Chapter 35: Can't Get Enough of You

Each day Zander got better with my care. I had worried for the first couple days. His deep cut I had found on his chest took the longest to finally start healing. The day he woke up was the best of course.

I grabbed the fish I roasted on the fire and went towards the cabin. I hadn’t okayed Zander to go out and hunt on his own until he was full strength. He could’ve hunted now, but I wanted to give him some more rest.

When I brought Zander food, he looked up at me and smiled widely. There was no hint of flirtation or teasing with it. He was just being appreciative for once.

I smiled back and said, “I just cooked this fish for you over the fire outside. Hope you like it.”

He joked, “It looks a little burnt, but I’ll eat it. I’ve eaten worse as a wolf.”

“Someone thinks he’s a comedian now,” I teased.

Zander motioned for me to come over to him. I hesitated. So far, I slept in a separate bed from him. It was the proper thing to do.

I handed him a fish skewer and watched him eat as if he was starving. I shook my head at him before sitting on the other end of the bed. I ate my fish at a normal rate.

It was almost as if he was in wolf form. He tore into his fish in such an aggressive manner.

We ate the rest of our fish in silence, but then Zander turned to face me.

Zander said, “What do you want to do?”

Was he asking this innocently? My palms started to sweat, and I felt hot all of a sudden.

“I just want to curl up by the fireplace and read.”

Zander tilted his head in amusement and asked, “Do you really have a book with you?”

I nodded my head yes and said, “I think I’ll do that.”

“No, you’re not.” Zander grabbed my arm and gently pulled me against him. “We should cuddle.”

Cuddle? I wasn’t sure if he truly meant just cuddling. He said it innocently enough, but it was still Zander.

It wasn’t a terrible idea. I guessed I could do that. The cabin was continuously chilly, despite the heat being on. Maybe it was broken.

I snuggled into Zander and rested on his chest. I felt the rise and fall of his chest. His heart thudded loudly. I’m sure mine was thudding loudly too.

Zander said, “I wish we could just live here. We could just not go back. The last few days have been nice. No one has tried to kill me recently either.” He laughed and added, “The last part was a joke.”

I must’ve been accidently frowning at his comment. He tried to make me smile by tickling my sides. I wanted to move away from him, but Zander was still more muscular than me. Not that I couldn’t hurt him if I wanted to.

I spoke up, “You know we will have to go back to our pack soon, right? We can’t live here forever. What would we do with ourselves?”

Zander smirked and said, “I can think of a few things.”

I calmly asked, “What kinds of things?”

“Why don’t I show you Cleo?”

Zander’s hand stroked my cheek before he moved a strand of hair from my eyes. It got harder to breathe regularly with the intimate touch.

I had to get out of the situation. Slowly, I tried to move out of his hold on me. His muscled arms were still around me. Zander felt very warm and so solid. Part of me wanted to stay there in his embrace.

We were in the moment, and it was getting to me. I needed to listen to my brain and not my heart. My heart would only lead to something I couldn’t stop. I had to control my urges around Zander, or I’d lose myself with him.

I felt Zander’s hot breath against my ear, “Stay with me.” He added in a sexy tone, “Don’t leave.”

“I really should…”

Zander slowly parted my lips with his and kissed me without warning. It wasn’t a sweet kiss like I’d had as a teenager. This was one that said “I want you.”

I hesitated at first but then kissed Zander back. His lips felt really warm and tasted smoky.

His hands roamed down my body, and one hand ended up on my butt. I held back from gasping and kept kissing him.

Zander kissed me for a while before pulling away.

He looked down at me and traced a hand down my cheek. Soon he took off his shirt and tossed it to the side of the bed.

I took in the view of his chiseled muscles over his stomach and chest. He had quite the six pack, and I touched his abs slowly. I traced my fingers from his chest down to his stomach and stopped just above the waistband of his jeans.

When I took my hand away, Zander gave me a heated gaze. What was he thinking?

Zander’s gaze went from heated to desirous in seconds. He led his gaze from my head to my toes. My face
got warm.

Zander moved his hands underneath my shirt. I shivered at his touch.

He looked into my eyes and asked, “Is this okay?”

I found it sweet how he asked me. Other guys would have rushed me into getting naked. I didn’t like pushy guys like that. Zander got points from me.

I nodded my head, and Zander moved his hand up my shirt and started cupping my breasts.

He ran his hands down to my stomach slowly before taking his hands out of my shirt.

Zander pulled at the hem of my shirt, and I took it off and threw it off the bed. He stared at me in amazement and started trailing kisses on my neck, occasionally sucking it. I knew he’d leave marks there.

I slowly got pushed down on the bed while he got on top of me. I felt his hard on as he pressed against me.
He kissed me using his tongue to slowly sweep through my mouth. Zander also trailed his hands down my sides while his lips melded to mine.