“It feels too good,” he admits, one hand stroking through my hair. “If we don’t stop now, we’ll stay out here until we’re officially mated, and that comes with consequences. We shouldn’t rush into it. We can take as much time as we need.”
“I’m sorry. I got a little … carried away.”
He smiles at my admission. “I think we both did.”
“Well, sure, but I’m the one who’s naked in the middle of a forest.”
He looks around and grabs my bra and my top.
Passing them to me, his gaze dips to my body, just once, but it lingers there for a moment before he gets up and turns away.
“I’ll get the rest of your clothes.”
“Thanks,” I murmur as I start to put them back on.
Once I have my bra in place, I get up and dust grass and dirt off my knees.
Then, I throw my sweater on and smooth the material down.
Falcon passes me my panties next, and I slip them on quickly.
My pants are next, and part of me wants to not bother with my socks and shoes.
There’s just something about being barefoot in the woods that feels so freeing.
It doesn’t quite compare to having naked fun out here, but it’s still kind of nice.
Considering we’re about to head back to the academy grounds, I let go of the thought of walking around without shoes on. The ground seems soft, and the grass feels nice, but I guess there could be twigs and stuff that might cut my skin, too.
“You can lean against me if you need to,” Falcon offers, holding out my sneakers with the trainer socks inside them.
“Thanks,” I tell him, taking a sock at a time and slipping them on without having to balance against him. When I slip on the sneakers, I’m relieved to find they don’t need to be re-tied.
“So, what kind of food does your cafeteria have?” he asks.
“Oh … Uh. I think they have a bunch of different things, usually. The main kitchen prepares the food, and it gets brought over and kept warm or cold by the cafeteria staff. Are you hungry?”
“I could eat,” he admits, taking my hand now that we’re both decent.
“Then, let’s grab lunch.”
Chapter Fifty-Six
Falcon
Leading Robin back through the woods to the gap in the wire fence, a part of me wishes I hadn’t stopped us from going further. It would be harder for Lana to get between us if we were bonded, and it’s going to happen sometime.
Why not now?
It’s so damn tempting to turn around and forget everything else but our connection.
My teeth are throbbing inside my mouth, a reminder that I haven’t marked my mate yet.
My dick is still rock hard from being inside her mouth, a painful reminder that I haven’t claimed her as mine.
The searing physical need to make Robin my mate is hard to ignore, and I know she’s feeling it, too.
It doesn’t matter. We’re made to be together, and eventually, we will be.
