"You're very handsome, from what I could see in the sanctuary.
You seem trustworthy and understanding...
sexy, very...
masculine..."" and you have such a sweet and delicious scent that makes me want to eat you up...
"Ahem, anyway, you could easily find another mate, even someone younger..." "I like older women, and I don't need anyone else.
I've already found my mate..." He grabs my hair in a firm fist, tilting my head back and taking control of my movements.
My breathing quickens at his words, and his tongue sensually licks the edge of my ear, his fingers trailing down my exposed neck.
"I have many more qualities, darling.
You just need to try them, and I'm sure you'll like them..."" he murmurs, sucking on my earlobe while his fingers lazily circle my collarbone.
"You're too cocky, Lycan..." "I know I turn you on, Gabrielle.
The scent your pussy is giving off is driving my wolf crazy.
No matter how much your lying mouth tries to deny it, your desires betray you." "Mmmm," I moan as his canines dangerously graze the frantic pulse in my vulnerable neck.
He grips my hair tightly, keeping me under his control.
"Aah...
it's just the bond's attraction...
Mmm..." His fingers erotically pinch my nipple, now rising above the water, while his mouth sucks hard between my neck and shoulder, punishing my wordsonly exciting me even more.
---- He kneads and fondles my breast, squeezing and circling my nipple with his claw, just as his tongue is making slow circles on my skin.
The sounds of our ragged breathing and my restrained moans echo in the small space.
"More...
bite me deeper..." my mind begs for things I don't dare say out loud.
Selenias have the blood of all three races mixed, but when it comes to sex, in my case, the slutty vampire within me takes over.
My canines itch inside my mouthI'm dying to taste his blood and something even more sinful sliding down my throat.
Suddenly, he pulls away and starts gathering my hair up.
I feel an unexpected emptiness when his touch is gone, masking my lapse by straightening my back in the tub.
Goddess, Im practically begging him to do more perverted things to me.
"Thad to raise my younger sister because we had no parents.
She was a little tyrant, very demanding about her hair, so I learned to wash it when she was just a child," he explains, snapping me out of my thoughts.
I picture him raising a little girl on his own, and my heart melts.
Ive always longed to raise my daughter with a good father by my side.
Damn it! This Lycan knows exactly how to push all the right buttons inside me.
This whole resistance thing is going to hell.
If he werent my mate, and if he didnt want something serious and forever, I wouldnt resist the pleasures this magnificent male could give me.
But I know very wellhe doesnt want just a night; he wants a lifetime.
His steps move away for a moment, and I think hes leaving.
Conflicting emotions crash inside my chestdo I really want him to leave? But I dont even have time to think it through before I hear him returning.
He must have only stepped away to grab something.
"Move forward a little," he instructs, and although confused, I follow his directions.
Im sitting in the middle of the tub, my legs bent due to the limited space.
The water ripples, and I realize hes getting into the bath with meright behind my back! What are you doing?...
Theres no room for both of us.
Wait until Im done" I start to get up, but a hot, hard body sits behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist to hold me still.
"Theres more than enough space for both of us.
Didnt you hear the healer say this medicinal bath is good for me too?" His voice is so close as he settles in, spreading his legs and pulling me between them.
"Are you...
sick? Why would you need a healing bath?" I babble, not even sure what Im saying anymore.
Tve fought thousands of battles, slept with dozens of men, and yet Im nervous because a virile, erect cock is rubbing shamelessly between my ass under the water.
"Yes, Im sick.
A part of me hurts a lotwill you help me heal it?" he growls low against my nape, gripping my hips with his broad hands and pressing me tighter against his body, rubbing that thick hardness that ---- could bring any woman to a delicious climax.
If that rock-hard thing is sick, then I must be a delicate flower.
"Tam sick.
You should have some consideration for a patient," I mutter, feeling ridiculous for even trying that excuse.
Alow, rumbling laugh escapes his lips, his chest vibrating against my back.
For some reason, my lips curl into a smile too.
Thave to resist.
Come on, Gabrielle, whats wrong with you? Its just the chemistry of the mate bondnothing more.
"Fine, ll be gentle.
Dont worry, Ill take my time and go at your pace, he murmurs.
Huh? What exactly does that mean? Isoon found outthe thorough bath was no lie.
"If you give me the medicine, I can spread it myself..." "You cant see the affected areas.
You might hurt yourself, even if theyre almost healed," he replies, refusing to let me do anything.
I find myself sitting, leaning forward, as his hands trail gently down my back, massaging from my lower back all the way up to my nape.
Ibite my lips to keep from moaning in satisfaction at his touch.
"Lean back," he instructs, and I shiver, knowing the most compromising part is coming.
For some reason, a longing stirs inside my chest.
If resisting is useless, why not give in to my primal instincts? Just this once...
only once...