Page 10 of The Wolf's Prince
“I thought this night would be tedious,” Soren whispered, fingers brushing Nikolai’s smooth cheek. “Instead, I was blessed by Suku and her moonlight to meet you, my Nikolai, mymate.”
CHAPTER2
NIKOLAI
Nikolai managed to wait until Soren's swollen cock softened, before freaking out.
The moment the shifter slid free, unbinding them, he pushed Soren off of him and sat up.
Lifemates...
Lifemates?!
Soren was insane. Perhaps all shifters were. If fucking meant marriage, then why the hell had he been just as easy as Nikolai was himself? Nikolai found it incredibly hard to believe he hadn't done that before. If Soren tried to claim such a thing Nikolai would fight him on it. No one was that good with their equipment on the first try. And wouldn’t that mean he had a harem of spouses on his mountain or forest, or wherever he lived?
“What's wrong?” Soren asked.
Nikolai shook himself.
“Nothing. I just want to get back and get cleaned up.”
He patted the earth around him, finding nothing. Soren handed him his pants.
Nikolai stood up to pull them on, catching a glimpse of his white shirt a moment later and stooping to pull that on next. The front was entirely torn. His jacket was no better. He would have to hold them closed and hope to not be spotted on the way to his room. Soren seemed to be having no trouble dressing in the meantime. Why would he be? His clothes were intact.
Nikolai’s heart was racing as he spun around shakily, looking for the castle. He was so disoriented it took him a moment to realize the dark form of a hedge near them was blocking the view. He could still hear the party, music, and laughter carried in the night air, making him realize how close they still were to the open doors.
“Oh god,” he said, flooded with embarrassment. “I was so loud.”
“So?”
“So, someone must have heard me! The whole party probably did!”
Suddenly, Soren's arms were around him, engulfing him in a tight embrace.
“So?” he asked again.
Nikolai melted, sagging against Soren's strong arms for support.
He took a shaking breath.
Soren was right. Why was he panicking? Maybe Soren thought they were forever now, or maybe he was exaggerating for the sake of making Nikolai feel good. Men did that sometimes. Hell, Nikolai had told a particular bed friend that he loved him once without even meaning to. A good orgasm could do that to a fellow.
All he knew for sure was that he'd just had the best sex of his life. And he would be here for another day, at least. And so would Soren... and the shifter had already promised him more.
Before Nikolai knew what was happening, or could even think about arguing, he was suddenly hoisted into the air.
He squeaked, arms wrapping instinctively around Soren's neck.
“What are you doing?” he gasped.
“Taking you to my room.”
Nikolai bit his lip, heart racing as Soren carried him back the way they had come.
“Please, no one can see me like this.”
He wiggled, about to jump free, but Soren stopped walking at once.
