Page 28 of Taming of a Wolf

Jace erupts into laughter.

“What are you doing?” Jamie is gawking at me.

“It’s a brush. I’m brushing my hair.”

Jamie covers his mouth but can’t suppress a snort. “No, it’s a brush for yourteeth! In my time, we brush our teeth after meals.” He hands me a tube. “This is toothpaste. You scrub it over your teeth, then rinse and spit.”

“Ah. Is that why your teeth are in such fine shape?”

He nods. “I’m surprised your teeth look so good,” Jamie says as he takes the tube back and squeezes the paste over our brushes.

“Ulfhednar have strong and resilient teeth, and if we lose them, it’s usually in fights. But plenty of humans from my time are missing theirs.”

I begin to brush. The paste makes me gag at first and tastes like one of Jamie’s mints. He instructs me on which direction to go in, and by the time I spit and rinse, my breath smells as sweet as his.

Jamie’s patience, I might even describe it as aneagerness,to teach me the ways of his world is… Well, it’s a kindness I wouldn’t have expected to find in a place like this. He fed me, cleaned my clothes, put a roof over my head. My mate gives so much of himself so willingly. He should be careful. Doesn’t he know how easy it would be for someone to take advantage of his kind heart?

Someone like me.

“Want us to read together again?” Jamie asks Jace as we approach the lad’s room.

He shakes his head. “That’s okay. I can do it myself.”

“Okay, if you’re sure…”

Jace grins. “Good night!” He waves to both of us and heads into his room.

Jamie sighs. “Man, I miss the days when he would pester me for a bedtime story. He’s growing up so fast.”

“You read together?” I ask, following Jamie to his room across the apartment.

“Not as much as we used to.” Jamie jumps when I bump into his back right outside his door. “Oh. You want to sleep with me?”

“And why wouldn’t I?”

Jamie huffs. “You know, I may be ulfhednar, but I was raised human. We tend to take things slow.”

“I know nothing of slow.”

“Clearly.” He holds the door for me, and we go into his room together.

Jamie peels off his shirt, and I wet my lips, admiring his fair skin. My mate kicks off his pants, revealing his strong legs, perky ass, and the swell of his cock. It feels like ages since I had my hands or mouth on his skin, but it was only this morning.

“Does it unsettle you? I can show restraint if you’d like.”

Jamie’s throat bobs when he swallows. “It does,” he admits, and something inside me shrivels. There’s a flush to his cheeks, and arousal spices his scent. There’s something he isn’t telling me.

I discard my breeches and peel my shirt over my head. Wrapping my arms around his chest, I pull him to me and press my nose into his neck. “If I unsettle you so, then why do you smell like you’ll die unless I touch you, pet?”

Jamie shivers and leans his body into mine. “I, uh… Can we just talk, actually?” He wiggles out of my grip.

I’m disappointed but shrug. “If that’s what you wish.”

Jamie lies in bed and pats the space beside him.

“Move over,” I insist.

“Why?”

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