The Longing of Lone Wolves: A Fantasy Romance (Fae Guardians Book 1) by Lana Pecherczyk

Author:Lana Pecherczyk [Pecherczyk, Lana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

Clarke woke from a deep, dreamless sleep and instantly knew the warm weight over her body was Rush’s arm and leg. Naked and cocooned in his arms, she didn’t want to move and drifted lazily listening to the sounds of the inn waking up below them. Someone emptied water in the alley. Birds tweeted nearby. Banging sounds thudded on the wooden floors elsewhere in the establishment. The smell of fresh-baked bread wafted in and her stomach grumbled.

It was no wonder she was hungry. They’d stayed up half the night enjoying each other’s company. Rush wasn’t wrong when he’d said he needed no elixir to keep aroused around his mate. Clarke stretched languidly, feeling the pleasant pull of their lovemaking in every aching part of her body. The fae was a machine with endless stamina. Clarke was the one who had called it a night because she simply couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer. Rush didn’t complain. He’d tucked her smaller body into his larger one and surrounded her until she drifted away.

Not a single nightmare plagued her sleep.

Clarke rolled from her back toward the window to see if she could ascertain the time of day by the amount of light peeking through the cracks in the drapes, but Rush grumbled and placed his teeth on her shoulder in warning. He did that a lot—teeth on the neck or shoulder—to let her know without words what his feelings were. In this instance, it was not to ruin his deep comfort. It was never a sharp bite like it had been the time in the alley, but only a light pressure that eased off and grazed along her skin more often than not. She smiled, realizing she liked learning all these little pieces of him.

He tightened his grip and tugged across her middle so her rear fit nicely into his lap. A growing hardness pressed into her behind.

“Are you even awake?” she chuckled.

He made a throaty sound and kissed, or licked, the back of her neck, then tucked her in tight and rested his head back on the pillow. The sound of his soft breath evened out.

She remained content to spend her time tracing a finger up and down his forearm resting between her breasts and wondered what was going to happen next. Not knowing how her own future would unfold was an ever-increasing irritation. The bare hints she’d gleaned weren’t enough. How was it fair that she could see into anyone else’s future but hers?

Thaddeus hadn’t come breaking down the door, so the curse must have worked to confuse him as to her presence. And then there was Bones. An involuntary shiver traveled through her. That man was despicable.

The glow of Rush’s curse glanced off the furniture in the low lit room and amplified her anxiety. They’d have to get going to the Order after they had something to eat. A gnawing sensation of… something… tried to break through her reverie. Fear.

He’d said his curse was nearing its end. When it was done, he’d die.

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