Page 64 of Smoke and Lure

When she’d run from the Wall, she never expected to survive.Every second that passed, it felt like the tiny beings were eating her from the inside out.

It made it hard for her not to worry.“Will they hurt me?Feed on me?”

“Never.The bond they have with you can never be severed.”He pulled her closer, his lips brushing over hers as he said, “Ourbond will never be broken, mate.”

“Mate?”But they weren’t truly mates yet.She may be a novice, but she knew what act would seal them for all eternity as mates.Michaela tried to seal her lips with his and deepen the kiss.

Amaros evaded her kiss.“Soon.”He slipped his hand around her hip and smacked her bare ass.“Now we have kept the leaders waiting long enough.I requested their attendance over an hour ago, and no one wants to deal with cranky-ass Vampires forced out of their beds at dawn.”

He gave her a push towards the shower.

She groaned but continued across the spacious bathroom toward the shower.“I hope robe apparel is the new breakfast fashion.It’s all I have to wear.”She untied the belt and let the robe drop to her feet.

He growled as his gaze devoured her svelte curves.“I’ll ensure something is brought up for you before you are finished with your shower.”

“You could always join me.”Michaela gave him a teasing smile as she stepped into the large glass stall.

“If I did, breakfast would be canceled.”In a blink, he was beside her, gripping the glass door.“Trust me, little angel.You are not the only one in need.”Amaros leaned in and nipped one of her taut nipples, then was gone.

The stall was filled with swirls of black smoke and her whimpers.

She quickly grasped the lever and turned it halfway, instantly thankful that the first water splashes came out ice cold.She wouldn’t be able to tolerate it for long, but at the moment, it helped ease the tension of lust winding tight in her core.

The vamp is going to drive me insane.

~YH~

As much as Chanin wanted to fuck his mate, he had to hold off.Restrain himself.And damn, if it wasn’t killing him to do it.

They were walking the last few miles through his territory and back to their home.The few Pack members from his security detail had peeled off to check in, rest, and tangle themselves in a warm bed.

Morlie’s soft hand was linked with his, and the only thing he would allow himself was a steady brush of his thumb on the back of her hand.The heady complexity of her gently woodsy-violet scent with the sweet muskiness of vanilla undertones was pure madness.Not only because he desired her with a need that could rival the multiple deep-sea earthquakes that practically split the planet in half, but the lunar pull was virtually at its zenith and drawing Morlie into heat.

He doubted that Morlie knew what was happening to her body.She was constantly rubbing her shoulder against his or turning into him when she was listening to him with her full breasts pressing into his arm and her tight nipples grazing his bicep through the soft fabric of her shirt.

She wore leggings and a fucking athletic tank top for their trip, two thin pieces of material that would allow a single swipe of his nail to slice the outfit open and rid her of it.Jeans would have at least offered him a semblance of a challenge.The ribbed nylon-elastic blend top conformed to her bare tits, letting them jostle and sway about with each step she took. The delicate, pale color complemented the medium-brown of her skin, but all he could focus on was how it hid the outline of her areolas.

But her nipples, they had been stiff and tempting his mouth since they left the dragon-shifter territory.He wanted to find the nearest tree, no, every fucking tree, and slam her up and against them and reacquaint his mouth and hands with her pert, soft flesh and suckle hard on each stiff peak until his mate shook with the need to come.Then he’d dropped to his knees and worshiped her with his mouth and drowned in all her wetness until she came on his tongue.

His cock was a steel pipe attempting to split his zipper open and ready to drive into her.But his wolf wouldn’t let that happen until it sank its teeth into her she-wolf’s flesh.

Mine.

Chanin’s wolf wanted out.Wanted her.

It was the reason he ensured they walked hand in hand instead of shifting to their wolves for the jaunt home like the wolves who accompanied them.It would have taken them less fucking time, but Chanin couldn’t risk it.Not yet, not when he still had a big problem on his hands.In lockdown in the territory.

Because once he permitted himself to let his wolf out around her, his beast would force her to shift and claim her.That was best done when they were at full strength and power during the full moon.Even if it couldn’t be seen in the sky, every wolf would feel it.

Midnight tonight.

“Your sister appears to have integrated into the Drahk way of life.”Kai and Aodh seemed like a safe topic.Not that he ever spent his time thinking about other shifters, but he wanted to distract Morlie.

“She has.Even before I left, I could see how they were beginning to honor and respect her.Now, Kai smiles more than she did when we were behind the wall.I think she was always so worried about me.It is nice to see her relaxed and married.”Morlie giggled.

He squeezed her hand.Chanin had wondered about something since the ceremony.“Is that something you want?”

“To be happy?”Her lovely golden-brown eyes, now flecked with amber evidence of her wolf, met his as she frowned.

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