Page 36 of Wolf Roulette

I was dragged sideways along the warm mattress and tucked against a firm chest.

Peace settled over me once more, accompanied by a slow fire building low in my stomach. I pressed my ass against the presence behind me.

A hand clamped down on my hip, arresting my movement.

I growled in warning.

The fire built. I twisted, winding my hands around Sascha’s neck to better inhale his delicious scent.

He swore and rolled onto his back.

I crawled on top of him and collapsed in a heap. He was so toasty. Felt good. Stretching so the length of my body aligned with his, I circled my hips.

That felt even better.

Sascha hardened against my stomach.

“Use a condom,” I mumbled.

“What?”

I jerked awake, lifting my head.

We looked at each other.

Sascha frowned. “Who were you thinking about?”

My cheeks coloured. I’d been tellinghimto use a condom. That was almost worse than whatever possessive conclusion he’d come to.

He held me in place and his erection pressed on my core. I bit back a groan.

I avoided his gaze. “I thought you were you.”

“You did?”

I fidgeted, and we both stiffened.

His hands swept my sides. “Tell me what you need, beautiful wolf.”

My flush deepened. I wasn’t doing anything surrounded by pack members. “I need to eat.”

Dislodging his hold, I crossed to my bags, still scattered over the floor, and selected some jean shorts and a mustard off-the-shoulder blouse that cost me two dollars at a second-hand store. Seriously, people chucked away the best stuff.

“Does the pack’s proximity bother you?”

“It doesn’t bother you?”

“Everything leading up to and including sex is natural. We don’t actively listen to each other’s lives, but if someone did, they wouldn’t think anything of us pleasing each other.”

His mum might be listening.

That weirded me out.

I escaped to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and hair. That would do.

“I thought we could spend time together today.” Sascha threw off the top blanket.

I blinked at his naked body. He usually wore sweats to bed.