mind remained focused on the hot hybrid across the hall.
The kiss lingered in her thoughts. It only helped to further inflame the passion she felt for Varius.
She cursed silently before rolling in her bed and punching her pillow.
Timing. Oh, the timing.
It had seemed like such a great idea to visit her parents right away. They wanted to see her, and she wanted them to meet and accept her new boyfriend. Then she showed up and her parents stuck them in separate rooms.
Lena bit her lip. They should have holed up at Luna Lodge for a good week of non-stop sex before going on this trip. The threatened agony of waiting already seemed unbearable.
She ached for Varius, even more now than she had before. Knowing how he felt inside her hadn’t lessened the need but only amplified it. Those fingers, his tongue, his cock, her body demanded their return.
Lena sighed loudly and decided she would just take a shower. If anything, she might be able to achieve a fraction of relief from her own hands in there. Better something than nothing.
She climbed out of bed and stepped into the hall. As quietly as she could manage, she opened the door to the linen closet where her mother kept the extra towels. No reason everyone else needed to get up because she couldn’t sleep. Not like she wanted to explain the reason to her mother.
Lena pulled a towel from the shelf and turned around. A hand quickly clamped over her mouth before she could shout in fright. Her heart began thundering.
Two soft yellow eyes stared down at her. Lust swallowed fear. Her own gaze drifted to his shirtless chest. Her nipples tightened. Her center ached.
Varius shook his head in an indication to stay quiet and moved them to her room. Once inside, he closed the door behind them quietly.
“What are you doing?” he asked as he took his hand off her mouth.
“Huh?” Lena crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m taking a shower. What are you doing?” She raised a brow.
“Listening to you move around.” Her breath caught in her throat as he stepped closer to her. “Oh.”
The ache between her legs only grew the closer he moved. Her legs bumped the bed as she backed up in retreat from him. He glanced down to the bed, and his eyes only glowed brighter.
Despite her body’s urgent demands, her rational mind still had an objection.
“My parents,” she whispered. “They’ll hear.”
Varius stopped and tilted his head, as if listening, for a moment. “Out solid,” he said and moved closer. “Your dad is snoring.”
“It’s not that I don’t want to,” she said and sighed. “You already heard though. I’m not quiet.” She placed a hand against his chest. Her thumb moved along the muscles there. Her center throbbed.
Varius leaned in, his mouth near her ear.
“I know,” he rumbled.
Heat shot through Lena. She was half-temped to strip down and get it over with given the overwhelming ache between her legs, regardless of who might have heard.
Varius moved away from her and looked out the open window. With ease he quietly popped the screen off and stepped through onto the overhang. He held out his hand, and Lena shook her head.
She almost wanted to laugh. Twenty-five years old, and yet she was sneaking out windows like some sort of love-sick teenager.
“What about the stairs?” she whispered.
“Too creaky.” Varius shook his head. “Too loud.”
She glanced back at the door and then to him.
He motioned with his hand.
“Trust me,” he said. “I know a thing or two about sneaking around.”
Lena sighed and made her way to the window. As quietly as she could, she climbed through and onto the roof.
Varius snatched her up. Then they left the roof. She bit her lip as she realized they were sailing through the air. Her pulse pounding, she snapped her eyes shut so she wouldn’t be tempted to cry out.
As if it were nothing, Varius landed softly. Then they were running. Or more accurately, he was running.
“Where are we going?” she asked,