into his eyes, taking in everything he’d said. He’d spent this whole time by her bedside. He’d left the woman his pack had chosen for him because he loved her. And he’d saved her life again.
In more ways than one.
When she looked at him she felt at peace.
Like she was home.
“I love you too, but…”
There was no way to make a rational decision with the way she felt when he touched her. She reached out to her pack with her mind, hoping for some guidance, but found only a distant buzzing. Maybe they’d gone on a hunt? Strange, the day after a battle. So now, all she had were her own thoughts, and feelings, and she closed her eyes and focused on them intently.
What did her gut say?
She let her lashes flutter open and met Grey’s silvery gaze. Then, she reached for him, cupped her hand around his neck, and pulled him toward her, kissing him with all of her might until his scent enveloped her.
“You should rest,” he said, still so close to her lips. Close enough that if she reached up again, she could feel his full mouth on hers…
“I think I’ve rested long enough,” she whispered, then pulled him down to her again, parting her lips so that she could take in his minty sweetness.
As the kiss deepened, she pulled him toward her again, ignoring the dull ache of her nearly healed wound. Right now, all that mattered was her gratitude for him. And something else that burned low in her stomach and spread through her chest.
“I don’t think you’re well enough,” Grey whispered against her lips, but she nipped his bottom lip.
“I’ll be the judge of that.” She slid from the bed and pulled off her clothes with ease. Then, when she stood there naked before him, she tilted her head to the side and smiled.
“Want me to do jumping jacks to prove I can handle it?” she teased.
“I’ll take your word for it,” he said, tugging his pants off hastily and pulling her close.
The current of his kiss, of his touch, was like a lightning bolt, traveling down her throat, coiling around her spine, and coursing between her thighs. She pulled in his warm bottom lip, flicking her tongue over the tender flesh there before deepening the kiss to taste him.
Before she knew it, she was falling back, his hands guiding her onto the plush sheets as they continued to nip and tease and play. And then he was on top of her, his full weight pressed against her. His hard length pressing into her belly.
She wanted to close her eyes, to focus on the push and pull of their bodies, but she couldn’t. His face—the way he looked down at her, eyes full of hunger and need and love—it warmed her to her toes.
The blood rushed to her ears as he slid deep inside her, and the distant buzzing in her head grew louder. She tried to ignore it, but it was insistent. It thrummed through her with every thrust, joining the tingles of Grey’s thrusts.
He nuzzled her neck and she breathed deep, taking in the feel of his soft hair against her neck. She let out a tiny moan, and when his lips met hers again, the buzzing finally faded into crystal silence, right before—
I love you.
The voice reverberated in her brain and she gasped.
“I can hear you,” she murmured and he stared down at her in wonder.
I love you too.
He crushed his mouth to hers, pleasure, and need, and a thousand emotions, his and hers, blasting her at once. Only one question rang out above all the rest.
Is that a yes?
Could she do it? Would they be all right without her? Would they still be family?
After all she’d been through in Pray, she knew they would. Always.
The last of her doubts disappeared as she pulled back to stare into her mates quicksilver eyes.
Yes. It’s a yes.
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