Chapter 8Avriel
Cash was practically vibrating with need, and his arousal was so strong it permeated every air molecule in the car. But underneath that, I could smell Ethan. The scent was heady, and made me want to feed, despite having done so just last night and also taking from Ethan not even an hour ago. It was the siren song of mating, my instincts screaming to claim Ethan as mine.
Ours.
But we had a twenty minute drive, and we’d thankfully convinced Ethan to ride with us. He’d put his bracelet filled with protection stones back on, and that helped mitigate his scent some. But in the confines of the car, I could still smell him and his need. I made my mouth water and my fangs descend.
I was driving because I knew Cash would speed recklessly if I let him behind the wheel right now.
