Page 23 of Witch Undecided
Chapter Seven
Tor was huge, his back coming up to my hip. I clambered onto him and slid my fingers into his silken fur.
He made a rumbling sound of pleasure and my chest heated.
Grip with your thighs,he said.You might want to lean forward and press your body to mine.
This shouldnotbe hot. He was in fucking wolf form, for fuck’s sake. So why the fuck was I wet and aching. Shit. I followed his instructions, focusing on the landscape ahead, but his body between my thighs was too much of a distraction.
His soft chuckle filled my mind.I can smell your arousal, Cora. Let’s see what we can do about it.
What? But we were in motion, bounding down the path and into the treeline. His body rippled between my thighs, rumbling and vibrating like a fucking engine, pressing against my most intimate place, muscles rolling to tease me and rub just the right way.
Yes, Cora.
No. Oh, God, this was not happening. Watch the trees, the fucking trees. Do not think about it. He picked up the pace and, oh, fuck, I was practically grinding against him now, desperate for release. I closed my eyes, sinking my fingers deeper into his fur as I resisted my body’s demands. I wouldn’t do this. No way. I had more control than this.
He leapt over a log, the landing jarring against me, and the orgasm that was hovering painfully out of reach tugged closer. I cried out, fisting his fur and biting my lip.
Fuck, Cora. Fuck.
No, no, no. This could not be happening. “Stop. Now.”
He slowed his pace and came to a standstill. The cabin was visible up ahead. I scrambled off his back and began striding toward it.
Cora…
“No. That was mean.”
No, Cora, you’re my mate and it’s natural for you to feel this way. Natural for me to want to make you come.
Oh, God. “I’m an idiot.”
For wanting me?
I ground to a halt and turned to face him. “No, for trusting you. I told you I wanted to keep things platonic. I can’t do this, Tor. Not unless you help me. Do you understand? If you care about me as your mate, you’ll want to make sure I don’t get hurt. And this…Being attracted to you, wanting you like this, will eventually hurt me.”
He bowed his huge, wolfy head.Get inside. I’ll dress and join you shortly.
I turned and jogged the rest of the way to the cabin, needing to get away from him before I caved, climbed onto his rumbling back, and finished what the ride had started.
I settwo mugs of tea on the table as Tor walked in. Dressed in a cream tee, faded blue jeans, and barefoot, he was a treat for my eyes. His hair was damp, and his forest scent was masked by cologne.
He’d showered.
Naked.
No, don’t think it. “Tea?”
“Thanks.” He pulled out a seat. “Sit, we need to talk.”
I took the seat opposite him. “Spill it, what’s bothering you?”
“You,” he said. “You made a huge decision today and you didn’t think to consult your mates.”
I stared at him. Was he serious? “Wait, you want me to consult you before makinganydecisions?”
He sighed. “Not just any decisions, but life-threatening ones.” He sat forward, forearms braced on the table, hands clasped as if we were in a business meeting. “I understand that you’ve been flying solo for a long time, making decisions and putting your life at risk to save others, but things are different now.”
