The Wolf Prince's Fated Heart - Page 45

“Oh, really?” he challenges, a playful smirk on his face. “Who says I can’t just turn this into an ongoing thing? The arrangement seems fine by me. If it’s what you want, too, then…I see no reason to get involved with all the unnecessary emotions.”

“Damn, Graham. Really charming.”

“Aren’t I? Some wolf I am, though. We should talk about your filthy mouth next. Punishments usually follow bad behavior,” he adds with a grin. “Oh, Cassie, once the line has been crossed, it’s hard to walk back. You know that, don’t you?”

My throat constricts, and I force myself to say, “Don’t mess with my head like this, Graham.”

“Don’t worry, baby,” he says gently. “I’ll never do anything you don’t want me to. I might be a beast, but I’m not an animal.”

And then he lowers his head and kisses my shoulder, lips closing delicately around my warm skin. I’m not saying it, but my body tells him that I didn’t plan for this to happen, and for all his bossiness and stupid brashness, it happened anyway.

The need for him hits me hard in a split second, without a warning. It’s as if he saw inside me and read my desires in one single glance.

I can still feel the heat of his flesh and taste the musk of his skin. And those damn eyes of his aren’t of this world.

But like they say, this night is still young.

Because from the way he looks at me, my shifter boss isn’t ready to call it a night and retreat to his nest in the forest or whatever hole he crawls in to sleep.

Speaking of holes…

“Why don’t we take a shower?” I suggest, wrapping my legs around his waist. I’m enjoying his closeness, so I might as well stop fighting it. He smiles at me. “I’d hate for all our mess to get onto the sheets.”

He smirks and teases, “Now, what would be the fun in that? I thought I just told you I’m all for getting it messy and dirty.”

“If you want to sleep here, you will get your firm ass in the shower,” I say sternly. After all, this is my bed.

“Oh, so I’m sleeping in your bed?” he teases with a grin.

“You bet your sexy Alpha ass you are,” I reply with a low voice and squeeze his butt cheeks. A high-pitched giggle escapes me, which I blame entirely on the wine.

With surprising ease, he sits us both up on the bed, and it takes me a moment to realize he’s handling me as though I weigh nothing. Damn. A hot wave spreads all over my body.

And to think there was a time when I believed Tim to be strong and lean. Graham would make him look like a child with his shirt off. Graham will make any man look like a child.

Still, I wrap my hands around his neck, letting him pick me up and carry me toward the bathroom. How my wolf-boss is this gentle, I don’t know. And I don’t care either. It’s just so nice.

He holds me with one arm while he uses his other hand to start the shower. Soon enough, hot water begins to fall.

He carefully sets me down and then takes my hand to guide me into the shower.

“I’m not sure if I love or hate the scent of that soap,” he admits.

“Is that why you’re getting us clean?” I ask with a smirk. “So you can smell me better?”

Graham lets the hot water flow over his face, and for a moment, I get lost in the scenery. Every inch of him is mouthwatering, starting from his stubbly jaw and muscled chest to his cut abs and that delicious V that points to his cock.

A cock I just recently learned to accommodate. A cock I just might ride for a few nights to come.

Graham is beautiful, handsome, and so devilishly hot. And there is absolutely nothing that can stop him from getting what he wants. Except maybe the unwritten rules of different species that separate us.

Those are strong. Stronger than me.

Or him.

I’m a human, and he’s a wolf-shifter. I don’t know what that means for us.

He wets my hair, then pours some shampoo on his palm before scrubbing it, massaging my scalp. It’s so tender I close my eyes to better enjoy the sensation.