Page 139 of The Hunger
He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close. With his heart rapidly beating against my ear, I soaked up all that was Fenris, feeding lightly as he held me.
“I wish today was already over and we were in my room,” I said softly.
“Me too. I get to wear less clothes in your bed.”
I smirked and shook my head before getting serious.
“What can I do to make today easier on you?”
“You’re here. That’s enough.”
But was it?
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
“I better go,” Fenris said into my hair. Yet, he didn’t make any move to release me.
“Jenna’s mom said that Raiden wants us both at the communal fire at nine. Any idea what he has planned?”
“No idea. I reported in like he wanted me to. Met all the females he had sitting in our house last night, then closed myself in my room.”
“Does he still think you’re in your room?”
Fenris chuckled.
“I doubt it.”
“How much trouble are you going to get into for sneaking out?”
“He’s used to it by now. He knows I’ll show up in time for the mate run. That’s all he really cares about.”
“And what time do you need to show up?”
“He said nine. But I know better. Showing up early gives me more time to plot.”
Even though his words held his typical devil may care humor, I could sense his despondency hiding beneath the surface.
“And what do you want to do when you’re done with your mate run responsibilities?” I asked to distract him.
He lifted his head to look down at me, his fingers playing with my hair like he needed to make up for the contact he just lost.
“Spend time with you.”
I searched his hidden desires, and my lips curved as I came up with an idea he’d love.
“I love when your scent changes like that,” he said.
“Like what?”
“Sweeter. Thicker. More mischievous. What are you thinking?”
“I’ll tell you when you’re done with the mate run. I don’t want to distract you before that.”
“Distract me. Distract me,” he begged a second before he buried his head in my hair and gave my collarbone a nip.
“You’re already distracted.”
He groaned, which I took as agreement, and licked where he’d nipped. A shiver stole through me, and he pressed closer, trailing his nose along my neck and jaw. Sexual energy swelled around us as his lips hovered over mine.
