Tasting
Chapter 129

129–Just So Horny

Nora:

I awoke in a cozy bed, not in heaven, or perhaps hell. I feared that when I opened my eyes next to, I might replace myself on the ground, surrounded by animals feasting on my flesh. Then, I remembered the last minute when Nash came and rescued me. That memory somewhat comforted me. Seeing him there for me gave me hope. Maybe that’s why I wasn’t dead.

Honestly, I was losing my grip on that tree. Trapped in its grasp, I managed to twist my ring around my finger.

I had intended to stay away after the fall, maybe even releasing my wolf, but I couldn’t be certain. I might have perished upon impact.

But I wasn’t dead. I was rescued by my stepbrother, who had just emerged from the bathroom clad only in a towel. I turned my face away, and after he dressed, he sat beside me to check my fever.

He looked refreshed after his shower, and the gentle press of his hand against my forehead stirred something within me. His touch was incredibly soft and soothing.

“I’ve brought medicine. Let me apply it to your wounds,” he said, grabbing the medicine from the nightstand and settling in beside me on the bed.

“It’s okay, I can do it,” I insisted, but he shook his head.

“I’m here for it. Consider it my way of apologizing for leaving you behind,” he murmured, his undertone sounding irresistibly sexy.

129Just So Homy

He never seemed to realize how attractive he was. Whenever he was near, he’d act casually, but I couldn’t help noticing the little details of his handsomeness.

Tonight felt different, though. His tone was huskier, or maybe I was just too traumatized, seeking comfort.

He began applying the medicine to my arms and face before his hand. slipped to my neck. He pressed his finger to the wound, then wrapped all his fingers around my neck. It lasted only a moment, but it made my heart skip a beat.

A wild thought crossed my mind, but I quickly dismissed it. He quickly retrieved his hand, perhaps not even aware, because he never saw me in that light. I didn’t want to see him in that light either. He was my mate’s brother and also my stepbrother, but this strange urge to stare at his handsome face was growing inside me.

There was definitely something there, a spark or whatever it was.

“You scratched your thighs pretty bad,” he mumbled, looking down at my legs.

“Go change, I’ll apply medicine to your wounds down there,” he insisted. Without arguing, I rushed into the bathroom, grabbing booty shorts.

While slipping into those shorts, I began to recall the mark around his ribs. It seemed like something Cain had. I had even noticed Ryker with bandages around the same area. Could it be that he was hurt, or did he conceal the mark?

I walked out to replace Nash sitting on the bed, casually resting with his hand on his bulge. He used to do that a lot, but I don’t think he paid attention to it.

12 Just So Horny

“Come,” he uttered, tapping the space beside him. Once I sat down, he adjusted his body before me and squeezed out the white cream, not even making it seem like a big deal as he shoved his hands between my thighs.

I was so startled by the sudden touch that I jumped up in my spot. But. it didn’t faze him. He kept his hand between my legs and then ran it over to the bikini line, groping my skin so aggressively while massaging it.

With my mouth hanging open, I watched him, not even bothering to consider if this was inappropriate.

I would have stopped him until I remembered, none of my mates had claimed me. And boy! His hands felt so firm and good.

He then changed sides, slipping his hand up my shorts, reaching for the other side and pressing his hand there hard enough for my breath to hitch.

He was shaking my skin, making my body bounce, especially my breasts. After a few minutes of doing so, when he pulled his hand out, I bit my bottom lip because I could see my shorts had some liquid on them.

I instantly shut my legs as I felt embarrassed for getting wet.

“I got you food as well,” Nash got up from the bed and reached for the table to grab the burgers, uttering softly.

By the time he could even turn around, I had sprinted back into the bathroom.

“Nora?”

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I heard his voice, the confusion in it, but I needed to take care of my situation. Quickly washing my body and this time changing into a blue knee–length dress, I walked out again.

He was using his phone in bed, steadily tapping his foot on the ground. I noticed his bulge and wondered if it was so big when soft, how hard and long it would be when erect.

The way he tapped his foot, his bulge would bounce and grab more of my attention.

What the heck was wrong with me? Why was I so horny for my stepbrother and mate’s brother? The fact that Nash might not have any idea what was going on with me, and I was being all thirsty, made it

even worse.

It was then that I remembered something else, and it helped me calm my body a little. “Where is Daphne?”

Nash stopped scrolling on his phone and raised his head to look at me. “I asked her to go back home.”

It was the empty stare we shared that made me realize he was angry, of course, he found out she sent me into the woods. Maybe she was the one who pushed me as well? It hit me suddenly, and I couldn’t keep myself from gritting at her, “I have never been rude to her. So why did she do that to me?”

The minute my query reached his lips, I saw him frown and straighten

his back.

“What did she do to you?”