Page 40 of The Bunny Blues

Macarius pressed a kiss to my temple, not even wincing at my bite. “Ellora, I need to make sure you are relaxed and your body is ready for me.”

The hesitation in his voice and the way his eyes didn’t meet mine caused my heart to twist in worry. “We can stop if you don’t want to do this,” I offered, wondering if he’d changed his mind.

Macarius’s chocolate brown eyes glowed a bright gold, then he pushed me back on the bed and his teeth dug into the skin of my throat. “We want this—more than we should. You are in danger.”

His voice echoed as though two voices had been layered on top of each other.

“That’s old news. I’ve been in danger for a while.” Sinking my fingers into his hair, I pulled him tighter to my throat. “At least this is the fun kind of danger.”

His left hand moved to knead my breast as his tongue lapped at my throat. “You should run, little rabbit,” the gravelly voice warned.

Who was he kidding? Things were just getting good. “No.”

Macarius shifted onto his knees. All gentleness gone, he roughly grabbed my hips and ground me against his erection. “Do you feel that?”

Even through his pants, I could feel the heat of his erection. My eyelids fluttered closed, and I moaned in ecstasy.

“Run. Please.” His words were stilted.

Opening my eyes, I took in the strain on his face. He was fighting to remain in control, but it was a battle he wasn’t going to win. All I needed to do was to push him a little.

“Maybe you should run. Wolves are known for their huffing, puffing, and eating grandmas. But do you know what bunnies are known for?” I smirked up at the mountain of a man who’d continued to grind me slowly along his rigid length. “Easter, energy, and sex. Lots and lots of sex. That’s why it’s called breeding like bunnies.”

Macarius’s tongue slid along his bottom lip as he considered my words. “My wolf isn’t like other wolves. He’s unstable. Even if you were a wolf female, I wouldn’t trust myself with you.”

I snorted. “Rabbits have the entire world fooled with the cute and cuddly act. We are savages by nature and if we were the size of wolves, the world would tremble in terror of us.”

His breathing had grown ragged, and the worry in his glowing eyes was bleeding into hunger. Lowering my hips to the bed, he crouched over me, his muscles flexing.

I just needed to push him a little more. “Do you think I haven’t been hurt during sex? Bruises, marks, and sprains were common after being with my matched.”

“They hurt you?” Macarius snarled, a mask of rage settling on his face.

Although he was in his human form, it reminded me of the hellhound of a wolf who rescued me. I’d watched the small horse-sized wolf take down the red wolves with unsettling ease.

He was right. If I was smart, I would hop my cotton-tailed butt away from here. But I wasn’t afraid of him. Knowing what lurked inside him, eager to protect and please me, I’d never felt safer.

“I’ll be back.” Macarius rose from the bed and strode toward the door.

“What?!” Scrambling after him, I grabbed the waistband of his slacks. “Where are you going?”

“Hunting,” he answered, not even slowing as he continued toward the door.

“You can’t leave me hot and needy!” I growled, moving in front of him to block his path to the door.

“My hunt won’t take long.” Picking me up, he set me to the side like I weighed nothing.

“Fine.” Running past him, I reached for the doorknob. “I’ll go find Coda and ask him to finish what you started.”

His arm circled my waist and strode to the bed. He tossed me onto the mattress, and I watched with growing anticipation as he unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor.

I didn’t get much time to enjoy the view before he was on top of me, his weight pressing me into the mattress and his lips mere millimeters from mine. “If you intend to take my brothers as lovers, I will do my best to keep from killing them. But it would be wise not to goad me, since sharing does not come naturally to me.”

It was hard, but I managed to keep a grin from spreading across my face. “Noted. But it would be wise for you to remember my kind has a sex drive that is so legendary, they even named a sex toy after us. The real question is, can my wolf mate can keep up?”

I didn’t know if it was the challenge or me calling him my mate, but one of them caused all Macarius’s reservations to melt away. His fingers brushed the length of my slit before delving inside.

I whimpered as he stretched me, preparing my body to take him. My need for release coiled tighter with each stroke of his fingers until I couldn’t tell if I was experiencing pleasure or pain.

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