Page 13 of The Wolf's Prince
He pulled the blankets out from under them, slid up right behind Nikolai so he could cradle him in his arms, and then tucked the blanket in all around them.
When he wrapped his arm around Nikolai's waist, he tugged him in close and buried his face in his hair, inhaling sharply.
“I feel bad leaving you like that,” Nikolai whispered in the dark, wiggling his backside against Soren’s thriving erection.
He moaned and chuckled.
“Don’t tease me,” he chastised. “I want you to rest. We’ll have plenty of time for you to make it up to me tomorrow.”
Nikolai shivered at the thought.
The temptation of another ride before they left tomorrow was enough to keep him securely in Soren’s arms, even though he wasn’t typically one to cuddle.To his surprise, it felt nice being in the shifter’s embrace. He smelled so warm and inviting. For some reason, it almost made Nikolai want to nuzzle against him.
“I’ll have to check in with my brother first thing in the morning, just to let him know I’m alive,” he said sleepily. “After that, I’m all yours.”
Soren kissed the back of his head.
“Of course. We must make arrangements for our journey to pack grounds,” he said sleepily. “Normally, we run, but I don’t think you’ll be able to keep up with us wolves.”
He pulled Nikolai in a little bit tighter
“I cannot wait to discuss everything with you. To get to know you in all ways, inside and out, my Nikolai, mymate.”
Nikolai could feel Soren’s smile against his hair, but all the blood had rushed from his face.
So much for telling himself that Soren had been exaggerating.
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It took far toolong for Nikolai to disentangle from Soren's arms. As much as he wanted to get away, Soren's arms were incredibly warm and welcoming. In fact, Nikolai didn't think he had ever been quite so comfortable in his life.
Although he'd been trying to wait for Soren to fall into a deep sleep, Nikolai had fallen asleep first.
He woke hours later, facing the shifter, their legs tangled. His arms were around that lovely narrow waist and Soren's were around his back.
Heart to heart, Nikolai thought. He shook that fleeting idea away.
Whether Soren was enticing or not, whether he was caring and incredible in bed, Nikolai could not be here when he woke up.
He did not know what life mates meant to the wolf shifters. If it was as serious as it sounded, he needed to leave before it became a problem for him or his family.
Nikolai was already quick to get in trouble for things like this. His father had been particularly frustrated with his lack of interest in politics lately, saying that he was “Too preoccupied with getting his cock wet,” to which Nikolai had replied, “Actually, I'm more preoccupied with gettingotherpeople'scocks wet.”
Thank goodness Andrey had been there to step in the middle ofthatfight.
If Nikolai returned home attached to a shifter, for that very reason, he didn't want to think of the fights and consequences he'd have to deal with.
Soren will defend you, an inner voice said, and he shoved that thought down.
He didn't even know Soren. He'd seen him naked far more than he'd seen him dressed. That said it all.
Swallowing, he braced himself to move and—couldn't bring himself to.
He could feel Soren's heart pounding, yes, against his own, dammit. He couldn't shake that thought any longer. Their hearts were beating together, and he had never felt like he fit against someone so perfectly before.
What would it be like to be mated to a wolf shifter?he wondered. Would Soren take care of him every night? Bringing him to ecstasy and then washing his body and cradling him in bed, giving him feather-light kisses that were filled with so much tenderness it made him ache.
He squeezed his eyes shut, strangely overcome with emotions.
