Page 53 of The CEO Alpha’s Substitute Mate

I fold my arm under my head. “You kept moving, so I woke up.”

She’s up on one elbow now with her chest heaving, and she has no idea at all that the sheet went down to her waist when she turned. Her breasts are marked worse than her back. There’s a bite at the outer curve of the left one and my own thumbprint under the right. My mouth waters at the sight of it. My wolf comes forward hard enough that I have to hold myself down against the mattress.

“What happened last night?”

“You forgot?” I feel insulted.

“I don’t know.” She pushes her hair off her face with the back of her wrist. “I just remember drinking, and then there was a lot of, you know.” Her hand circles in the air between the two of us. “There was a lot of you and me.”

I raise a brow and sit myself up against the headboard. “You and me? Be a little clearer with your words.”

“You know what I mean.” Color climbs her neck and keeps going. “How did we end up in bed together?”

“I was trying to take you to your room. You were drunk, and you kept kissing me.” I let that sit a second. “I’m a man, after all. Although you seem to think I’m a dog.”

She looks down at her own chest at last, then makes a strangled noise, hauling the sheet up to her throat with both fists.

“You couldn’t have told me that I was naked?”

“You were naked throughout. We were both naked.”

“What is wrong with you?”

I have no answer for her. All I know is that I’m not prepared to let her out of my bed yet.

She shuffles to the edge of the mattress and puts her feet on the floor. As soon as she tries to stand, her legs fold under her, and she goes down against the side of the bed with the sheet tangled around her knees. I’m standing with her in my arms before she’s finished swearing.

“What happened? What’s wrong?”

“My back is killing me,” she hisses. “What did you do to me?”

I set her on the edge of the mattress and crouch in front of her, keeping my face calm all while my wolf struts around inside me.

“I have not been with anybody since my wife.” I straighten the sheet over her knees. “So it’s been a long time.” She goes very quiet, then her mouth opens, but the words don’t come out, her face growing red.

My meaning is not lost on her. I had a lot of pent-up frustration.

“It’s only natural.” I hold her gaze shamelessly, My eyes drop to her puffy lips, and I remember how she looked when they were wrapped around my cock last night, the sounds she made as I made her drink my seed, wanting every part of her coated with me. And she orgasmed from that as well. She was no less than a hellcat in bed.

“You really don’t remember?” I lift my hand to rub my thumb against her lower lip, my voice low. “You were quite eager last night.”

She looks at me blankly, and then heat flickers in her eyes. She immediately looks away.

“Well, I don’t remember some parts. And don’t tell me.” She holds a hand up between us. “You don’t have to fill me in. I really don’t want to know.”

“You mean you don’t want me to remind you of how you moaned under me?” I ask innocently, and her head whips around so she can glare at me.

“I did not!”

I pat her cheek and whisper into her ear, “You did a lot more than that, but I’m sure you remember.”

If she grows any redder, she might just pass out.

“I have to get out of this room before anybody sees me.” She looks around the floor. “Where are my clothes?”

“There. Should I fetch them for you?” I look pointedly at the floor a few feet from us where her shirt is lying in two pieces and her leggings have been ripped from the center.

She goes pale. “Callum…” Her voice is helpless and yet angry at the same time.