“This isn’t finished,” he warns.
“No it’s not,” Draco says, prowling toward me. “You know my favorite part aboutLittle Red Riding Hood?”
I shake my head.
He picks up a piece of my hair and tugs on it. “The wolf only wants one thing.”
Licking my lips, I clear my throat. “And what’s that?”
“To devour Little Red, of course.” He pulls on my hair again, drops the lock, and turns to go finish cracking the eggs I left behind while I try to keep my brain from short circuiting.
These two are dangerous.
I think I like it.
You and me both,Joan whispers.
* * *
DRACO
Making her heart skip and flutter is quite possibly my favorite thing to do. Raven stands in shock for a few more seconds. The sweet scent of her arousal wraps around me like a warm hug, and my wolf whines in my head.
She is in need.
She is in the middle of helping with breakfast, I tell him.
That doesn’t matter. A zeta fulfills his luna when she needs him.
There is a distinct difference between need and want. Needs are uncontrollable at times. Wants are very deliberate decisions. I will fulfill her every want, but I’m not going to fuck her in the kitchen while other shifters are in the cafeteria.
Pussy.
I growl at him.Keep talking like that and you won’t get to run for three weeks.
He chuffs but shuts up. Raven would totally be up for a quickie, but there’s more to this attraction between us than sex. Half the fun is working her up, making the little organ inside of her chest nearly give out before I give her what she wants and what her body desperately needs. But she’ll have to ask first.