Page 31 of Claimed

Suddenly, as his face relaxes, it feels like the panic just switches off.

“Hi,” I whisper, feeling shy.

“Good morning,” he says, his dark eyes moving from my face on a slow journey down my nude body and then back up again before flashing silver. He adds in a huskier tone, “Wife.”

Oh my stars.

Before I can form a thought that might lead to a reply, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his equally nude body. “What are you doin’?” he asks.

I feel his erection say good morning to me as well and heat swoops through my lower belly at the knowledge of what he can do with it. How strange to be affected like this by a male’s appendage.

“I need the bathroom,” I tell him.

He takes my face into both hands. He likes eye contact.

“Sleep good?”

A smile tugs at the corners of my mouth, but heat creeps up my face. “Your bed is very comfortable. Thank you.”

The most comfortable bed I’ve ever slept in. My mattress is ancient. I have three pieces of foam on it that do little to stop me from feeling the lumps. I thought the motel bed was markedly better, but it was nothing compared to the cloud-like feeling of sleeping in Greyson’s bed.

He’s still holding my face in a sweet way, still smiling at me. And I know I slept well for more reasons than the comfortable bed.

I cross one ankle over the other and ask my bladder to wait.

He looks down at my feet briefly before his eyes bounce to my face and he releases me with a look of humor. “Go ahead. You like coffee? Tea? Some juice?”

“Whatever you want to share with me would be wonderful,” I answer.

“See you down there. We’ll rustle up something to eat, too. We’re gonna need to get a real good feed in.”

“A good feed?” I ask.

“Build our strength.”

My eyebrows furrow and I’m about to askwhywhen I realizewhy. More sex.

He smiles wide and then kisses me quickly. He’s got a lot of humor sparkling in his eyes. “You’ll see.”

I never would’ve thought a kiss from a male wouldn’t repulse me. I never thought a look punctuated by innuendo could excite me. But I’d let Greyson Blackwood kiss me all day long. And the things he did to my body? He can do more of that, too. I hope he does more of that soon.

Heat slides through me at the vivid memories of his mouth. His fingers. And his other parts. How different things were with him compared to what I’m accustomed to. Even in that old position I was used to. With Greyson it was so different. So… something else entirely.

He shoots a look over his shoulder as he reaches into a drawer on the tall dresser by the bathroom. “I feel you get my meaning, Blossom. And it feels good. Smells good, too.” He pulls out a pair of black jogging pants and gets them on while eyeing me with a very attractive look in his eyes. It dawns that he can smell that I’m now aroused. It's slick between my legs and I’m feeling slightly embarrassed by it. This never happens. In fact, I’ve been bullied about the fact that it doesn’t.

“And while you’re breathtaking in your birthday suit, gonna be a scorcher today, so I’ll put the air on. You can throw a shirt ofmine on if you want. We can throw your clothes into the washer since they reek of gunpowder. Anyway, we’ll talk at breakfast about a couple things, including making a plan to get your gear.”

My expression drops.

He tips his head to the side in an assessing way, but he says nothing. The inquisition about my life, my motives and all that… it’ll continue. And of course it has to. Greyson needs to protect his pack from threats – that’s what a normal alpha does. I just don’t quite know how to explain everything in a way that won’t cause further damage. I want to protect my people. I also don’t want any harm to come to Greyson’s people. Because if things don’t fall apart here, they’ll be my people, too.

Ifthey can forgive me.Ifthey don’t interfere and take a vote among those other alphas to punish me for what I’ve done.

My belly bottoms out. I can’t imagine why they’d let me stay.

I know they have a committee and although the men I met yesterday at the doorway to where the cell was had objected to me leaving, they moved out of the way and let us pass. But what if they took a vote about all this since then? What if they punish him or give him orders about punishing me because they all agree that I can’t be here after my actions?

I don’t know enough about this pack yet to know how they’ll react to the threat, how they make pack decisions, but I do know they rule together so just because Greyson wants me doesn’t mean they won’t have a problem with this. I also don’t know what they’d do if they knew about my brother’s plans, but I know what my brother would do and while I know Wyatt’s leadership style is wrong, that doesn’t mean this pack won’t also react swiftly and severely.

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