Embracing Need (Wild R Farm) by Violet Silvia

Author:Violet, Silvia [Violet, Silvia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Silvia Violet Books
Published: 2013-06-08T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The cabin turned out to be deserted as Cole had thought, long deserted apparently. It wouldn’t be much help in a hard rain or as a winter shelter, but for a clear summer night, it was good enough, especially when you had a werewolf as one of your party.

Tristan braved Cole’s snarls and used their first aid kit to treat his wound. Then they made the best of their meager rations and inadequate bedding and called it a night. But as exhausted as he was, Tristan knew he wasn’t going to sleep, especially not curled up on a hard floor next to Wes. Eventually he gave up and wandered out onto the cabin’s covered porch.

He was sitting on the steps watching twilight become full dark, remembering the feel of Wes’s damp skin against his, when Wes’s soft words made him jump.

“What are you doing out here?”

“Can’t sleep,” he said when he’d caught his breath, Wes’s scent making him instantly hard.

“Neither can I.”

Tristan rose from his spot and paced the porch, filled with the jittery about-to-come-out-of-his-skin feeling Wes’s presence often invoked. Their contact during the hike, his fear for Wes when they spotted the man in the woods, and his jealous anger when Wes had rushed in to help Cole had staved it off. Now he needed to run or grab Wes and let him turn Tristan’s nervousness into raw lust that could only be calmed by a long, hard ride.

He much preferred the latter, but even though the cabin had two rooms, the walls were paper-thin and Cole was most likely awake. Unless his wound forced him to, Cole would never sleep soundly when they were in danger. And then there was Brandon. Tristan wasn’t going to expose himself in front of the man who’d taught him that feeling like he did about Wes was naive at best.

He’d believed that lesson, and he hadn’t wanted to feel what he did for Wes, but for the first time ever, he couldn’t stop himself. Nothing pushed Wes from his mind. He wanted Wes to touch him, to surround him, to let Tristan fall asleep in his arms.

Did Wes want the same thing?

Tristan stopped moving. He stood next to Wes, looking out into the darkness. Neither of them spoke for several seconds. An owl hooted at something, probably a small rodent moving in the leaves few feet off the porch. Tristan knew he needed to stay alert for any sounds or scents that might signal approaching humans, but he was too distracted by Wes to be an effective guard.

He took a deep breath of the night air, cooler now after the muggy day. “What’s happening here?” he asked, his voice barely audible.

Wes shrugged.

Tristan’s breath caught. He wasn’t sure he could say what he needed to. “I can’t be an experiment for you.”

Wes frowned at him. “If I just wanted to find out what fucking a man was like, don’t you think I could find an easier one than you?”

Tristan huffed. “Am I really that bad?”

Wes laughed softly and shook his head.

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