Page 146 of Wolf Blood

My lips curved. "You would be harder if you were up for public sex."

"I would be harder if I had you on my tongue instead of this chicken."

I flushed. "You can't be ready for another round right now. We were together in the shower for ages."

"It's breeding season, Harp. I could fuck you all day every day."

"That sounds physically dangerous."

"It's not."

"You say that like you know."

"I do. When we hit the peak of breeding season, that's exactly what's going to happen for multiple days."

"Damn. You're sure vampires can handle that?"

"I'm sure."

Rhone skewered another piece of chicken with my fork and handed it to me. I would've argued that I was capable of feeding myself, but he was going to intervene regardless, so I didn't bother.

"Oren told me I should ask you why you always hang up the phone without saying goodbye," I said, eyeing the chicken.

He guided it to my mouth. "Stop listening to people other than me."

I chewed the bite he'd basically forced into my mouth.

"The last thing I said to Isabelle wasgoodbye. It was a phone call. Ever since, goodbye just feels... final. I know it's illogical, but I'm not interested in that feeling."

"I knew you had feelings."

He squeezed my thigh lightly. "Tell me what was going through your head on the field."

"The Wilder guy snapped the challenger's neck. That sound haunts me. It took me out of my head for a minute. You brought me back." I reluctantly poked another piece of chicken with my fork.

"How does it haunt you?"

"I dream about it. Or I did, before I started sleeping with you. I can feel it, as much as I can hear it. There's nothing like the sound and feeling of your own neck snapping. I don't recommend it."

Rhone squeezed my thigh again.

"At least I got a necklace out of it." I lifted my hand to the fangs hanging from the thin chain.

"It makes you look interesting."

I smiled.

"Is there anything I could've done better, to help you more on the field?" he asked.

"Not really. What you did was probably the best way to snap me out of it."

"Good. If it's ever bothering you, I'll distract you. Just tell me, if I don't notice."

"I'll try," I agreed.

Rhone's lips brushed my temple. Then, he pulled me back, so my ass hit his erection just a little differently. "If you really want to go to the party, we can go. Just for a little while. I'm not dancing, though."

"That's okay. I can dance with Bloom. Do you think Maverick will dance with her?"