He nods. “Fuck, Dare. I’m so sorry.”
We sit quietly for a few minutes before Lev whispers, “I miss him.”
“Me too.”
Another round of silence follows, and Lev starts playing with my fingers again, tracing and moving his through mine in a fluid motion.
“Will you stay tonight?” I ask tentatively.
He shifts in his seat and clears his throat. “If you want me to, I’d like that.”
I sit up and adjust myself, straddling him on the couch. His hands find my waist, and he rubs slowly up and down my sides, letting out a chuckle.
“What?” I ask, resting my forearms on his shoulders.
“These are ridiculous,” he tells me.
I feign offense, wiggling my butt on his thighs. He lets out a groan.
“I beg your pardon,” I tease as I settle my weight on his lap. “They happen to be the most comfortable and incredible pajamas ever!” I pull the stuffed wolf head over my head to show him and smirk.
Lev shakes his head, laughing.
“Kiss me,” I say, giving him all of the permission he needs. And he does. He kisses me until our lips are swollen and our breathing turns to panting, and every moment of it is glorious.
Our kisses are heated as Lev runs his hands up and down my sides. Then he pulls back to look at me, and I lick my lips to taste his kiss. I’m turned on, but I also just love this closeness. Leaning down, I rest my head on his shoulder, and he keeps me anchored to his lap, his hand stroking lightly up my back. I inhale deeply and breathe him in. He smells so good. His neck is warm, too, and I press my lips against him, letting my tongue dart out to taste his skin. It’s fresh and beautiful and smells like soap and sandalwood and just . . . man. Lev moans quietly, and I kiss him again, then turn my head and close my eyes. I’ve missed this so much the last few days.
We sit like that for a while, and it’s freaking bliss—the closeness and contact and warmth, Lev’s arms around me. I’m so comfortable that I almost fall asleep. But then Lev stops rubbing my back and taps the outside of my hip. I sit up with a groan, not wanting to break the contact. He smirks at me with a devilish grin.
“Ready to go to bed, baby?” he asks in almost a whisper.
The roughness of his tone makes me shiver. I shift over him and cover his mouth with mine in a passionate kiss, and when I pull away, I get up, using his chest to push myself off of his lap. I extend my hand, and Lev takes it, letting me pull him up from the couch.
I lead him upstairs to my room, then close and lock the door behind me. I turn on the soft light lamp on my desk, and Lev starts taking his shirt off. I watch for a minute, enamored by this man, standing in my bedroom. His broad shoulders and pecs are on display as he reaches for the waistband of his pants. My mouth waters in anticipation as he lowers them down his legs. His black cotton boxer briefs hug every muscle and curve in his legs and thighs and accent his bulge perfectly. I lick my lips and give him my best sexy eyes.
He laughs. “Like what you see, little lycan?” he teases, coming a step closer to me.
“Mm-hmm,” I reply, reaching out and running my hands down his chest. His cock jumps in his boxers as my fingertips graze over his nipples and his abs. My dick is starting to wake up as well. I take a deep breath and kiss him quickly.
Lev runs his hands around my back to grip my ass and freezes, letting out a chuckle.
“What?” I ask innocently.
“Is this”—he reaches for the zipper in the back of the onesie and starts to unzip it across the back of my rear end—“for easy access?” He laughs and presses against me, pushing me into the dresser. His hands slide into the opening in the back, and I moan as he reaches inside. Both of his hands grab and squeeze my ass cheeks. Then, he continues to crowd me into the dresser while he slides his hands up the front, grazing my hardening dick and then my bare torso. I shiver again and press back into him, closing my eyes and soaking in the heady feeling of his touch and his rock-hard cock against my ass.
“Yes,” I breathe out, finally able to respond to his question. “It’s easy access.”
He laughs softly and turns me around, giving me a kiss. I take off the wolf onesie and lift the covers on the bed for Lev to crawl in. He does, grunting as he moves his way to the other side of the bed. I turn off the light on the desk and climb into bed, too, snuggling under the covers facing away from him.
We both lie there for a moment in silence, and I’m gearing myself up to make the first move when suddenly, his arm reaches between my legs and a hand flattens on my stomach. Another hand reaches around my shoulder, and before I know it, Lev is hauling my entire body back against his.
“Get over here,” he says.
I let out an unexpected huff because I did not expect to be manhandled like that, and let me just say, I loved every single second of it. I wiggle my ass and snuggle into him, letting him be the big spoon. He laughs.
“What are you doing to me, lycan?” he whispers in my ear.
We settle into one another, his hand draped over my waist, and I entwine my fingers through his. He lets out a sigh at the same time I do, and I fall into a cozy, warm, deep sleep.