Beauty Sleeps (Fairytale Shifter Book 2)(20)

“You need a trim. Your beard is tickling me.”

“Why would I trim it if it makes you giggle?” I ask in confusion.

She runs her fingers through my beard, and I crane my neck to give her better access. The feeling is incredible.

“Just a little trim,” she whispers into my ear as she rubs me more. She can put me in a pink dress if she keeps touching me like this. Her voice is hypnotic and I don’t give a fuck about anything other than what she wants. I’m already baring my neck to her.

“I want you.” I go to flip her over, but she stops me with her hands.

“Slow down. I need a shower.”

“After,” I growl, and try to turn her again, but she’s quicker than me. She darts for the bath, her ass bouncing all the way, not helping to slow my desire. I leap from the bed after her, but she’s already in the shower when I get there.

Grabbing her by the hips, not caring about the water, I lift her and pin her to the tile wall.

“Mine,” I grunt as I take her mouth in a hard kiss. I need her again.

“Okay. But it’s my turn. Put me down.” I eye her suspiciously. What if she tries to dart away again? I’ll just pin her to the floor if she tries. Reluctantly, I let her go.

“If you behave and let me get us clean, I promise I’ll take care of you. I’ll explore and eat at your body like you did mine this morning.” I just nod my head, wanting her mouth all over me. Maybe she’ll give me lots of marks like I did her. She could cover my whole body and I would wear them with pride. I watch the water run down her body in little streams, and I want to do the same with my tongue. I growl at the water, and she just giggles again as she washes her hair and body, probably thinking my lust made me groan. No, that was pure jealousy.

When she’s finished, I reach for her, but she bats my hand away, making me growl again.

“Do you ever use words instead of growls?” I can tell by her tone and smile she’s teasing me, and I just shrug my response as I hold in another growl. “That’s okay, big boy. I like the sound.” Her tone has turned husky now.

“Bend down a little for me. I want to wash your hair.” I drop to my knees in front of her, giving her all of me. If she wants to touch me, I’ll do anything she asks. Gripping her hips, I pull her towards me as she works her hands into my hair, massaging me.

I lick one of the trails of water, and she jerks back from me. I glare up at her and see her long blonde hair sticking wet to her body. I need her again.

“That’s not behaving.”

I rest my forehead against her, trying to please her while she cleans my hair. After she’s finished, she moves on to the rest of my body. She cleans me until not an inch of me hasn’t been touched.

“Now for your trim.” She flips off the water and grabs a few towels. We wipe each other off. She digs through the bathroom drawers until she finds what she wants, and she motions for me to sit on the toilet.

“Just a little trim,” she tells me again.

“Last night you said…” My words trail off because I don’t want to say it. She said she liked the way I look.

“I know what I said. And I do like the way you look,” she says as if plucking the words from my thoughts. “And that’s just it. I want to see more of my handsome mate. Just a little, I promise. I like your beard and wild hair.”

“Do anything you like to me.” Because she can. There is nothing I wouldn’t let her do to me if she asked.

She smiles at my words and starts cutting.

It takes everything in me not to touch her. I know if I start I won’t be able to stop. The heat is rising again, and with each snip of my hair, her tits bounce and sway in my face. I want to take one into my mouth and suck.

“What do you want to do today?” she asks, breaking through my thoughts of her lush breasts.

“Mate.”

“You’ll have to feed me. Do you need to go to town for food or maybe—”

“You stay here.” I growl the words, my wolf pushing forward at the thought of her going to town. Last time we were in town, they tried to take her from me. We’ll stay here where I can protect her. I will hunt for our food when we run out of what’s stocked in the kitchen already.

“Okay, big guy. Calm down.” She drops the scissors into the sink and uses the towel to wipe away the hair she cut. “I didn’t think you could get any more handsome. You’re all male. All mine.”





Chapter Ten





Gwen




I take his hand and lead him from the bathroom back to the bedroom. I can’t seem to keep my hands off him, but I hear this is typical of new mates. I also need to calm him down a little. The heat is hitting us hard, and between that and his comments about me not leaving the house, I need to take the edge off for him before I broach the topic again. We can’t stay holed up in this house together. A week, maybe two, but eventually we have to leave. To face the pack. To face my brother.