Page 108 of Hayden's Haven
“You can’t fix Drake.”
“No, but I can repair some of what’s broken in him, in me.”
Mila cupped his jaw. “There’s nothing broken in you, but you’re right. This is something you need to do.” Her hands traveled down his shirt and under. He loved the feel of her hands on him.
“What if Damien doesn’t release you?” she asked. Her eyes were focused on his face, but her hands were dipping into his jeans, just an inch, teasing him. He wasn’t even sure she was doing so intentionally. Since they blood-bonded, they had barely made it out of their cabin. Anna and Blade were having a gender reveal party tonight at the cookhouse and they had to go. Anna had run a blood test in the lab, against Blade’s wishes, and learned the baby’s gender. Blade couldn’t take not knowing any longer, so they decided to have a party.
“You keep touching me like that and you may find yourself in Anna’s position soon enough?”
“What? Anna has a horny shifter tying her up and torturing her in bed, in the shower, and wherever else he damn well pleases, too?” Mila said, just as her hand pressed against his cock, his very hard cock now, thanks to her.
“I’m sure she does, actually. How else do you think he knocked her up so quickly?”
“You’re changing the subject again, Hayden. You do that a lot when it comes to your brother. You’re going to have to get past that because I’m not going to let you hold in all your frustrations when we get down there.”
“If we get down there. We’ll probably be stuck here.”
She grabbed his crotch, grabbing his full attention. “That’s why you need to go. You feel trapped, stuck, and you need to move on. If this is the only way to do it, then we do it. Stop stalling and talk to Damien. He’ll understand.”
“You’re playing dirty giving a guy an ultimatum when you’re holding his balls. Of course, if you put your mouth where your hand is, then we can talk,” he said with a wry grin.
Yeah, he was procrastinating, but with her hand on his dick which was beyond rock hard at this point, he didn’t really care to think about Drake or Damien.
“It’s not that I’m eager to live in Drake’s pack, but they need you. And you need this. I think it will go a long way toward helping you heal.”
He pressed her against him and gave her a long kiss. “I know another way to help me heal.”
She looked around the party room, with its pink and blue balloons and streamers. The tablecloths were out, stacked with plates and silverware for the reveal cake later. No one else was here yet, but the room was hardly set up for screwing. Mila bit her lower lip and walked her fingers up his chest. He knew that look. She had an idea she wasn’t sure he’d like. He chuckled. The woman still didn’t realize she enjoyed the risk of being caught, even overheard, and she always looked to him to give the final okay, as if he’d ever saynoto her. He’d gladly sink into her sweet soft body anywhere, anytime she wanted.
“Want to explore the upstairs?” she asked.
She didn’t have to ask him twice. He grabbed her hand and together they raced up the stairs. He hadn’t been up to the cookhouse’s second floor in some time. There was an office that their former supply master had used and some storage closets, but not much else lent any privacy.
“First door on the left,” Hayden said even as he was unzipping his pants. Mila turned the knob.
“It’s locked.”
Hell, one of the few places that had a lock around here and they found it. She moved to the next door, swinging her shapely ass, making him harder by the second.
“Cleaning closet. Full of chemicals,” she said.
She had worked him up enough. To the point where he was going to start stroking his own dick in a minute.
“Nothing’s empty,” she said, checking the last door.
“Your holes are empty.”
She spun to face him. Her eyes were wide like a trapped doe. She hadn’t realized what she had started. It had been a long three weeks and getting reacquainted in bed yesterday and the day before hadn’t been enough. It would never be enough when she was near.
“Get your ass over here,” he ordered.
She took her time sashaying over to him, the tease.
“Face away.”
“We’re in thehallway, Hayden.”
“Yes,” he answered. He could smell her arousal clearly now. She still didn’t realize she enjoyed risk and he wasn’t going to tell her. In the meantime, he was going to do everything he could to make her squirm, to give her as much excitement as she could handle.
