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to cry twice in one day.
    As much as she wanted to run far, far away and never look back, she knew it just wasn’t an option. She didn’t know how she was going to make it work. She just knew that she would.
    Asch brushed his thumb over the corners of her eyes, and then his mouth was on hers again. His teeth nipped and tugged in ways that made her toes curl. If Caim was a raging inferno, Asch was a slow burn, and right now, that was exactly what she needed.
    She put her arms around his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. He opened his mouth then, delving into hers with his hot tongue. His tongue massaged hers languorously, his movements unhurried but still devastatingly effective. Her desire returned to her in full-force, her breasts growing heavy and the area between her thighs growing slick with her need.
    Keeping one arm wrapped around her, his hand gripped her side . His thumb rubbed slow circles into her flesh, while his other hand glided up her leg, slipping beneath the fabric of her gown to caress her thighs.
    She knew that he wanted her. His breathing had deepened and she could feel him hard against her bottom. Despite this, he seemed perfectly content to keep kissing and caressing her. Hoping to incite him, she made a muffled sound of pleasure into his mouth, rolling her hips against him as she did so.
    His lips curved knowingly against hers, his kiss becoming deliberately slow before he pulled back. He eased her back onto the bed until he was leaning over her. He smiled down at her then, giving her a look that said he was unaffected by her feminine wiles. She couldn’t stop herself from pouting.
    Asch used a finger to trace the curve of her jaw. His eyes glowed as he spoke.
    “Caim has his own appeal, but I think you’ll find that I’m a much more generous lover.”
    “Oh,” she breathed, melting against the bed.
    He tapped a finger against her nose. “Now relax and be patient,” he instructed. “I’m going to please you. Thoroughly.”
     
     

CHAPTER FIVE
     
    Of all the things Caim did exceptionally well, the one thing he prided himself in the most was his ability to quickly fall into a deep sleep.
    When they were juveniles, Caim had often boasted of his sleeping prowess to Asch. The older male, who had usually lain awake for hours at a time, never seemed as impressed as he should have been. Eventually, Caim had decided that he just did not understand the significance of an untroubled sleep.
    Sleep had always come easy to his father. He had once told Caim that all wolves needed to sleep, but it was the mark of a great wolf, one who was self-assured and in control, that he could rest deeply and easily.
    Caim thought of this as he lay awake in his chamber. With summer long past and autumn coming to a close, the rays of sunlight that usually warmed his hide had grown pale and weak. He was used to the cold.
    Unlike Asch, who had strongly involved himself in the pack and rarely slept alone, Caim had made it clear fr om the start that he rested separately from the other wolves. Hunting, eating, and rutting were things he did not mind doing with or within view of the pack, but to Caim, sleep was the most private and intimate of all things. It was when he was most vulnerable, and with the exception of Asch, none in his pack had earned the privilege to share that with him.
    Except for the human.
    Briefly, he had rested with her. It had been his intention to keep her close and to let his scent sink into hers. But she had been warmer than sunlight and smelled like things that pleased him. He had drifted for a while. Not into a deep sleep. There had been some impulse from within his bones that had not let him sleep deeply, not while she had lain in his arms, so much more vulnerable than he.
    He blew out a breath from his snout. Dust rose from the floor, catching a shaft of sunlight and dancing in front of his eyes.
    Yesterday, he had resented her. He had not wanted to carry her back to his den. He had wanted