Page 76 of Wolves Always Bite

“Notfur like that.”Inthe faint light coming in through the windows,Isaw him rubbing his nose. “It’sclinging to me.Ican’t get it off—”Hesneezed again.

Clawiehissed at him and jumped off the bed.

Adriangrowled, presumably at my cat, then returned to my side until our bodies were pressed together.

“Jer?Ihave something important to talk to you about.”

Myheart rate spiked at his ominous words.

“Canwe talk in the morning?I’mtired.”Iyawned.Ididn’t even have to fake it.I’dnever felt so wiped out before.

“Yeah,” he whispered.Hepressed a kiss to the top of my head as he pulled me in close. “CanIhold you?”

Insteadof answering with words,Isnuggled closer.Irested my head on his chest, loving the way his arms came around me asIlistened to the thump, thump, thump of his heart beating, and let myself slip into sleep.

WhenIwoke, it was still dark outside.Adrianwas curled around me, making me feel safe and secure as the little spoon.Clawiewas purring loudly as he kneaded the pillow beside my head.Seeingme awake, he brushed his head against my face.

“Iwouldn’t have left you with her,”Iwhispered to him. “Youknow that.”

Ipetted his back with long strokes, loosening more of his shedding fur and getting a face full of it as a reward.Iwiped my face on the sheet, which pissedClawieoff sinceIhad to quit petting him to do it.Heflicked his tail, then sauntered off.Iheard his paws hit the floor with a thud.

AndnowIwas awake.

Ididn’t want to be awake, because that meantI’dstart thinking aboutAdrianand how our time was up.But, damn it, it didn’t have to be.AdrianandI, together, that was the stuff of magic.Itwas time for me tocarpe diemthe shit out of this situation and prove toAdrianhow spectacular we could be together.Ishoved off whatever defeatist attitudeI’dgone to sleep with; honestly,Imust have been super tired to have succumbed to it in the first place.

Theclink of bowls told meClawiewas in the bathroom at his food dishes.Islid out ofAdrian’sembrace and tiptoed to the bathroom.Iwashed the clinging bits ofClawie’sfur from my hands quickly.ThenIclosed the door softly, locking my cat inside.Clawiedidn’t need to see what was going to happen next.

Istripped off my clothes, then climbed back on the bed.Igrabbed the lube from where we’d left it on the bedside table—Ionly just now realized the cleaning staff would have had to clean around it.Oops.Thatwas awkward.Icouldn’t imagine anyone wanting to touch someone else’s bottle of lube.IfIhad any money,I’dleave them a sizable tip.And, great, nowIwas thinking about howIwas broke and jobless and…

Nope.Notthinking about that right now.

Icould ponder the shambles of my life later.Rightnow,Ihad other plans.Itwas time forOperation:SeducingtheSexyWerewolfandMakingHimNotWanttoLiveWithoutMe.Itwas a long name, but it captured all the important points.

Myhand squeezed on the bottle of lube, and it made a spluttering noise.Iprepped myself quickly, pushing my fingers in and out untilIwas sureIcould takeAdrian.Iwasn’t fully stretched, butIwanted a bit of burn.Iwanted to feel him pushing inside of me.Iwanted to feel him for days.

Adriandidn’t move asIknelt on the bed beside him.Ibrushed soft kisses over his face before moving lower.Hewas on his side, soIdidn’t have the access to his body thatIwanted, butIalso wouldn’t do too much until he was awake.Rightnow, my goal was to wake him up gently.

Mydick hardened asIpressed more kisses over him—one to the top of his muscular shoulder, another to his thick forearm, and so on.Finally, he groaned and turned on his back.Hishand reached for me.Notfinding me where he thoughtIshould be, he lifted his head and blinked into the faint light coming in through the window.Whenhis gaze landed on me, he smiled.

“Whatare you doing over there?”

Ileaned forward and kissed him.Hecupped the back of my head and held me close as our mouths moved together.Everythingelse fell away under his kisses.Itwas only me and him in this moment.Hishands skimmed down my naked back.Whenhe cupped my bare ass, he groaned.

Clawieyowled from the bathroom.Thebathroom door rattled as he pawed at it.

Adrianbroke the kiss. “What’swrong with the cat?”

“He’spissedIlocked him in the bathroom.”Icrawled overAdrian’sbody, straddling him.Adrian’shands dropped to rest on my hips.Icaressed his beautiful, strong body, trying to memorize every wonderful contour of it.

Damnit.Thiswould not be the last time for us.Whenwas my head going to get the message?

“Why?”

“Justignore him,”Isaid asIlickedAdrian’snipple.

Hisfingers tightened on me, and he arched against me. “Jeremy…”

Irolled my ass against his growing bulge.Takingthat as an invitation,Adrianslid his fingers around to squeeze my ass and hold me against him.Imoaned against his chest and rocked against him.