“Huh? Oh?” Now she felt really stupid, like a teen who skipped four years of sex ed. “Of course, not without a condom.”
Lev’s laugh reverberated through the cave. “That is not a problem. You are not ovulating and we lycans don’t give human STDs.”
She kept close tabs on her cycle and damn. He was right. “How would you know I’m not ovulating?”
“My werewolf nose.”
Obviously, an advantage for birth control. Shit. If he could smell her cycle, he certainly smelled her arousal. Okay, so he is not into you.
“Sleep. I’ll wake you in the morning.” He stood and walked toward the entrance. He’d left a small opening for viewing and stared out.
Not so fast, Wolf Man. This tainted nonsense was downright medieval. Rachel had taken risks, but tonight she’d take the greatest risk of them all. Seduce a sexy Russian werewolf. Would he respond to her seduction?
Beneath the sleeping bag, Rachel removed her clothes, unzipped the bag and stood. “I’m cold.”
Lev swallowed, knowing what to expect when he turned. He heard her remove every stitch of clothing. Now. Alone in a cave. In the middle of a blizzard. His wolf licked his chops, ready to ravish her. Rachel had no idea, what she was doing. She inadvertently called his wolf to form a bond none could break. The commitment of human marriage seemed frivolous. In the dark, he made out her goddess-like naked form. His wolf howled with lustful greed. Mine. His human pet. Her magnificent breasts undulated as she shivered from the cold air. Or was her tremble due to realizing she toyed with his untamed nature?
He growled. “Rachel. I may not be able to…stop.”
“Lev, I need you.” Nipples, amber-colored like her beautiful eyes peaked, begged to be suckled.
Lev raced to her side and drew her to him. His lips flattened. Her skin was cold. Heat emanated from him, warming her. “Are you mad, Goldilocks? You will freeze to death.” He slid a hand down and up her smooth back, tilting her toward him.
“Oh…yes…your hand is like a heating pad.” She threw him a mischievous smile. “You said you would keep me alive no matter what.”
Lev gazed into Rachel’s amber eyes and fingered her hair, now free of the wool cap. “I did, didn’t I?” For a human, she was quite the seductress. Even so, he felt like he had somehow influenced her behavior, though he had not used mind control. “Rachel, we shouldn’t.”
Like a wilted flower, she sighed. “You are right. It’s too one sided.”
He frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I’m interested in you, not the other way around.”
“Absolutely not. I desire you more than the night desires the moon, but it’s not so simple.”
“Who says simple is a good thing?”
His fangs sprang out in greedy desire. “Forget simple.” He grasped her ass and lifted her so he could reach her luscious lips. Rachel wrapped her long legs around his waist. “Wrap your arms around my neck.”
She obeyed and he hastily removed his coat and shirt, until his bare chest felt her soft breasts against him. His trapped cock pressed against his pants. He dropped his pants and his hardened shaft rested below her ass.
Now, I will ravish her mouth. His tongue found hers, tasting her essence.
Rachel moaned in pleasure. He inhaled her arousal. Hot. He released her mouth as his fangs emerged. He didn’t want to risk hurting her.
She kissed his chin. “Bite me.”
“Don’t tempt me.” The drugging effect of his bite probably made her feel inebriated. Hell, tasting her blood he’d be inebriated and if he wasn’t careful, she might end up his blood mistress. He’d be her blood slave. Obeying her every whim.
Rachel’s eyes widened. “Wait. I’m not going to become a werewolf on the full moon.”
Lev laughed. “Would that be so terrible?” He brought her back to the sleeping bag before his heating powers waned, and knelt with her still clinging to him.
“Breaking and reforming all my bones doesn’t sound pleasant.”
He brushed a curl from her brow. “Our shift is not like that. But no, you will always be human.”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend.”