“You can’t talk me into things with sex,” I reprimanded, even though every part of me would like her to do exactly that. “Eli said nothing that could hurt you more. You know that.” She rubbed her cheek against my unshaven one a little, before flicking her tongue along the shell of my ear. The small amount of control I held over my libido was just about shredded.
“That wasn’t my plan,” she slid down to lay against my chest again, leaving my body roaring with need. “I only missed you. Sleeping here for more than a week without getting to touch you sucked.” She was pouting, I could hear it in her voice, and I had every intention of giving in to her.
“I’ve missed you, too,” I whispered as I slid my hand down her back to rest on her butt in the flannel pants. She pressed back into my hand for a moment before draping her leg over mine and pressing against my thigh. “You have to tell me if I hurt you. I don’t want to mess up your ribs or anything.”
Zee looked up at me and nodded. I helped her roll to her back, hoping it would be the most comfortable position for her. I didn’t plan on having sex with her, but maybe we could both find some relief. I eased her t-shirt off and then pulled her pants off her while being careful of her healing hip.
She lay in her bra and panties with her ribs bound in bandages looking up at me. I traced a finger along the top of her breasts above her bra and she shivered. I kept my eyes on her face to pick up the smallest hint of pain. Reaching under her I undid her bra and slid it off her arms. Goosebumps raised on her pale skin as she lay there bare, and I pulled the blanket up over us both before leaning in to kiss her lips softly. I ran my hand across her bandages briefly before cupping one of her breasts. She gasped into my mouth and deepened the kiss, caressing her tongue with mine while I rubbed my thumb over her hardened nipple.
Zee worked her uninjured hand down the front of my pants to stroke me while I kissed from her mouth to her ear. I traced her ear with the tip of my tongue, and bit down gently on the lobe. She moaned and gave me an answering squeeze of her hand, making me groan softly. I licked a path down her neck, grazing her with my teeth, and causing her to moan again.
I nipped at her collar bone and she turned her head to give me better access to her delicate skin. She was making small movements with her hips, begging me to continue. I kissed down the slope of her breast and sucked her into my mouth, teasing her nipple with my tongue. I moved my hand down over her stomach and traced the edge of her panties. Her hips bucked and she gasped. I broke away fast enough to catch the flash of pain on her face. I start to pull away but her hand that was stroking me squeezed gently.
“Please, I just shouldn’t have moved like that,” Zee spoke breathlessly. I watched her face for any lingering signs of pain, but I didn’t see any. Her persistent hand won out as she kept stroking me. I pushed my hand into her panties and encountered the wet heat of her core. She moaned loudly as I teased her, slipping my finger into her and pulling it out to rub along the hardened little nub. She rocked her hips in small movement and I didn’t see any pain on her face.
The longer I caressed her, the louder her little noises and pleading became. My wolf instincts were pushing forward to give her something more. I worked had to fight them and just give her the release her body was begging for. Her hand on me moved faster, matching the pace of my fingers plunging into her tight heat. As my own release got closer, I could feel the fluid feeling of changing and I knew my eyes must be amber. I fought harder to stay human, but her body tensed at that moment and her little fist squeezed me tightly, and I bit down on the skin just between her neck and her shoulder. I heard her pained gasp and tasted her metallic blood as we both shook with release.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Zee
I fought to calm my erratic heartbeat. It was pounding hard enough to cause pain in my ribs, but I didn’t dare show that to Alex. I felt his tongue sliding over the bite he’d given me. When he finally finished his ministrations, he looked up at me with a wary gaze. I stroked his cheek and smiled
I could hear his heart beating as fast as mine, and that was when it occurred to me. I could hear his heartbeat. My eyes widened as I listened to the steady thumping, then I noticed the sound of the wind whistling through the trees outside the window. I cocked my head to listen to the sound. My body was itching, and I felt like I needed to get out of my skin. I was running my hand over my arm above my cast when Alex stopped my jittering.
“You can’t shift yet,” he told me gently. “You have to wait for your ribs and arm to heal. Maybe by morning, afternoon at the latest.” He ran his hands over my body in long soothing strokes as if he were trying to calm a skittish colt. I felt my body relaxing under his hands and I willed myself to stay with him. A part of me that I had never felt before fought
