When he finally pulled his teeth from her flesh, he licked the wound several times. She felt the contentedness of his wolf, but she also picked up on the desire running through the man. She cleared her throat as Fane’s tongue moved from cleaning his mark to doing other things on her neck—things not okay to do in his father’s office, filled with people.
“Fane,” she growled at him. He didn’t stop licking her. His tongue was doing wicked things to her collar bone and now her wolf was perking up and definitely interested in what their mate was doing.Dang hussy,Jacque thought. When the arm that was around her waist started to move and his hand began slipping under the hem of her shirt, she knew it was a drastic measure kind of situation.
Jacque pulled her foot up and slammed it down on Fane’s. Nothing. He didn’t even flinch and his hand was still on a road trip to places that shouldn’t be seen by others.
“I really didn’t want to have to do this, babe. But you leave me no choice,” she muttered as she tilted her head back further, as if she was giving him better access. His own head lowered placing his ear within reach of her mouth. Jacque took it between her teeth and bit—hard.
Fane snarled as he pushed her away from him. His narrowed eyes were still glowing.
“You bit me,” he rumbled at her.
“Did you figure that out all by yourself?” Jen asked as she gave Jacque an air high five. “Way to take charge, Red.”
“Well you bit me first,” Jacque snapped back.
“You’re my mate,” he growled back.
Jacque nearly smacked herself on the forehead. “Of course, I’m your mate, genius, I married you. I had your son. It’s sort of a done deal.”
“It’s my right,” he began but his father cut him off.
“Enough, Fane.” Vasile walked over to them and motioned for Jacque to step aside with him.
Fane was right on her heels.
“Okay,” Jacque said as she glared up at her father-in-law. “What is wrong with him?” She stabbed a finger in the air toward Fane and it nearly poked him in the eye because he was standing so close. “Look at him, Vasile. He hasn’t been this possessive since before the Blood Rites.”
“Decebel and Fane have never had someone so close to them go feral. Not only were they close but their wolves were close to Costin’s wolf as well. Costin has lost his light. You wonderful, beautiful girls forget just how precious you are to us. Costin is a reminder to them of where they would be without you. So they are both running on very, very high emotions from both wolf and man. Grant him a little grace.”
Jacque’s mouth had dropped open as she listened to Vasile explain why her mate had reverted back to caveman tactics in regards to her. She nodded at him to let him know that she heard him and then turned to face Fane.
He looked down at her with bright blue eyes that were no longer glowing. His jaw was tightly clenched and his arms were rigid at his sides. He was trying not to touch her. Goddess love him, he was trying to curb his own instincts, for her.
“Fane,”she reached out to him through the bond. His eyes snapped down to her.“I have a feeling this is going to be a long meeting and I’m tired of standing. You wouldn’t happen to have an available lap, would you?”
His lips twitched as though he fought a smile and his jaw relaxed just a bit. “My lap is always at your disposal, Luna,” he said softly as he swept her up into his arms. He carried her over to one of the empty chairs and sat down, positioning her on his lap so that she could lean against his broad shoulder. It also put his mouth very close to her neck. She came to realize later, after she’d felt his tongue dart out and taste her a few times, that his positioning of her had been for his own benefit. Sneaky wolf.
Decebel listened as Vasile explained to Jacque why Fane was being so possessive. He hoped his own mate was listening because he wasn’t in control enough to explain it again. His wolf was almost fully in control of him and no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t push the beast back. Seeing the carnage, knowing that it was solely because Costin had lost his mate, had triggered something inside of him and his wolf. And from the moment they had stepped foot back into the pack mansion, he hadn’t been able to let Jennifer further than a couple of feet from him.
His mate laughed when Fane swept Jacque up into his arms and carried her to a chair where he sat and then placed her on his lap.
Jennifer started to pull forward, attempting to leave his embrace. He pulled back.
“Dec,” she huffed as she smacked his arm. “I just want to sit.” Being the quick learner that he was, Decebel swept Jennifer up and over his shoulder and carried her to an unoccupied chair. He sat down and then pulled her back down onto his lap.
Her hair was all over the place and she was growling as she attempted to tame it. Once it was all out of her face, she glowered at him. “Fane didn’t throw her over his shoulder like a freaking cave man.”
Decebel’s wolf bristled at being compared to another male. “I am not Fane,” he said in a deep voice that caught her attention. Her eyes were wide when she looked at him—really looked at him. Her lips formed anOwhen she finally saw that it was his wolf she was dealing with. If Decebel was possessive, his wolf was that and more.
“You’re right,” she said as she reached up and patted his cheek. “You aren’t. You’re mine.”
“Good girl,”Decebel whispered into her mind.
“He’s not going to go crazy and bite anyone who gets near me, is he?”she asked him, speaking to Decebel about his wolf.
“Just to be safe, steer clear of getting too close to any males.”
She let out a sigh as she leaned back against him. Decebel felt her nose against his neck and then her lips as she placed a tender kiss there. His wolf was ready to go. Meeting be damned, he wanted some alone time with their mate.
