hard. “I like it when…when Aki has me and Hashir watches.”
Cuan coughed. “Damn. That’s…that’s sexy.”
“I didn’t know I was a voyeur until recently.” I shifted against Cuan.
“If it helps, I fantasize about Aki, but with you. We’re both pleasuring you.”
My core throbbed. “What else?” My voice was a whisper.
“I am taking you from behind, while you suck on Aki’s cock.” Cuan’s voice dropped down to pure gravel. “Hashir is moving inside me, while Stefan’s cock is in my mouth.”
I looked up at him, my eyes wide. “I don’t want to share our first time.”
He glanced down at my mouth. “I wasn’t planning on sharing either.”
I swallowed hard. My core heated at the way he was looking at me, his eyes bright and hungry. “I think you should start making things up to me in a new way.”
“I can think of a few ways, off the top of my head.” Cuan lifted his hand and slowly, slowly caressed my cheek.
I leaned into his touch. “You’re off to a good start so far.”
“Yeah?” Relief crossed his face, making him look vulnerable. “Let me keep going then.”
He leaned forward and closed his mouth over mine. The world spun away, the cozy cabin around us expanding and expanding until it felt like he had the sky and moors inside him, passing them to me.
I opened my mouth to him, hungrily, and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His oakmoss and whiskey scent filled the small room, heady and delicious, and I moaned.
He swallowed the sound, licking into my mouth, and my entire body tensed up. I pressed against him, needing to feel his body against him.
Grunting, the massive beta dragged me into his lap. I gasped and straddled him easily. He pulled the pins out of my hair, letting it tumble down my shoulders.
I growled, hungry for more. His hands shifted to my sides, seeking my skin under my nightdress.