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He thought for sure Jayden would pull away. He was shocked when she began moving against him again as she locked gazes with Van. Her lips parted as she breathed in quick breaths, fueled by her growing desire. Van shifted closer, his hand reaching out to fist a handful of her hair.

Her lips silently moved. Kiss me.

Van’s chest rumbled as he leaned in and captured her lips. The erotic sight was almost too much for him. Jayden’s hips started doing a crazy figure-eight movement. The only thing separating them was their thin hiking trousers. He was half afraid his cock would burst through the seam of his. He was slowly going mad with need.

He slid his hands under Jayden’s loose top and cupped her unbound breasts. Her nipples were taut pebbles. He pinched them between his thumb and forefinger. Van jerked back and lifted a hand to his lip. A low, feral growl slipped from Van. Van lifted his hand and touched the spot of blood on his lip where Jayden had bitten him.

Van’s eyes darkened with warning. Jayden leaned into him and began kissing him again. He could feel her climax building. Her body suddenly stiffened, pressing down against him and locking him to her with her strong thighs. The scent of her orgasm was a potent aphrodisiac to them and their wolves.

She pulled back, ending her kiss with Van. Her eyes were still locked with Van’s as he nuzzled her throat. She turned her head and stared back at him. Her eyes were still dazed with her climax, but there was more. He could sense her confusion, vulnerability, and something deeper—fear.

“You’re beautiful, love,” he murmured, hoping to reassure her.

Van caressed her cheek with his fingertips. She closed her eyes, leaned forward, and buried her face against his neck. He tilted his head, silently conveying the need for them to proceed with caution to Van. Van nodded in agreement.

“Why don’t you two get some rest? I’ll keep watch,” Van suggested.

“That’s sounds good. Wake me in a few hours,” he said.

Van gave him a brief nod and rose. He tried not to wince when the seam of his pants pushed against his still engorged cock as Jayden silently slid off his lap. Thankfully, his wolf seemed to understand the sensitivity of the moment and remained docile.

Behind them, Van stripped out of his clothes and shifted into his wolf. He didn’t miss the way Jayden’s eyes were locked on his friend and brother-of-the-heart as he shifted. Nor did he miss the silent longing and worry in them.

“You don’t have to worry about him. Our wolves are well adapted to dealing with the rain. Our fur keeps us warm and our body temperatures tend to run hotter. Besides, a run right now might do the both of us some good—to cool off,” he said.

“Oh. That’s, uh, that’s good to know. Do you—?” she mumbled, glancing up at him before averting her eyes again.

“I’m good. One of us should stay with you,” he murmured.

She looked up again when he tenderly caressed her cheek. He gave her a wry smile and brushed his thumb along her bottom lip. She nipped at his finger, drawing a surprised, low growl from him.

“I should warn you,” he cautioned, “that biting like this is how wolves show affection.”

She wiggled her nose at him. “I’ll try to remember that. At least I know you aren’t going to eat me.”

He released a dry chuckle and shook his head. “I wouldn’t be too sure of that.”

She frowned before understanding dawned at the double entendre of what he was saying and her eyes widened. Her face heated and she scowled back at him. He chuckled when she pushed him aside and crawled to the top of the bed.

“I’m going to sleep. If you want to get wet, be my guest,” she said, with a wave of her hand toward the opening.

He rose when she tugged on the wool blanket that had slipped down. He added wood to the fire while she settled before he rounded the bed and laid down behind her. He half expected her to protest, but she surprised him by lifting the blanket for him to cover up.

He slid closer and wrapped his arm around her waist, spooning her and rested his chin near the top of her head. She didn’t touch him, but she didn’t pull away either. A silly grin curved his lips.

Baby steps.

You not last long if she do baby steps on lap again, his wolf sniped.

No, but what a way to die!

His wolf’s huff told him that the beast side of him was not as impressed as the man side. He sighed and tightened his hold. He would be glad when they were in a proper bed.

“I enjoy holding you,” he murmured.

“Yeah, well, don’t get used to it,” she retorted.

“Too late, both Van and I are more than happy with being with you.”