Reaching Answers (Artemis University #8) - Erin R Flynn Page 0,84

damn night and make love to my mate.”

Apparently, the constantly hiding was grinding on more than just Craftsman. It was valid and I felt it too. Lucca was getting miffed with it, and I was waiting for him to offer to lock up his father somewhere so we didn’t have to worry about the man.

The idea had merit.

“I’ll still make you chase me. I’ll use that fairy rune and run and let River fly around Faerie to find me before you can have me.”

“That is the hottest fantasy ever.”

And somehow he fucked me faster. I didn’t think he had more in him but I was wrong, the pain almost as much as the pleasure, he was going at me so forcefully. We finished again and the moment he pulled me off of him, I was lying face down on the desk.

“Wait, wait,” I gasped, my body aching. “Too much. I need—let me take us to your room. The desk is too much when you’re this rough. We haven’t been going at it.”

He leaned over and kissed my shoulder with a chuckle. “And the others can’t give you this like I do.”

That wasn’t completely true. Lucca could.

I simply wasn’t allowing it. I’d mostly forgiven him and let his bear finally orgasm from that weird one sided sexfest of an apology, but I’d made it clear he didn’t get his super-hot bear sex until I got proof he would be a much more loyal mate. I thought it was fucking fair.

He thought he was lucky I hadn’t dumped his stupid ass.

Yeah, that too.

Either way, Lucca and his bear were basically pacing me waiting for the signal to jump me again. It was nice that they were on their best behavior, so I didn’t think he’d have to wait too much longer. He was normally really well-behaved, and we all slipped.

That didn’t mean I wasn’t going to make him suffer a bit when he did.

Duh.

“Grab our rags and me, and I’ll open a portal,” I said instead of answering.

“Rags?”

I snorted. “Yeah, formerly known as our clothes. We both shredded most of them.”

“Always fun,” he teased. He was quick about it, setting a lot of it on me and then lifting me in his arms.

I held out my hand and opened a portal to his room, relived when we walked through it and it was the right place. My magic had never failed to do what I wanted in that way, but nothing was perfect and I was still new to all of this.

And I didn’t even know what I was doing. It just happened. It was hard to have much faith in that.

Maybe faith wasn’t the right word. I had faith in my magic. It was still too new to accept as my norm. Lots still made me flinch or worry. I would think that was normal.

Prudent at least.

He tossed me on the bed, his chest heaving, and not from carrying me. He was part growling and snarling, his thoughts showing me what he wanted.

“Do you really deserve that?” I taunted as I threw up a barrier and magically locked his room.

“No, I don’t deserve shit because I’ve fucked up too much,” he admitted, meaning it.

Right answer. We were still making up and he should understand that.

However, Hudson was a good guy among too many dogs in the world, so I did spoil him too… Like right then when I took down my hair, facing away from him so I could show him my nape.

And then submissively offered myself to him. I stuck my ass up right there and let him see all of what he wanted, both of us knowing the lower I sank my shoulders in his bed, the hotter he got.

Sure enough, I didn’t even get a chance to so much as wiggle my ass at him and he was on me. He pressed my legs together so I was up higher and moved on either side of my knees, thrusting in me so forcefully, it took all the air out of my lungs.

“Mine!” he snarled.

He was normally a bit pushy and possessive, but I could hear in his thoughts this was over the line for him and he knew it was because he’d almost lost me. Otherwise it would have worried him. Which meant it didn’t worry me then.

We needed what we needed and Hudson was amazing at giving me what I needed. There were a lot of men who wouldn’t have fought to win me back or worked