Page 43 of Bitten

He rose from the table and headed toward the door.

“Don’t go,” Caelian said, rising.

As Kane turned around, he watched the towel drift to the floor. His stare moved down, and he got the first look at his elf.

All of his elf.

Caelian was… gorgeous. And Kane wanted to lick every square inch of the man. More than once. Caelian’s hard cock jutted before him, leaking a tiny bit of jizz.

“Stay,” Caelian murmured. “I’d rather not be alone.”

Kane felt his cock screaming its approval of that idea. He took a step closer, need propelling him forward.

Mine.

Kane lifted his stare away. I can’t touch him.

I’m here to guard him. Protect him. I can’t do that in his bed.

He dragged his gaze away, willing himself enough strength to say no. “I’ll be just outside.”

Kane could see the disappointment in Caelian’s golden gaze.

Don’t worry, Caelian. I’m just as disappointed.

He moved outside the doors, the soft click of the knob a welcome sound. His body raged under that golden armor of his, his heart slamming against his ribcage.

A heartbeat.

Hunger.

Lust.

What the hell is happening to me?

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