Page 170 of Wolf Blood

"You're so fucking wet."

"I love you."

"You're the fucking best mate."

"You're perfect."

"I never want this to end."

The compliments went on, but grew more sparse as time went on and nature's hold on him grew more intense.

We fucked.

I bit him.

He knotted me.

We made out.

He goaded me into biting him again, taking more blood.

And on, and on.

By the time breeding season came to an end, I was covered in both of our pleasure, and so exhausted everything was basically spinning.

We crashed on the couch, on top of the pillows and blankets we'd somehow ended up tangled in. The lullaby that was Rhone's loud snoring made me smile before I passed out.

The next timeI woke up, Rhone was carrying me to the bathroom. I cuddled up closer, and he held me in his arms as he started the water.

His hand moved over my skin slowly as he washed me up, holding me to his chest with the other arm.

"Hey,"I mumbled into his mind.

"Hey, Trouble."His voice was soft, exhaustion and satisfaction all but radiating off him."You feel okay?"

"Amazing. You?"

"Better than I've felt in a long fucking time. Thank you."

"Thankyou."

He kissed my temple."Did I do anything too ridiculous?"

"Nah. Unless you count licking every inch of my body. You did that at one point."

"I'm a wolf. It's not surprising."

"I thought it was cute."

He tickled my side.

I smiled."I love you."

"I love you too, Harp."

"You're never spending breeding season alone again."

"You're never spending another day alone again. Hell, make that anotherhour."