‘Then be quick.’
He blew out a short laugh. ‘I’m being practical. We need to be in the kitchen with the others.’
Scarlen playfully pouted. ‘Please, Bear. I’m sure with your help I’ll be able to cope with the day.’
‘Is that right?’
‘Be practical after you’ve fulfilled my needs.’
‘Well, that’s some pillow talk I can’t refuse.’
She pressed up on her elbows, the covers slipping down from her bare breasts. ‘I’m aching for your touch.’ Her gaze drifted to his bottoms. ‘And judging by that bulge, I’d say you have your own ache going on.’
‘Yes, but I’m being sensible. People are waiting for us.’
Scarlen bit her lip as she grinned. ‘I’m waiting forus.’ She pulled the cover off her body to accentuate her point.
Bear removed his clothes and climbed on top of her within a moment, and Scarlen quickly rewarded him with a heated kiss while pressing her sensitive area into his so he’d slip inside her before talking about being practical again.
His smile grew on hers. ‘How am I supposed to hurry now we’re joined like this?’
Scarlen pushed up into him again, loving the noises he made when so close. ‘Perhaps next time you’ll be here when I wake, then you won’t have to think about hurrying.’
‘There is business to attend to.’
She bucked into him once more, catching his groan in her mouth. ‘This is your business from now on, Vyer. First order of the day: give Scarlen an orgasm.’
He laughed on her lips. ‘Sounds like you only want me for my body.’
‘I do.’
‘I better get a move on then.’
She curled herself around him fully, his tongue back with hers as they made love once again, and there was no way they were hurrying.
Scarlen took him again during her morning shower, then when she was choosing clothes, then finally submitted to the day, not wanting anything to do with the talks going on in the kitchen, as life in the bedchamber was the best escape ever, but Bear was determined to talk to the others, even though he had admitted he wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life in bed with her.
‘I’m not going to be able to concentrate now,’ he whispered as they made their way up the polished wooden stairs, the smell of frying bacon luring them forward.
‘Tell me about it. I can still feel you.’ She gave his hand a soft squeeze as he raised his brows her way. ‘Let’s go back to bed.’
‘After this meeting, which we are late for. Then I promise you, you can do what you like with me.’
‘Do you want me to tell you what I want to do to you?’
Bear’s lips tightened as he pushed on the kitchen door. ‘Nope.’
Scarlen’s grin dropped as she saw Ulafe directing utensils to the large pine table in the middle of the room using only his finger to point the way. She’d never seen an inanimate object move by itself before.
Elbar was already sitting at the table with Wynter and Raven, who looked as flushed and tired as Scarlen and Bear. ‘About time,’ she huffed. ‘These two only just arrived as well.’
Wynter shrugged. ‘It was a tiring night.’
‘My brother is out today scouting your route home,’ Ulafe said, gesturing for Scarlen to pour herself some tea.
She figured that must have been the other man from last night. Sitting, she served Bear first, setting a cup of hot green tea in front of him as he joined her side, sliding some toast her way.
Their hands met under the table as Ulafe spoke of the prison, and Scarlen felt Bear tense.
