[ The impulse to drive home is overwhelming. It would be easy, in fact, and despite her earlier protest he has to wonder if she'd fight him too hard. She wants it, he can feel it, that heady thrum of hunger through their bond.
He swallows, eyes screwing shut, mouth dry, and tucks his face against the curve of her neck and just breathes. ]
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He swallows, eyes screwing shut, mouth dry, and tucks his face against the curve of her neck and just breathes. ]