Page 140 of The Wolf Prince's Mate

“I would never try to separate you,” Clay said with feigned seriousness. “And yeah, we’ll move into your place. It’s bigger, and there are no shitty memories there.”

“Do you have shitty memories in your cabin?”

His expression darkened slightly. “I have shitty memories pretty much everywhere. My wolf would break free and try to kill the people I love, remember?”

Right.

There was no getting away from that unfortunate truth.

“We’ll stay here as long as you want. There are a lot of episodes left in that mystery show I’ve been watching. Like ten seasons. I think there’s a few spinoffs, too.”

“I still don’t want you trapped here with me.”

“You can go down on me every time you start to feel guilty.”

His grin was back, and it met his eyes that time. “You’ll get tired of it.”

“I definitely won’t.” I reached past him to stir the pot of vegetables he was steaming behind the steak, and he put a hand on my thigh.

“I’m going to be so fucking obsessed with you, Nova.”

“Aren’t you already?” I teased.

“Good point.” He squeezed my leg.

We finished cookingand eating dinner pretty quickly, then went out to the porch to look at the stars. We had to sit on the steps leading to the dirt for the best view, but it was worth it. They were pretty in Crimson River, but they were stunning from Stray.

We stared up at the sky and watched the moon rise slowly, both of us lost in our thoughts until it reached its peak.

“Are you ready, Gorgeous?” he asked me. His arm was slung around my shoulder, his body warm against mine.

“So damn ready.” I kissed his cheek, and he turned to catch my mouth.

His honey-colored eyes gleamed in the moonlight as he pulled away, starting to stand.

I caught his shirt and pulled him back down. “Let’s do it here.”

“Here?” He lifted an eyebrow. “On the steps of our porch?”

“Yeah. Beneath the stars and the moon.”

His lips pulled up in a lopsided smile. “Alright, Gorgeous. Come here.” He lifted me onto his lap, so our eyes were level. “I love you.”

“Then bite me already.”

The command earned me a feral grin—and he bit down in the same place he had two weeks earlier.

This time, it felt bigger.

Emotion welled in my chest as he licked my wound clean.

“I love you too, Savage,” I said, and lowered my lips to the place where his throat met his shoulder. I kissed him there once, just to make him shudder—and bit him too.

He rumbled fiercely, dragging my mouth away from his skin and crushing his lips to mine.

His hands tangled in my hair as he pulled me closer, his erection pressing against my core.

“I hope you’re ready for a lifetime with me,” I breathed, and he laughed.

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