Page 50 of Galen

Galen was spooning me with one arm around my stomach and the other under my head. He’d slept with me the entire night. My heart fluttered at the realization.

“There’s enough food for you too, grumpy pants,” Gray said, reaching over to poke Galen’s arm. He hopped off the bed—literally—and pranced across the room toward the door. “Better hurry before breakfast gets cold. Or before Raiden eats it all.”

“I’ll strangle him one day,” Galen mumbled once Gray left.

“No, you won’t.” I turned to face him, smiling when his eyes opened. “You adore him.”

“Maybe.” The sun caught his gray eyes, making them even paler in the morning light. “I didn’t mean to sleep in here.”

“I didn’t mind. I’ve had worse cuddle buddies.”

Galen scoffed and sat up, rubbing at the back of his neck. “I don’t want to hear about your past bed partners.”

“I said cuddling. I didn’t say anything about sex.”

He arched a brow at me. “The two usually go hand in hand.”

“Not with you, apparently. Mr. Fuck and Leave.” I got out of bed and hunted for a clean shirt.

Arms came around me from behind. “Don’t make me spank you, human.”

God. He was so much taller than me that he had to lean down to whisper in my ear. My skin tingled, and I pressed my ass back against him. “Hate to break it to you, but I’m not into spanking. Biting, on the other hand…”

He growled and spun me around to face him. “You won’t let that go, will you?”

“Nope. You said we’d talk about it in the morning. And it’s morning.”

Galen took a deep breath, his eyes not leaving mine. “Very well. The mark was me staking a claim over you.”

“Like putting your scent on me or something?”

“Yes.”

“I’m not a piece of property, you know.” I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to ignore the part of me that liked that he’d claimed me. “And why would youwantto mark me? You said you only fuck, then move on.”

“It was an accident, I assure you.”

“An accident?”

“I got too caught up in the moment, and it just happened.” Galen moved toward the door. “End of conversation.”

“Will the mark stay forever?” I asked, trailing after him as he left the room.

“I don’t think so.”

“You don’t know for sure?”

He pressed me against the wall, slapping one arm on each side of my head. We’d been in that same position several times now. And damn if it didn’t always send a rush of excitement through my veins.

“I’ve never marked anyone before,” he said with a sexy growl in his voice.

“Never?” That pleased me much more than it probably should have. He’d lived for thousands of years. None of the people he’d been with had ever carried the mark I had on my neck. I got a weird satisfaction from that.

“As I said. It was an accident. So, will the mark go away? I think so, but I don’t know for certain. Can we go eat breakfast now? Or would you like to ask a million other questions first?”

“You’re really hot when you’re irritated.”

A tic started in his jaw, and his nostrils flared. But then his gaze fell to my lips. He lined his body with mine before grabbing my chin and forcing my face up higher. Heat moved along my skin as he captured my mouth in a rough kiss.