incredibly slick and wet, but no amount of friction could get me off.
I needed to be mated. This was worse than I’d even imagined.
Luckily, the sleeping pills kicked in and I eventually fell asleep, my hands between my legs.
Even my sleep was restless. Hot, wet dreams filled my mind, and Leif starred in every single one of them. Leif’s head, moving between my thighs as he licked my clit. Leif’s fingers, pushing into the well of my sex. Leif dragging me onto my stomach, pulling my hips into the air so he could thrust into me from behind. Dream Leif was rough, but I didn’t care. I cried out with every dream-thrust, but nothing seemed to ease the ache deep inside my body.
“God damn it, Nikolina,” he rasped in my ear. “Why’d you have to be so stubborn?”
The world surged around me, and I struggled to wake up. Somehow, my brain was mixed up, because I could have sworn Leif was in my tent, lifting me into his arms. Leif wrapped me in my sleeping bag and dragged me out of my tent, and an icy blast of snowy air pummeled my face. “Hold on to me,” Leif said, and I clung to him.
Or tried to. The sleeping pills were too potent and I slid back into unconsciousness.
Chapter Four
My sex was a red-hot brand of need. I slid my fingers to it and touched it, determined to ease the ache there.
“Damn it, Nikolina,” I heard Leif rasp, and his hands grabbed at mine. “Don’t do that with me sitting here.”
I sighed a protest, my hips lifting off of the mattress as if I could follow the hand being pried from my skin.
…Mattress?
My brain fuzzy, I sat up, panting, and tried to make sense of what my brain was feeding me. There was a low, whistling roar in my ears, followed by the sound of what seemed like air beating on sheet metal. I smelled - and heard - a crackling fire. And Leif. I smelled Leif.
I could feel the soft weight of my sleeping bag covering my naked body and I was laying on a cot in what seemed to be a dark cabin. I blinked my eyes at the wooden rafters above my head, and glanced around, looking for light. There was a hole in one corner of the building, and I saw snow drifting in on the far side.
“Leif?” I murmured, confused. I rubbed a hand across my eyes and the smell of my own sex nearly drowned me. It was all over my hands, and my body. Need - aching female arousal - perfumed the air.
“I’m here,” he told me, and a shadow fell over my cot once more. His hands tucked the sleeping bag closer to my body.
“What…what are you doing here?” My hands twitched, and I curled them into fists so I wouldn’t reach for him and drag him against me. God, he smelled amazing. God, I wanted to fuck him so badly. “You should go.”
“There’s a blizzard outside,” he snarled. “Why didn’t you leave?”
“Can’t,” I gasped. “Why’d you stay?”
“For you,” he sounded incredibly frustrated. As I looked up at him in a daze, he raked his hand through his hair. “Why are you doing this, Nikolina?”
“I have to tell you the truth, Leif.” I clutched at the blankets, miserable. “I’m in heat.”
He stared at me for so long that I wondered if he’d even heard me. The wind was roaring outside, rattling the walls of the ramshackle building. Then, he shook his head. “I know you’re in heat. It’s obvious to any shifter with a nose. God, did you think I wasn’t aware of that?”
I gazed up at him in horror. “You knew ?”
“You’ve been throwing off intense amounts of scents for the past week, Nikolina. I’d have to be dead not to notice.”
Mortification swept over me, and I covered my face with my hands and moaned. “I’m so sorry.”
“Why are you sorry?”
Was he truly not getting it? “I came here looking for you.” When he said nothing, I peeked through my fingers and saw him gazing down at me with a wry half-smile, the blue of his eyes blazing. “What?”
“How clueless do you think I am?”
I swung a fist at him - and missed. “Considering
I needed to be mated. This was worse than I’d even imagined.
Luckily, the sleeping pills kicked in and I eventually fell asleep, my hands between my legs.
Even my sleep was restless. Hot, wet dreams filled my mind, and Leif starred in every single one of them. Leif’s head, moving between my thighs as he licked my clit. Leif’s fingers, pushing into the well of my sex. Leif dragging me onto my stomach, pulling my hips into the air so he could thrust into me from behind. Dream Leif was rough, but I didn’t care. I cried out with every dream-thrust, but nothing seemed to ease the ache deep inside my body.
“God damn it, Nikolina,” he rasped in my ear. “Why’d you have to be so stubborn?”
The world surged around me, and I struggled to wake up. Somehow, my brain was mixed up, because I could have sworn Leif was in my tent, lifting me into his arms. Leif wrapped me in my sleeping bag and dragged me out of my tent, and an icy blast of snowy air pummeled my face. “Hold on to me,” Leif said, and I clung to him.
Or tried to. The sleeping pills were too potent and I slid back into unconsciousness.
Chapter Four
My sex was a red-hot brand of need. I slid my fingers to it and touched it, determined to ease the ache there.
“Damn it, Nikolina,” I heard Leif rasp, and his hands grabbed at mine. “Don’t do that with me sitting here.”
I sighed a protest, my hips lifting off of the mattress as if I could follow the hand being pried from my skin.
…Mattress?
My brain fuzzy, I sat up, panting, and tried to make sense of what my brain was feeding me. There was a low, whistling roar in my ears, followed by the sound of what seemed like air beating on sheet metal. I smelled - and heard - a crackling fire. And Leif. I smelled Leif.
I could feel the soft weight of my sleeping bag covering my naked body and I was laying on a cot in what seemed to be a dark cabin. I blinked my eyes at the wooden rafters above my head, and glanced around, looking for light. There was a hole in one corner of the building, and I saw snow drifting in on the far side.
“Leif?” I murmured, confused. I rubbed a hand across my eyes and the smell of my own sex nearly drowned me. It was all over my hands, and my body. Need - aching female arousal - perfumed the air.
“I’m here,” he told me, and a shadow fell over my cot once more. His hands tucked the sleeping bag closer to my body.
“What…what are you doing here?” My hands twitched, and I curled them into fists so I wouldn’t reach for him and drag him against me. God, he smelled amazing. God, I wanted to fuck him so badly. “You should go.”
“There’s a blizzard outside,” he snarled. “Why didn’t you leave?”
“Can’t,” I gasped. “Why’d you stay?”
“For you,” he sounded incredibly frustrated. As I looked up at him in a daze, he raked his hand through his hair. “Why are you doing this, Nikolina?”
“I have to tell you the truth, Leif.” I clutched at the blankets, miserable. “I’m in heat.”
He stared at me for so long that I wondered if he’d even heard me. The wind was roaring outside, rattling the walls of the ramshackle building. Then, he shook his head. “I know you’re in heat. It’s obvious to any shifter with a nose. God, did you think I wasn’t aware of that?”
I gazed up at him in horror. “You knew ?”
“You’ve been throwing off intense amounts of scents for the past week, Nikolina. I’d have to be dead not to notice.”
Mortification swept over me, and I covered my face with my hands and moaned. “I’m so sorry.”
“Why are you sorry?”
Was he truly not getting it? “I came here looking for you.” When he said nothing, I peeked through my fingers and saw him gazing down at me with a wry half-smile, the blue of his eyes blazing. “What?”
“How clueless do you think I am?”
I swung a fist at him - and missed. “Considering
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