Page 24 of Vampire Pack

I woke up with my hands resting on a pair of gorgeous, dark wings.

A phone was vibrating quietly. Mine or King's. The sound was slowly growing louder.

Fuck that.

Physical therapy could wait.

I struggled to find the phone on the mattress beside me, but was able to grab it before the sound was too loud. The alarm shut off immediately, and I dropped the device next to me on the bed again.

King was still asleep, and he'd moved a little during the night. His wings were wrapped around me tighter, and his face was no longer pressed to my neck. He was using my left breast as a pillow instead, and I couldn't say I minded it.

He had a hand between my thighs, but I could tell the touch was accidental. He was passed out cold.

The side of his hand was tucked between my legs, with the base of his thumb pressed up against my center loosely. My shorts covered me, but I was still wet and warm there, in response to the touch.

He looked peaceful, when he was asleep.

Less intense.

Softer, too.

It made my chest ache just a little.

I moved my hips slightly, to ease the light pressure against my center.

Instead of easing the pressure, the movement rocked the base of his thumb against my clit.

I sucked in a breath, and the slickness between my thighs was suddenly a lot thicker.

King's nostrils flared in response.

His wings tightened around me.

The next jerk of my hips was involuntary.

He blinked sleep away as he tilted his head, still resting on my breast, so he could look at me.

His nostrils flared again, and his eyes dilated.

"How do you feel?" His voice was low, the question gravelly.

"Horny."

"I was talking about your shoulder. And the drugs."

"My shoulder still hurts. Otherwise, I feel fine. Just horny."

He closed his eyes for a long moment. "I don't want to take advantage of you, but⁠—"

"The drugs were out of my system hours ago. I'm the one who forced you to sleep in my bed, so technically, I'm the one taking advantage."

His chest rumbled. "You can take advantage of me any time you fucking want."

"Right now?"

"Hell yeah." He slid his hand out from between my thighs, much to my displeasure. Before I could complain, he'd rolled off my chest and was sliding my shorts down my thighs.

My breast missed him immediately, but I was pretty sure he'd make up for it.