Graeme got up and closed the door, locking it once he did.
"What are you doing?" August asked.
"Spending time alone with my mate. Finally," he smirked and August's stomach flipped. "I hate these living conditions," he added, climbing onto the bed and crawling toward her like a large predator.
She backed up against the headboard, watching as his eyes narrowed at her movement.
"Why do you hate it?" she giggled.
"Why do you think? My sister and her mate under the same roof," he had finally reached where she was and growled affectionately as he nipped at her neck. "What if I wanted to make love to you all night long?" He said low and husky in her ear before biting it gently. She shuddered beneath him.
"All night?" she breathed, her chest starting to heave in response to his close proximity and the heat that instantly rose, curling up within her seeking him.
"All night," he repeated and lowered his mouth onto hers.
