The sound of her happiness had him forgetting the intruder for now. The bastard would regret coming after them when he got hold of him. Smiling, he put his arm around her, and they returned to the apartment. He shut the door behind them.
She pivoted, worried copper eyes on him. “Nate, how do you feel? Do you need to feed your symbionts? You have four active ones, just so you know. The oval amber one at the top of your spine, and three smaller ones below, also amber but with a tinge of red in them.”
He did? “The red must be because Aba gave me his blood.” His tongue stroked the fangs he still possessed, probably a leftover from the darn wraconis. Well, he could live with that, but he willed them away, and they retracted.
Nate stopped near the isle counter and took stock of himself, remembering the cool outpouring of light, his symbionts absorbing the energy as if thirsty, and strength powering through him…
“Moonlight.” He chuckled. “These symbionts thrive on moonlight. Hell, from one end of the spectrum to the other.”
“I, for one, am darn glad.” She hooked her arms around his neck, then the minx pressed her lower body to his and moved her hips. His cock stirred against her belly. She cast him an innocent look. “You deserve this peace, my love. Let’s go shower.”
His eyes narrowed. “Oh, my beautiful mate, I’m so gonna make you beg for that tease.” He scooped her up, and her legs wrapped around him, his erection sliding between her folds to bump her clit. She bit her lower lip, stopping a moan.
With one arm around her bottom, he grasped his cock and pushed into her. Gritting back his own groan as she sank onto him. A flush started on her chest, rising up her neck and cheeks. But cool as fuck, as if not affected, she shrugged. “I’d like to see you try.”
This female.
You’re so gonna regret that comment,he mind-linked with her and took her mouth in aslowkiss as he headed for the bathroom, taunting her with promises of how he was going to make her beg…
CHAPTER35
Ely woke up to bright,wintry sunlight streaming into the bedroom, the rich aroma of coffee scenting the air, and no sign of Nate. She lay there for a moment, absorbing the quiet, unable to believe all the danger and anxiety was finally over.
Of course, there was still the meeting with Michael, but she didn’t think it was anything dire. Her stomach stripped, remembering last night when Nate carried her off, nailed on his cock, to the shower.
Gah! Why did she even bother to taunt him?
He’d reduced her to a mass of need during the long shower as he made her scream and then curse, demanding release. Darn male!
Gods, she was crazy in love with him.
Love you, too,his soft voice coasted through her mind.Are you getting up anytime soon?
The teasing note made her smile.What time is it?
Long past one—
What?Shit!Gimme a sec.
She threw off the covers and dashed to the bathroom, sweeping back her much shorter, shoulder-length hair, not used to the lighter weight. Nate had cut off the seared part of her mane last night, making it manageable.
A short while later, showered and with a towel wrapped around her, she hurried back to the bedroom and found the clothes she’d left behind in the closet and used when she painted.
For now, she put on an overlarge, navy t-shirt—an online buy she didn’t bother to return—and smoothed a hand over its screen print of a paintbrush dripping all the colors of a rainbow, forming a puddle above the words,inspiration strikes anywhere.
Man, so true. Nate inspired her now.
Smiling, she brushed her still inky-dark hair and pinned it into a topknot that held and didn’t slide off for a change. Barefoot, she hurried to the kitchen and found Nate leaning against the isle counter, wearing jeans and nothing else, a gray t-shirt tossed on the barstool.
She blinked. “You have clothes?”
He smiled. “Morning, my beautiful mate. Yes, I do, now.” His stare slid over her, slow and sensual, then lingered on the print. “Nice shirt.”
She laughed. “Bought it for motivation when I was trying to keep up with my painting.”
“So, the canvases in the corner are yours?”
He checked them out? She scrunched her nose. “Yes. It relaxes me. Did you go to the garage already?”
